Author: kiaraa

“I desperately need money. It’s more money that a waitress can ever make but I need money lots and lots of it!” A female voice sounds defiant as if she’s entitled to other people’s money. “So, what are you going to do?” a deep male voice asks, obviously moved by her plea. “I don’t know. I’d do anything, anything to get that money even if it kills me!” ••• “I overheard you a few minutes ago. You want easy money, more money than a waitress could ever make and you’re willing to do anything for it. Isn’t that right?” Her…

Hello guys! Thank you all for accepting me and my ff! I’ll try my level best to keep it up to your expectations! Also, the leading pair would be SwaSan. Keep reading!  Prologue: Here -*- He stepped out of the car, his bodyguards following him, maintaining a few metres distance, holding guns in case of emergency. Making his way inside the office Sanskar didn’t wait for the secretary to make a call to her boss, seeking permission for the meeting, he simply went inside ,not bothering to knock. “Oh I see. You haven’t changed your ways. ” Mr. Roy…

“I will allow you to keep the house.” He said standing an inch away from her, “but on one condition.” He continued. Hope surged through her system , ” What is it?” She asked. A cynical smile replaced his angered expression, causing her to frown. “Sleep with me.” He said. She blinked a few times to catch his words. “W. What?” She whispered. He inched closer to her evading her personal space ,forcing her to shift back, trapping her along as she hit the wall. He placed both his hands on either side of her head, stopping her from further…