In the heart of the bustling city, amidst towering skyscrapers and the ceaseless hum of urban life, stood the magnificent headquarters of 'Thornton Screen and Stage', the undisputed pinnacle of the entertainment industry, which was owned and controlled by Alex Thornton. Born into a lineage of affluence and the only child of extraordinarily successful parents and heirs, Alex was the sole heir to a vast fortune; his path was paved with golden opportunities. Yet, despite his privileged upbringing, he possessed an insatiable drive and a relentless pursuit of excellence that propelled him to the forefront of his chosen domain.His company helmed an empire of creativity, where dreams were nurtured and stardom was born. His agency, a beacon of hope for aspiring talents and famous celebrities, wielded an unparalleled influence over the entertainment landscape.He was born into a world of privilege and wealth. His parents, renowned for their entrepreneurial prowess, possessed manufacturing em

With the act he put on towards his father, he knew that it wouldn't end there. He knew his father not to back down on anything of his interest until he achieved it. He had resorted to many dirty and illegal practices to secure contracts and deals on numerous occasions, as he discovered during his investigation of the company at his request.One of the reasons he didn't take over the company was because of the secrets and dirty acts he discovered during the investigation. He entered his car, pressed the ignition button, and when he was about to drive out of the mansion, the thoughts of what happened flashed in his mind again."When will this end for God's sake?!" His knuckles turned white as he gripped the steering wheel, and his face contorted into a mask of rage. With a grunt, he slammed his fist down on the wheel, then again and again. With each blow, his anger intensified and his frustration mounted.His frustration became palpable as his emotions spilled over, like a dam bursti

The persistent ringing of Alex's phone echoed through his throbbing head, piercing the fragile veil of his sleep.Groaning, he fumbled in the dim morning light, his hand searching the cluttered drawer for the phone. The remnants of the hangover from the wild night he had spent with Henry the previous night clung to him like a shadow."It is the weekend, for God's sake! Why can't I have a peaceful morning and night? Can't a guy catch a break on the weekend?" He bemoaned as he stretched his hands to pick up his phone from the drawer beside the bed, while he was still half-awake.His irritation for Isabella from the previous night heightened as he noticed the constrained space on the once-empty drawer as her array of deodorants and cosmetics had encroached upon his territory.He couldn't reconcile himself with the idea of being tethered to her as he cast a disdainful glance at her belongings.A small sense of relief washed over him as he realised she was not beside him. Her absence spare

Alex decided to comply with his father's request by attending the gala."Darling, it seems I'm having difficulty zipping up this dress," Isabella said, approaching him in the living room as they were dressing for the event.Alex wondered if she intentionally did it or not—whether she wanted to seduce him—as she turned her back to him.Indeed, her figure was a beautiful sight, as his gaze trailed over the exposed melanie skin of her back.Temptation threatened to overcome him, urging him to grab her from behind, but he shook off the thought after a nervous gulp.He zipped the dress as she had requested and left the living room.If he had found her attractive, he might have opted for the chauffeur's service, both of them sitting in the back seat, flirting. He resisted the temptation and took the driver's seat instead to distract himself from the temptation.He struggled to control his thoughts, attempting to avoid fantasies of intimate encounters with her, but his sexual arousal seemed

"Are you joking?" Alex was dumbfounded.On the verge of crying, Emily replied, "I am not." Taken aback by her confession, he questioned her in disbelief. "You have never been close to a man before?""Yes, I haven't." Still in disbelief, he quickly went to flip on the light. "Then why did you decide to have sex this night...with a stranger, for that matter?" He stood in front of the bed, hands on his waist, while she, feeling awkward and embarrassed, immediately used the duvet to cover her unclad body. She was disappointed in herself for acting in a way that turned him off, realising that her means of earning cash for the tuition fee might no longer be effective. In his pants, Alex sat on the bed, anticipating hearing her reasons, because he was surprised that a lady of her age could still be a virgin. He had heard of it countless times, but he had never believed it and still believed that all she was acting out was a fac