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Diva la Vida

[MATURED CONTENT!] Vol 1 [COMPLETE!] Vol 2: Prequel to Vol 1 [COMPLETE!] Vol 3: Final volume- [COMPLETE!] ----------------------------- Love, can be the fire that warms you on a cold night or the smouldering heat that destroys you. In Thalia Mirabel’s life, it looked to be the latter. She was a single mother with a sullied background. A society outcast. The very type that society looked down on. The last person anyone would want, or so she thought … In the depths of despair and about to lose her son, Thalia Mirabel Thebes accepts a contract that will change her life… but is it for the better or for the worst? Did she jump from the depths of the ocean into the arms of the devil himself? After her vow to stay away from the species known as man? Jorge Trimshaw was a Billionaire who knew his worth! A player and the ladies’ man in every way, the one man that every girl would wish to have, the one man that could get every girl he wanted. He went each day and each week with different girlfriends. He never bothered with their names, for he changed girlfriends like he changed his underwear, and for a clean freak, that was a hell lot of times. But why could he not get her name out of his mind? Would Thalia Mirabel trust and love again with this man who knew not what commitment was? As the saying goes, “Not all that glitters is gold…” How would these two complement each other or clash with each other as faith binds them? Cover art is mine. Art done by @korkor_gavi and final cover by me ^-^ This is an original story by me. Copyright 2023 Please try to support me by reading the novel ONLY on Webnovel #dlvnovel #loctovianovels #divalavidanovel NB: Character images are AI generated from starryai.com*

Loctovia · Urban
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297 Chs

Can I really? (1)

In Ryan's penthouse that morning, Flora stirred awake to the view of the morning sun rays streaming through her wide windows. She sat up, rubbed her eyes, and then took her time to appreciate the splendid view of the large waterbody from the height she was on.

"I could get used to this," she said to herself and got down from the bed to the bathroom to take care of her morning needs.

When she stepped out of the room about half an hour later, she was greeted with the scent of freshly brewed coffee and toast.

She smiled and walked downstairs to find Ryan in the state she had come to love; without glasses and in a simple pair of trousers and a t-shirt.

"I could really get used to this view each morning," she whispered, and Ryan chuckled. Realizing that she had said that out loud again, Flora blushed.