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Hannah’s voice was steady but strained, pulling me back as she tapped a bullet point. “Lawrence wants every asset tracked—mock-ups, budgets, even email chains. He’s acting like the board’s about to audit us personally. You think this is about the glitch?”I rubbed my temples, forcing my focus to her question, though my eyes flicked to the door, half-expecting Priya to walk in. “Probably,” I said, keeping my tone even. “The board heard rumors, and Lawrence is covering his bases. Let’s prioritize the mock-up revisions and budget logs—those are the hotspots. Pull the design files and I’ll handle the financials.”Hannah nodded, her brown eyes grateful. “You’re a lifesaver, Tracy. I’ll have the files by noon. Sorry to dump this on you—you look like you’ve got enough going on.” Her concern was genuine, and I managed a small smile, touched by her warmth despite the weight of my suspicions.“It’s all good,” I said, standing to stretch, my navy sweater pulling taut. “Team effort, right? Let me
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Clara's revelation about Priya in the cafeteria, with Suzan and Jordan struck me like a spark, igniting a surge of anger that drowned out the hallway’s chatter and footsteps. My navy sweater felt too tight, my hands clenching as I pictured them sitting together, pretending everything was fine while Priya had stolen the USB and Suzan was planning a secret meeting with someone at Brew & Bean. They were in the cafeteria, and I needed to confront them now.“Clara, please cover for me if Mr. Lawrence asks where I am,” I said, my eyes meeting hers. “I’m going to the cafeteria. I have to talk to them.”Her eyes widened, her curls swaying as she grabbed my arm gently. “Tracy, please think about this. Confronting them in front of everyone could cause problems. Can’t you wait for Nick and Torres to do the talking?” Her concern was clear, but it only strengthened my resolve.“I can’t wait,” I said, easing my arm free, my slacks brushing softly as I turned. “They think they can deceive us. I’m go
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I smoothened my slacks, and took a deep breath, the lobby’s quiet steadying me. “Okay,” I said, my voice calmer now, meeting their concerned gazes. “I’ll be careful, I promise. Thanks for pulling me out of there.” My gratitude was genuine, the weight of their support grounding me.Clara stopped pacing, her curls settling, her hand resting on my arm. “Just don’t do that again, Tracy,” she said, her voice soft but firm. “We’re on your side, but you scared me. Go find Nick, and stay out of trouble.” Her smile was small, encouraging, and I nodded, feeling a pang of guilt for worrying her.David pushed off the wall, his grin returning but tempered. “Yeah, save the hero stuff for Brew & Bean,” he said, his tone light but his eyes serious. “Let us know if you need any help. I’m not great at spying, but I can make a mean distraction.” His offer made me laugh, easing the tension, and I gave them both a quick nod before heading to the elevators, my steps purposeful. The audit waited, but the my
Last Updated : 2025-05-04Mr. CEO Wants Me 094
Nick’s kiss was a spark, his lips firm and warm against mine, igniting a heat that burned away the morning’s chaos—the cafeteria confrontation, Priya’s betrayal, the missing USB. His office door clicked shut behind us, the hum of the marketing floor muffled, leaving only the sound of our breathing and the faint creak of his desk as I leaned against it.His hands cupped my face, his thumbs brushing my cheeks, and I melted into him, my navy sweater catching on the wood, my body craving his touch after the day’s storm. The Brew & Bean stakeout loomed, but here, in this stolen moment, it was just us, and I needed him.I deepened the kiss, my tongue sliding against his, tasting coffee and the sharp edge of his desire. “Nick,” I whispered, my voice thick, my hands gripping his shirt, pulling him closer until his body pressed against mine, his cock already hardening through his slacks. “I need you. Now.” My words were a plea, my pussy aching, the stress of Priya’s theft and Suzan’s lies fuel
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I walked into the hotel lobby. Everything looked expensive from the velvet armchairs and uniformed staff who moved like they were in a choreographed dance.This was a place I wouldn’t normally splurge on, but tonight wasn’t supposed to be just any night.Tonight was my date with my fiance, Elias. We hadn’t been perfect, far from it, but I thought we’d built something real, something worth celebrating.I had even booked one of the fancy rooms to please him, using the money I didn’t have just to make this night special for the both of us.I waited for Elias by the bar and began scrolling through my phone absently, trying to distract myself from the butterflies that twisted my stomach. That’s when my phone buzzed.Sylvia’s name flashed on the screen.Sylvia was my best friend and my only real friend.“Hey, Sylvia,” I said, putting the phone to my ear. “What’s good?”Her voice was breathless like she’d been exercising. “Tee… are you at the hotel already?”“Yeah, I’m at the bar. Why?”Ther
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I walked into the break room at Haven Enterprises, my sanity was messed up with the thoughts of Elias and Sylvia. The hurt from last night still clung to me, making it hard to think straight.My best friend, Sylvia, who I’d trusted for years, had betrayed me. Elias, my fiancé, had cheated on me with her. I was heartbroken, and no matter how hard I tried, the thought of them together wouldn’t leave my mind.“Hey, Trace, you okay?” Brenda asked as I sat down across from her. Brenda was my colleague and a good friend, someone who always knew when I was upset.I looked at her, trying to smile but failing. “Not really,” I sighed. “I… I caught Elias cheating on me with Sylvia last night. They were… having sex. I don’t know what to do now.”Brenda’s eyes widened, her hand immediately going to mine. “Oh no, that’s awful. I’m so sorry.” Her grip tightened on mine, and she seemed genuinely hurt for me. “You don’t deserve that at all. He’s an idiot, and Sylvia, I can’t believe she’d do that to y
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I couldn’t move nor speak. The way he looked at me made my stomach wrench in a certain way I didn't understand.“Uh… I… I’m sorry,” I stammered, feeling the heat rise to my face. My hands gripped the files I was holding tighter, but they felt so slippery like they might fall any second.He pushed back his chair slowly, standing up. He was taller than I remembered and his suit fitted him perfectly like it was tailored ready made just for him.“And who are you?” he asked, his deep voice sounding smooth and sexy. His eyes were on mine, harsh but somehow soft at the same time.“I… I work here,” I said, almost in a whisper. My voice barely sounded like my own.He raised an eyebrow, stepping around the desk, and coming closer. “I can see that. But what do you do? What’s your position in the company?”“I’m a… I work in the marketing department,” I replied, wishing my voice didn’t shake so much. “Mr. Lawrence asked me to bring these files to you.”He stopped just a few steps away from me, til
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The day had been long and exhausting, but we were finally closed and I was heading back home. My heels clicked against the pavement as I clutched my bag tightly, ready to collapse on my bed and forget about everything that had happened for a while.The streets were quieter than usual.Out of nowhere, a car came speeding through a puddle on the road. Before I could react, dirty water splashed all over me. The cold, filthy water soaked my clothes and dripped down my face. I froze, my mouth hanging open in shock.“What the—” I started, spinning around to see who the culprit was.My heart dropped when I saw who it was. Elias. My ex-fiancé. And right there in the passenger seat, laughing like it was the funniest thing in the world, was Sylvia. My so-called best friend.They had done this on purpose.The car screeched to a halt, and Elias stepped out first, his smug smile making my stomach churn. Sylvia followed, flipping her hair and smirking at me like she owned the world.“Well, look who
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Nick’s kiss was a spark, his lips firm and warm against mine, igniting a heat that burned away the morning’s chaos—the cafeteria confrontation, Priya’s betrayal, the missing USB. His office door clicked shut behind us, the hum of the marketing floor muffled, leaving only the sound of our breathing and the faint creak of his desk as I leaned against it.His hands cupped my face, his thumbs brushing my cheeks, and I melted into him, my navy sweater catching on the wood, my body craving his touch after the day’s storm. The Brew & Bean stakeout loomed, but here, in this stolen moment, it was just us, and I needed him.I deepened the kiss, my tongue sliding against his, tasting coffee and the sharp edge of his desire. “Nick,” I whispered, my voice thick, my hands gripping his shirt, pulling him closer until his body pressed against mine, his cock already hardening through his slacks. “I need you. Now.” My words were a plea, my pussy aching, the stress of Priya’s theft and Suzan’s lies fuel
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I smoothened my slacks, and took a deep breath, the lobby’s quiet steadying me. “Okay,” I said, my voice calmer now, meeting their concerned gazes. “I’ll be careful, I promise. Thanks for pulling me out of there.” My gratitude was genuine, the weight of their support grounding me.Clara stopped pacing, her curls settling, her hand resting on my arm. “Just don’t do that again, Tracy,” she said, her voice soft but firm. “We’re on your side, but you scared me. Go find Nick, and stay out of trouble.” Her smile was small, encouraging, and I nodded, feeling a pang of guilt for worrying her.David pushed off the wall, his grin returning but tempered. “Yeah, save the hero stuff for Brew & Bean,” he said, his tone light but his eyes serious. “Let us know if you need any help. I’m not great at spying, but I can make a mean distraction.” His offer made me laugh, easing the tension, and I gave them both a quick nod before heading to the elevators, my steps purposeful. The audit waited, but the my
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Clara's revelation about Priya in the cafeteria, with Suzan and Jordan struck me like a spark, igniting a surge of anger that drowned out the hallway’s chatter and footsteps. My navy sweater felt too tight, my hands clenching as I pictured them sitting together, pretending everything was fine while Priya had stolen the USB and Suzan was planning a secret meeting with someone at Brew & Bean. They were in the cafeteria, and I needed to confront them now.“Clara, please cover for me if Mr. Lawrence asks where I am,” I said, my eyes meeting hers. “I’m going to the cafeteria. I have to talk to them.”Her eyes widened, her curls swaying as she grabbed my arm gently. “Tracy, please think about this. Confronting them in front of everyone could cause problems. Can’t you wait for Nick and Torres to do the talking?” Her concern was clear, but it only strengthened my resolve.“I can’t wait,” I said, easing my arm free, my slacks brushing softly as I turned. “They think they can deceive us. I’m go
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Hannah’s voice was steady but strained, pulling me back as she tapped a bullet point. “Lawrence wants every asset tracked—mock-ups, budgets, even email chains. He’s acting like the board’s about to audit us personally. You think this is about the glitch?”I rubbed my temples, forcing my focus to her question, though my eyes flicked to the door, half-expecting Priya to walk in. “Probably,” I said, keeping my tone even. “The board heard rumors, and Lawrence is covering his bases. Let’s prioritize the mock-up revisions and budget logs—those are the hotspots. Pull the design files and I’ll handle the financials.”Hannah nodded, her brown eyes grateful. “You’re a lifesaver, Tracy. I’ll have the files by noon. Sorry to dump this on you—you look like you’ve got enough going on.” Her concern was genuine, and I managed a small smile, touched by her warmth despite the weight of my suspicions.“It’s all good,” I said, standing to stretch, my navy sweater pulling taut. “Team effort, right? Let me
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The sharp buzz of my alarm jolted me awake, dawn’s gray light seeping through my curtains. I fumbled for my phone, silencing it, and dialed Nick, my voice hoarse as I sat up, the chill of the morning prickling my skin. He answered on the first ring, his tone alert despite the hour. “Tee, you’re up. What’s going on? You sound tense.”I swung my legs over the bed, my bare feet hitting the cold floor, and took a breath. “I am. Last night, Priya came to my apartment. She said Clara gave her my address. She overheard Suzan in the design lab, on the phone, planning to meet someone at Brew & Bean tonight to ‘get a file.’ Priya sounded scared, Nick, but something about her felt wrong. Too nervous, like she wasn’t telling me everything.”Nick’s voice tightened, a rustle suggesting he was moving. “Brew & Bean keeps coming up. Priya’s new and could she be trusted? What if she is feeding you half-truths to throw us off? What’s your gut say?”I stood, pacing to my dresser, my reflection pale in th
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The city streets blurred past as Nick’s car sped away from Haven Enterprises, the USB drive was secured in my jeans pocket. My heart still raced from our close call in the design lab, the memory of those footsteps and the sweeping flashlight etched into my nerves.I leaned against the passenger seat, the cool leather grounding me, and glanced at Nick, his jaw tight but his eyes bright with the same adrenaline coursing through me. The streetlights cast fleeting shadows across his face, and I felt a surge of gratitude for his steadiness, his willingness to dive into this mess with me.“We did it,” I said, my voice low, a mix of relief and determination. “I believe this file ties Jordan and Suzan to the sabotage. Tomorrow, we hand it to Torres and figure out our next move.”Nick nodded, his hand resting on the gearshift, his fingers brushing mine briefly. “Yeah, someone was in that hallway. If they saw us, this whole thing could get screwed.” His tone was calm, but the warning was clear,
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The marketing floor was a hive of activity as I stepped out of the break room, the soda can cool in my hand, its fizz still bubbling against my nerves. The hum of printers and the clatter of keyboards filled the air, but my mind was locked on Torres’s revelation—Suzan accessing a backup file after Marcus’s login, her phone call.I wove through the cubicles, my cream slacks brushing softly, and headed toward my desk, ready to check the Reid Corps follow-up reports. But before I could sit, Mr. Lawrence’s voice cut through the noise, calling from the conference room doorway.“Ms. Bennett, a moment, please,” he said, his gray suit impeccable, his expression stern as always.Beside him stood Ms. Carver, a board member known for her piercing questions and zero patience for delays.My stomach tightened—board members didn’t drop by for casual chats.I nodded, setting my soda on my desk, and followed them into the conference room, the glass walls giving a clear view of the bustling floor.Clar
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The first rays of dawn crept through the blinds of Nick’s apartment, painting faint stripes across the hardwood floor where I stood, stretching my arms above my head. I’d stayed the night, the warmth of his bed and the memory of our closeness lingering, but sleep had been restless, I kept thinking about the workstation we planned to check tonight. I wore one of Nick’s T-shirts, the hem brushing my thighs as I padded to the window, the city waking below in a soft haze of light. My coffee mug steamed on the sill, and I sipped it, the bitterness grounding me as I braced for the day.Nick stirred behind me, his footsteps soft as he joined me, his arms slipping around my waist, his chin resting on my shoulder. “Morning, Tee,” he murmured, his voice rough with sleep, his breath warm against my neck. “You’re up early. Thinking about our mission?”I leaned into him, his solidity easing the knot in my chest. “Yeah. I keep replaying everything—Suzan’s email, Jordan’s attitude, that coffee shop.
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The late afternoon sun cast a warm glow over the park near Haven Enterprises, where I’d slipped away to clear my head after the archive room meeting. I sat on a wooden bench, the faint rustle of leaves and distant laughter of kids on a playground softening the edges of my thoughts.My phone rested in my lap, a text to Ella half-typed: “Coming this weekend with Nick. How’s Mom holding up?” The Suzan-Marcus email weighed on me, a knot of suspicion tightening with every new clue, but I needed a moment to breathe, to reconnect with family before diving back into the mystery. I hit send, watching a squirrel dart across the grass, and let the park’s calm settle over me.Ella’s reply came fast: “Mom’s stressed but hiding it. Dad’s being a stubborn mule. Nick’s coming? OMG!”I stood, brushing off my green dress, and headed toward the office to grab my bag. The park’s peace lingered, but Suzan’s guarded face and Jordan’s evasiveness crept back, sharpening my focus. Torres’s workstation logs wo
