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Mr. CEO

Author: Timi Rachael
last update publish date: 2026-04-12 21:45:47

Nathaniel's POV

I strode into the lobby of Coop Enterprises with long, purposeful steps. The polished marble floor reflected the high ceilings, but all I could see was today's outcome. It filled me with a sense of wicked joy to know that my father was about to be put in his place. He didn't even know what was coming. I was tempted to laugh out loud, but I caught myself just in time. Walking through my own lobby laughing like a villain wouldn't be a good look for the image I needed to project to
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  • Stranded on an Island with Mr. CEO   Making demands

    Ariana's POVIt felt like I was walking toward my own execution. My heart thumped frantically against my ribs, making me lightheaded. I kept telling myself to be brave, but with every step I took toward the shadows of that rusted street lamp, the air seemed to get thinner.He’s not going to hurt me, I tried to convince myself. Not in the middle of a street in Astoria. But I knew my father. I knew the man who had raised me, and I knew that logic didn't always apply to him when he was on a rave. The closer I got, the more my throat closed up, but I steeled my resolve. I wouldn't let him see me tremble. Not this time.I stopped several feet away at a safe distance, though it didn't feel safe enough. We stood there, the orange glow of the street light casting faint distorted shadows on the pavement between us. It was still daytime but the sun would go down soon. "Dad," I said, my voice flat and devoid of emotion.He looked at me, his eyes hooded and dark. A slow, mocking smile spread acr

  • Stranded on an Island with Mr. CEO   A happy visit

    Ariana's POVI stretched my arms over my head, feeling the satisfying ache in my muscles. I had put in ten hours of work already, my fingers flying across the keys as I processed the data for my remote contract. It was a nice burn, the kind that made me feel like I was accomplishing something on my own terms. The apartment was blissfully quiet since Maya had gone back to work for one of her twice-a-week office days, leaving me with nothing but my thoughts.I instinctively rubbed my stomach, a habit I had developed over the last few weeks. "Baby, you are eating so much," I whispered.I was constantly hungry these days. It felt like my body was a furnace, burning through everything I put into it. Since I had decided to stay with Maya for the time being because it felt safer and more grounded than moving again, I had used a small portion of my signing bonus to make the place more comfortable. I’d ordered some ergonomic furnishings for our workspace and a few high-end outfits for Maya to

  • Stranded on an Island with Mr. CEO   The fathers meet

    Third person POV He had been watching that house for days but the neighborhood was starting to itch. A couple of poke-nosers who couldn't mind their own damn business had already approached him with suspicious looks and questions. He had blown them off with a cool, practiced ease, but he wasn’t a fool. He knew the windows of opportunity were closing. Security was tightening, and he could feel the invisible eyes of whatever goons were sniffing around.It was Sunday evening, and he had been trailing the Donovan girl. She was a busybody herself, flitting from place to place, but today she had spent the better part of the afternoon with an uptight, clean-looking man. A white collar worker, by the look of his expensive shoes and the way he carried himself. They were currently at a dimly lit bar, and by the way the drinks were flowing, they were well on their way to being completely shit-faced.Arthur watched from a corner booth, his mind whirring. He needed to get her alone. He pulled a c

  • Stranded on an Island with Mr. CEO   Mr. CEO

    Nathaniel's POVI strode into the lobby of Coop Enterprises with long, purposeful steps. The polished marble floor reflected the high ceilings, but all I could see was today's outcome. It filled me with a sense of wicked joy to know that my father was about to be put in his place. He didn't even know what was coming. I was tempted to laugh out loud, but I caught myself just in time. Walking through my own lobby laughing like a villain wouldn't be a good look for the image I needed to project today.I needed my serious, A-grade persona. I needed to look like the man who couldn't be shaken.Lily met me near the elevators, her tablet already in hand. "Good morning, Mr. Coop. How are you today?""Morning, Lily," I said, feeling the adrenaline burn in my veins. "I’m good. How are you?"She smiled pleasantly. "I’m great. You look like you slept really well."I tried hard not to grin like an idiot. If only she knew that a few minutes of talking to Ariana had done more for my soul than a week

  • Stranded on an Island with Mr. CEO   Setting things right

    Nathaniel's POVFor the first time since the rescue, everything seemed alright with the world. Seeing Ariana, touching her, and knowing that she wasn't just safe but willing to let me back in, it was the ultimate motivation. I felt like a man who had finally found the ground beneath his feet after months at sea."To the office," I told the driver. Then, I pulled out my phone and messaged Gurner.Nathaniel: Status update on the acquisition?Gurner’s reply was almost instantaneous—a single, mischievous smirking emoji. I didn't want to worry about what he meant by that response, but with Gurner, results were the only thing that mattered.When we pulled into the parking lot of Coop Enterprises, I didn't wait for the driver to open the door. I stepped out and began a brisk walk toward the glass-and-steel lobby. Normally, I breezed through the halls like a god, barely noticing the faces of the people who kept things running. Today, I found myself noting them. The receptionists, the security

  • Stranded on an Island with Mr. CEO   Reunion at last

    Ariana's POV Seeing Nathaniel again, really seeing him, nothing could have prepared me for the ache that rippled through my heart. It was a physical pain, a tight tug in my chest that made it hard to draw a full breath. I looked at him and felt a surge of irrational anger mixed with overwhelming relief.He should have known. He should have understood that I wasn't running from him, but from the chaos his world represented. He should have come for me earlier. I didn't want to stay away or hide in this cramped apartment, I was just scared. Every time I thought about the pregnancy, his family, the media, and my father’s obsession made my blood run cold.But as I looked into his ever-familiar eyes—those deep, dark pools that held so much intensity—my anger began to melt. I couldn't resist him. I never could."You already know, don't you?" I asked, my voice low.Nathaniel went silent. That silence was my answer. He didn't deny it, didn't look surprised. He just watched me with a gaze so h

  • Stranded on an Island with Mr. CEO   The trail

    Nathaniel's POV I woke up before the sun had fully cleared the horizon. My body felt like it had been reconstructed out of rust and glass, but the routine of waking early was too deeply ingrained to break. For a moment, I looked at the intern sleeping beside me. She was curled into a ball under th

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  • Stranded on an Island with Mr. CEO   The price of a drop

    Ariana's POV The light that woke me up wasn’t the soft, filtered sun from my apartment window. It was a harsh, unforgiving glare that turned the blue tarp of our shelter into a glowing neon sheet. My head felt like someone was using a hammer on the inside of my skull, but the shivering had finally

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  • Stranded on an Island with Mr. CEO   Waking up

    Ariana's POVMy eyes felt like they had been glued shut with sand and salt. When they finally fluttered open, the first thing I saw was a face. A very handsome, very stern face that was far too close to mine.Then I realized where his hands were."Mr. Coop?" I rasped. My throat felt like I’d swallo

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  • Stranded on an Island with Mr. CEO   Slow roast

    Ariana's POV If I ever get off this island, I am going to find the person who invented the phrase "tropical paradise" and punch them right in the mouth.By noon on our second day, the sun wasn't just shining, it was attacking us. The air under our little blue tarp felt like a convection oven. I sa

    last updateLast Updated : 2026-03-17
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