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Sweet Submission: Love Me, Mr. Billionaire A Misunderstood Effort
Skylar When I woke up the next morning, the room felt too big, too empty. The soft mattress beneath me, the luxurious silk sheets—it all felt foreign. I turned my head slightly, taking in the elegant but unfamiliar room. Then, reality hit me. This was Cole’s house. My home… The memory of the flames and smoke filled my mind, and I felt a dull ache in my chest. Everything I had known was gone in a single night. I took a deep breath, not wanting to get emotional this early morning. The weight in my chest grew heavier as I recalled everything that had happened. I had told my mother about my marriage, thinking, hoping, that she would understand. That she would see my choice for what it was—a way to help our family. I had expected shock, maybe even reluctance, but not the sheer fury in her voice when she lashed out at me. "Did I raise you to be like this?" she had shouted, her face pale with disbelief. "Selling yourself for money and power? Betraying Ethan like this?" The hurt had s
Last Updated : 2025-02-28Sweet Submission: Love Me, Mr. Billionaire Company's heir
Cole I hadn't expected my remark to provoke such a strong reaction from Skylar. She misunderstood me, but I didn't bother to explain. I never ate breakfast at home—it simply wasn't a habit of mine. But I let her believe whatever she wanted. At least she had the energy to be upset, to argue, to vent her frustration. It meant she was recovering from yesterday’s events, regaining the fire I saw in her when she yelled at me. That was a good sign. I watched her glare at me, her lips pressed together in defiance, and for some reason, I found it amusing. I felt an unexpected tug at the corner of my mouth—a smile forming before I even realized it. How odd. But as my car approached the company building, the amusement faded, replaced by the cold, detached expression I usually wore. There was no room for warmth in the world I had to navigate. I had work to do. Xavier stood by the company door, already waiting for me. Immediately I got to him, I asked in a serious tone. “Are you ready?” “Y
Last Updated : 2025-03-01Sweet Submission: Love Me, Mr. Billionaire Temptation in the Night
Cole I walked into the bar, and the scent of liquor and smoke filled the air. As I headed inside, I spotted my friends immediately—Adrian and Fred, sitting in a booth, drinks already in hand. The moment they saw me, Adrian let out a sharp whistle. “Well, well, if it isn’t the man of the hour.” Fred grinned, raising his glass. “To Cole Buckman. The new heir. The man who took an empire with nothing but his iron will.” I slid into the booth, chuckling as they gestured for me to sit. Adrian pushed a drink toward me. “You did it, man. And you didn’t just take over—you crushed every single one of them.” Fred leaned forward, eyes gleaming with amusement. “The board didn’t stand a chance. Hell, even your father couldn’t stop you.” I swirled the whiskey in my glass, letting their words settle. They weren’t wrong though. I hadn’t just successfully taken over the company—I had seized it with an iron grip. I took a slow sip of my drink, the burn of alcohol sharp against
Last Updated : 2025-03-02Sweet Submission: Love Me, Mr. Billionaire Avoiding Him
Skylar I stayed in bed longer than usual, pretending I needed more sleep. But in reality, I was just avoiding Cole. After what happened last night, facing him felt impossible. My heart still raced when I thought about it—the weight of his body, the heat of his breath so close to mine, the way his lips had barely brushed against the corner of my mouth. Just thinking about it made my face burn. I groaned and pulled the blanket over my head. Maybe if I stayed here longer, he would have gone to work and I wouldn’t have to see him. I waited for a long time, before I finally got up and freshened myself before heading downstairs, telling myself that he must have left for work by now. I came to an abrupt stop at the bottom of the stairs. My eyes widened, and a soft gasp escaped before I could stop it. He was seated by the counter, casually scrolling through his tablet as if he had all the time in the world. Completely at ease. To my horror, Cole was still in the house. He wasn’t at
Last Updated : 2025-03-03Sweet Submission: Love Me, Mr. Billionaire Friends Reunion
Skylar “Finally! I was starting to think you had disappeared off the face of the earth,” Amber, my best friend, exclaimed the moment she saw me and pulled me into a tight hug. “Amber! I've missed you so much,” I exclaimed, excited to see her after a long time since she travelled. “I've missed you more, Sky. Although, I don't know why you hadn't had time for us to see ever since I got back,” Amber complained with a pout. I smiled apologetically. “I’ve been… busy.” We found a table and sat down, and the moment they did, Amber gave me a curious look. “Busy with what? Do you still work at that restaurant?” She asked and then narrowed her eyes at me suspiciously. “I hope that scumbag hasn’t been bothering you anymore?" I knew exactly who she meant. Ethan. I shook my head. "No, Amber. Ethan hasn't been pestering me. It’s strange, actually. It’s like he disappeared overnight." Amber’s eyes widened. "Disappeared? To where? That’s not like him at all. That arrogant jerk was obse
Last Updated : 2025-03-04Sweet Submission: Love Me, Mr. Billionaire Revealing the Truth
Skylar As expected, Amber nearly choked on her drink. “Wait, what?” I winced at her reaction, already anticipating the flood of questions. She appeared frozen, just gawking at me, probably waiting for me to laugh and tell her I was kidding. When she didn't get the reaction she was expecting from me, she exclaimed louder. “You—Skylar, you got married?! Are you kidding me right now? And you didn’t tell me?” Amber’s voice was sharp with disbelief as she gaped at me, her eyes wide with shock. She looked like I had just told her I was moving to another planet. “When did this happen? Is that why you suddenly grew distant? who did you get married to?” I swallowed, feeling my throat go dry. My fingers instinctively played with the hem of my sleeve as I hesitated. Glancing around to make sure there weren’t too many people around—because I knew how dramatic and loud Amber could be—I finally said, “Cole Buckman.” The moment the name left my lips, Amber’s jaw dropped. Her expres
Last Updated : 2025-03-05Sweet Submission: Love Me, Mr. Billionaire In His Arms
Skylar "I can't believe you’re wasting your beauty like this, Sky! You have such a great figure, yet you insist on dressing like you’re some boring secretary in a dull office drama,” Amber rolled her eyes as she pushed me toward a high-end clothing store. She had been nagging me for nearly twenty minutes after we met at the Cafe. Ever since she found out I was married to Cole, she had been criticizing my lack of effort in dressing up as a ‘billionaire’s wife'. I let out a tired sigh, already knowing this conversation was going nowhere. "Amber, I really don’t see the big deal. They’re just clothes." Amber gasped, placing a hand over her chest like I had just uttered something blasphemous. "Just clothes? Sky, that’s an insult to someone like me! Fashion is an art, a language. It tells the world who you are before you even open your mouth. And right now, you’re practically telling people you don’t exist!" She flipped her hair dramatically and gestured to herself. "Look at me!
Last Updated : 2025-03-06Sweet Submission: Love Me, Mr. Billionaire Tending Wounds
Cole "How long do you plan to stay in my arms?" I asked in a cold tone. Skylar briefly met my eyes before quickly pulling away as she regained her composure. I'd just left the building where I went to see a business client when I saw Skylar heading toward the busy street. In an instant, a car came speeding down the road. I didn’t even think twice. I ran after her and reached her just in time. I grabbed her arm and pulled her away from the danger. The truck roared past us, and for a moment, my heart pounded with relief as well as anger. I couldn’t believe that Skylar would run into traffic like that. It felt as if she didn’t care about her own safety at all. Without wasting time, I carried Skylar into my car. As I pulled her inside, my eyes burned with both worry and anger. Did she even know how close she was to being hit by that truck?! The thought made my heart pound as my hand tightened on the steering wheel. She had no idea—no idea how one small mistake could have cost he
Last Updated : 2025-03-07
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Sweet Submission: Love Me, Mr. Billionaire A Friend's Betrayal
Skylar"Skylar McLair."Ethan's voice was calm, but each word felt like a slap across my face. "The entire board of directors and I are very disappointed in you."I turned toward him as my heart began to race. There was a pin-drop silence in the room, the kind that only came before a storm.He sat there, his expression unreadable as he announced in a cold voice,"As the managing director of this company, I cannot—will not—tolerate this injustice. For stealing and presenting your colleague's work and attempting to pass it off as yours, you will be removed as the lead designer for this event."The floor beneath me felt like it gave way. But he didn’t stop there."Additionally, for bringing the company this kind of shame and disgrace, you will be stripped of your position as the Senior Creative Manager, and Ivana, in turn, will become the acting Senior Creative Manager."No. No, this can't be happening."What?! Ethan, no! You can't do that! She's lying!" I finally managed to scream, my v
Sweet Submission: Love Me, Mr. Billionaire Irrefutable Evidence
SkylarI stood there, still as a statue, my heart thudding in my chest, hands lightly clenched at my sides. Everyone in the conference room was staring at me, but I couldn’t understand why. Ethan, who had been smiling earlier, suddenly cleared his throat.I looked at him, waiting for feedback, hoping maybe he had questions or minor suggestions—something to fine-tune the work I’d spent so many nights agonizing over."Skylar," he began in a sharp voice, "What exactly is the meaning of this? Did you come here just to waste everyone’s time?"I blinked, confused. A low murmur started somewhere in the back of the room."Excuse me?" I asked politely, furrowing my brows. "I'm... not sure what you mean. I spent a great deal of time creating this design. If there’s anything you feel needs improvement, I’m more than willing to make the necessary corrections."Ethan let out a short, dry scoff that sent a wave of unease through me."Corrections?" he asked mockingly. "Why would I correct a plagiar
Sweet Submission: Love Me, Mr. Billionaire Presentation Day
SkylarThe past few days rushed by like a blur. With each ticking second, the pre-launch event for the biannual collection drew closer. I could feel the pressure mounting, but I didn’t let it weigh me down. Instead, I poured myself into my work with everything I had. This wasn’t just another jewelry design for me—it has to be the one. I wanted to create something that would leave a mark, something timeless, something people would talk about long after the event.I barely had time to look up from my work, but now and then, I caught glimpses of Ethan around the company. He still worked here, obviously, but ever since Mrs. Popeye, the sharp-eyed and all-business representative from the headquarters, had arrived to oversee things, Ethan had completely backed off. He no longer came close, never tried to chat or talk to me outside work hours, and most importantly, he couldn’t interfere with my work anymore. That alone gave me peace of mind.Finally, I could breathe. With Ethan out of the
Sweet Submission: Love Me, Mr. Billionaire Guardian Angel
Skylar It wasn’t until Ivana stepped out of the office that I finally reached for my phone,and dialed Cole's number.He picked up after the first ring. “Skylar,” he said in that familiar voice of his, smooth and teasing, “did you like your gift?"I smiled instantly, my eyes softening as I leaned against the edge of my desk. “I did. very well. It was perfect. Thank you so much, Cole.”He chuckled lightly. “Don’t mention it. I just knew you’d need it today. How did it go?”I breathed in deeply, feeling the weight of the day slowly lift. “Better than I expected. I wanted to thank you… for always believing in me. You always find a way to pull me through.”There was a pause on the line, followed by a soft sigh. “You’re stronger than you think, Sky. I just help you see that sometimes.”I bit my lip, caught off guard by the sudden warmth that surged through me. The way he had called me ‘Sky’— so effortlessly, so familiarly— made my heart skip a beat."Will you be coming back home today?" I
Sweet Submission: Love Me, Mr. Billionaire Redemption
SkylarFrom the moment I stepped into the office building, I could instantly tell that something had shifted slightly. The hallway wasn’t filled with murmurs or eyes silently accusing me of things I hadn’t done. It was quiet.I blinked, wondering if I was dreaming or if maybe everyone had decided to take the day off.Had Cole done something? Was this what he meant by a "gift"?I didn’t have long to ponder before Athena, yes, Tara’s sharp-tongued assistant, walked into my office. She knocked lightly before pushing the door open, her expression surprisingly neutral. Not smug. Not irritated.“Miss Tara would like to see you in the boardroom, Skylar,” Athena said.Her voice wasn’t curt or laced with any sort of hidden contempt. There was even a calmness to it… maybe even admiration?I blinked again. “I’ll be there shortly,” I responded softly, grabbing a notepad even though I wasn’t sure I’d need it.Athena gave a small nod before stepping out.I smoothed down my skirt, took a calming br
Sweet Submission: Love Me, Mr. Billionaire The Push I Needed
Skylar I was buried beneath my pillow, trying to drown out the morning light and the buzz of reality that I wasn’t ready to face. My phone had rung three times now, vibrating furiously on the nightstand, but I had no intention of picking it up. I just wanted to stay in bed. Forever, if possible.Work? That was a word I didn’t want to hear.The events of the past few days had worn me out. The promotion—if I could even call it that—felt like a punishment. My colleagues looked at me differently now. No one smiled at me in the hallways. Whispers always followed me wherever I went. Even the work atmosphere felt choking and suffocating, to the point that I couldn't really concentrate anymore.How could I work in such a toxic environment?This morning, I decided enough was enough. I wasn't going back to that office anymore.I pulled the blanket tighter around me, ready to resume sleeping when the door suddenly creaked open."Skylar?" Ingrid's voice came in soft, almost coaxing. "Aren't you
Sweet Submission: Love Me, Mr. Billionaire Strategic Counter
Cole"Fire him," I said flatly.Xavier, who had just stepped into my office, blinked. "Sir?""The guard you assigned to watch Skylar," I repeated, my voice colder now. "If he can’t do his damn job, then why is he employed?"Xavier didn’t even attempt to defend the man. He nodded immediately, his expression tight with regret. "Understood. I’m sorry for the way things have been going. Don’t worry, I'll personally handle it."I leaned back in my chair, fingers drumming on the surface of my desk. I didn’t care for excuses today. Not when everything was already spiraling out of control."And the reporter or blogger, whoever he is?" I asked, looking up at him. "The one who posted the videos and pictures?"Xavier hesitated. "We’re still tracking them down. They’ve covered their tracks well, but we’re working on it."I slammed my palm on the desk, the sharp sound bouncing off the office walls. "A single person, Xavier. One man. I don’t care what he’s done—he is not a ghost. Utilize everything
Sweet Submission: Love Me, Mr. Billionaire Question Of The Heart
SkylarI stared blankly at the screen in front of me, my fingers resting on the keyboard but not moving at all. My body was there—sitting at my desk, dressed in work clothes, staring at data I couldn't process—but my mind was far, far away.Since the promotion announcement in the conference room, I felt like a ghost. Whispers followed me like shadows. Stares burned my back. Conversations fell silent the moment I walked into a room. And above it all, Ethan’s smug face lingered in my memory like a scar I couldn’t stop touching.I should have stayed strong. I should have ignored it all and focused on work. But it was so hard to focus when every time I blinked, I saw his eyes—that look of smug victory in the conference room. It made my stomach twist with dread—and a deep, pulsing anger.Ivana never came to check on me… as expected. Rather, she kept her distance, and I never saw her around.My phone suddenly rang.I blinked and looked down. Mom.My heart sank. Slowly, I picked it up and an
Sweet Submission: Love Me, Mr. Billionaire Shielded Truth
EthanI leaned back in my chair, watching the corners of my lips curl in amusement. The image of Skylar’s face back in the conference room was still fresh in my mind—tense, shocked, trying to piece together what had just happened. The memory brought a certain satisfaction, a sense of justice delivered in silence. She had thought herself clever, flaunting Cole in front of me that night, pretending I no longer existed. Well, let her enjoy the heat now.Mason stood across the desk, going through some documents, talking numbers and projections. I nodded now and then, pretending to listen, though my mind was elsewhere—until my phone rang. It was Celeste.“Why did you promote Skylar?” she asked immediately I picked the call, her voice sharp and direct.My grip on the phone tightened slightly. I exchanged a brief glance with Mason, who quietly excused himself, sensing the shift in my mood. I leaned forward and lowered my voice.“Celeste,” I said calmly, “where did you hear that?”“That wasn'
