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Sweet Submission: Love Me, Mr. Billionaire Mother & Daughter Meeting
Skylar The past few weeks had been a whirlwind of anticipation, but today, as I stepped out of Elegance Jewelry's headquarters, a radiant smile spread across my face. Clutched in my hand was the official letter confirming my position as a jewelry designer at one of Elegance Company. My fingers trembled slightly from joy. I wanted to laugh, cry, and scream all at once. I had done it! Without hesitation, I pulled out my phone and dialed my mother’s number. Even with all the excitement bubbling inside me, my first instinct was to call her — the woman who had shaped so much of who I was, the reason I had fallen in love with making jewelry in the first place. The line rang a few times before she finally answered. "Hello?" Her voice was cool, a bit cold, reminding me of the strain in our relationship. "Mom, it's me," I began, trying to control my excitement just a little. "I have some news I'd love to share with you. Could we meet for lunch today?" There was a pause, and I cou
Last Updated : 2025-04-14Sweet Submission: Love Me, Mr. Billionaire Cooking Gone Wrong
SkylarAfter I left the café that afternoon, I couldn’t stop smiling. My heart felt so full it might burst. The talk with Mom had gone better than I dared to hope.For the first time in a long while, her coldness had melted—even if just a little.Hearing her proud voice, seeing her tear up over my new job at Elegance Jewelry, felt like a piece of my world sliding back into place.And I couldn’t wait to share that joy with Cole.The second I walked through the door, the house felt too quiet, too ordinary, for the way I felt. I wanted to mark the day, to make it special. I wanted to do something for him for the encouragement and support.I thought about what I could do for him.I knew money was never a problem for Cole. It never had been, and honestly, I didn’t have the kind of wealth he was controlling anyway. Throwing gifts or fancy things at him would be meaningless. I realized I needed something real. Something he would actually appreciate. And then it hit me — I could still cook
Last Updated : 2025-04-15Sweet Submission: Love Me, Mr. Billionaire Getting To Know Him More
SkylarCole stood at the doorway, suit jacket off, tie loosened, eyes darting between me and Ingrid.“What’s going on here?” he asked, stepping inside.“Welcome back, Young Master,” Ingrid chimed in smoothly, her voice calm as if she hadn’t just spent the last ten minutes trying to drag me out of the kitchen. Then, without missing a beat, she turned to me — arms folded, one brow slightly raised — her whole stance screaming ‘I told you so’ without even needing to say a word. I could feel my cheeks burn as I stood there, caught red-handed with an apron around my waist, a spoon in my hand, and guilt practically written all over my face.I rubbed my arm, feeling the embarrassment crawl all over me.“I… passed the assessment test at Elegance Jewelry today,” I confessed quietly. “And I wanted to celebrate with you. So, I thought I’d cook.”I stole a quick glance at him, half-expecting the usual — a lecture or at least a reminder about how I wasn’t supposed to set foot in the kitchen after
Last Updated : 2025-04-15Sweet Submission: Love Me, Mr. Billionaire Elysian Crest
Cole “And based on the revised forecasts, we’re expecting a steady sixteen percent growth this quarter, Mr. Buckman.” Harris’s voice quivered slightly, despite his effort to sound confident. I sat at the head of the long conference table, silently listening to Harris, one of the senior executives from our Westbrook subsidiary company, stumbling his way through the quarterly report as I kept my eyes on the numbers projected on the screen behind him. Sixteen percent. The more I stared at the figures, the clearer the lie became. The numbers didn’t match the reports I’d reviewed last week, and the margins were too clean, too convenient. “As for cost reductions,” Harris pressed on, clicking the laser pointer to shift the slide, “the third phase of restructuring has significantly lowered our overhead, placing the company in a strong position heading into the next fiscal year.” A beat of silence followed. I leaned back slightly, folding my hands together. His voice wavered as he contin
Last Updated : 2025-04-16Sweet Submission: Love Me, Mr. Billionaire Price Tag
Cole “You look stunning tonight,” I said as soon as I approached her, watching her cheeks flush just slightly, the way they always did when I caught her off guard.She tried to play it cool, brushing a strand of hair away from her face.“Thanks,” she murmured, that proud little smile tugging at the corner of her lips. “Shall we?”The second we walked in, a sharply dressed waiter, hands clasped neatly behind his back, appeared and showed us to our table.As soon as we sat down, I turned toward Skylar, leaning back slightly.“So,” I said, tilting my head. “Mind explaining what you meant by this arrangement? You were pretty quick to make it sound like you had a plan.”Skylar met my gaze, her fingers lightly brushing the edge of the table, her expression soft. Her lips curved into a playful smile. "I wanted to do something for you. Since you celebrated my success with that incredible, delicious Beef Wellington meal you made for me, and since I can't exactly return the favor in the kitc
Last Updated : 2025-04-17Sweet Submission: Love Me, Mr. Billionaire Uninvited Encounter
SkylarI didn’t expect this restaurant to be so expensive, and to make things worse, Cole picked the most expensive dishes on the menu. I felt like I’d wandered into a luxury auction instead of a dinner date.The prices were way beyond my budget, and for a moment, I couldn’t help but wonder if Cole was deliberately ordering the most expensive dishes on purpose. But when I looked into his eyes, they looked so calm and sincere. Maybe I was just overthinking it. Maybe he didn’t even notice how costly everything was. Still, as the waiter listed off their chef’s specials and Cole ordered without a hint of hesitation, I felt my stomach tighten into knots.He picked the Chilean sea bass carpaccio, and the A5 Wagyu ribeye — not just one, but two portions. Two. My heart nearly stopped. I knew Wagyu was expensive, but when I saw the price printed on the menu — two hundred and fifty dollars per slice — I could practically hear my savings account cry out in agony. It became so obvious that I
Last Updated : 2025-04-17Sweet Submission: Love Me, Mr. Billionaire Extended Invitation
Skylar Cole's head turned, eyes narrowing slightly as he recognized Ethan."Oh…that's Ethan and his fiancee," he said, already shifting in his seat like he was about to stand. “We should probably invite them over.”No. No, no, no.Without thinking, I reached out and called his name, my voice a little too sharp. "Cole, no!"He paused, turning back to me with a puzzled expression. I realized I had overreacted when his brows lifted slightly, waiting for an explanation.Damn!My mouth blurted out the first excuse it could find. "I just... I don’t want us to be disturbed tonight," I said quietly, twisting my fingers together under the table. "It’s our first official date, after all."The moment the words left my mouth, I regretted them. Date? Had I really just said that out loud? Cole’s eyebrow lifted higher, and a slow, teasing smile crept across his face."Date?"I swallowed the lump in my throat and nodded, too far in to back out now. "Yeah, I just thought... it’d be nice to spend the
Last Updated : 2025-04-18Sweet Submission: Love Me, Mr. Billionaire The Confrontation
ColeI stood at the sink, deliberately washing my hands slowly, not because I needed to — but because I was waiting. I knew it wouldn’t take long before Ethan showed up.And as expected, I heard Ethan’s footsteps behind me enter the restroom before he spoke. “Nice to see you again, Cole,” Ethan said, sliding in beside me with that old, smug grin. “I heard about your little stunt at the Westbrook meeting. Congrats on making more enemies. Celebrating with your wife, huh?”Instead, I shot him a casual glance in the mirror as I continued washing my hands.“Oh, you heard…funny,” I said evenly, “I noticed you are also here with your fiance- Did you also come to celebrate with her? Too bad I haven’t heard of any big moves from you lately—nothing that makes headlines, anyway. Guess there’s nothing to congratulate.”His expression froze for a split second, but that was enough for me to see the flash of irritation in his eyes. His grin faltered. It was a small victory, but it felt satisfying.
Last Updated : 2025-04-19
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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'
Sweet Submission: Love Me, Mr. Billionaire Backlash
SkylarI stood there, stunned.My heart was pounding so fast, I could barely hear the sounds around me. Ethan's words kept ringing in my ears. "Skylar McLair is now officially promoted to the position of Senior Creative Manager."What did he just say?For a moment, I honestly thought I misheard him. When he started with the dismissal—announcing I would no longer be the junior creative manager—I wasn’t shocked. I even expected it. This was Ethan after all. Petty revenge was his favorite game. I braced myself for some cruel demotion, a transfer, or a public humiliation.But a promotion?Senior Creative Manager?And the lead for the entire biannual product line presentation?That was... insane. And he was just standing there, looking so smug, grinning like a fool who thought he’d just handed me the world on a silver platter.I wanted to shake him right there. To ask him what the hell he was thinking of giving me a promotion just when we were still recovering from a misunderstood scandal?
Sweet Submission: Love Me, Mr. Billionaire Gamechanger
EthanI parked my car in the company parking lot, about to head in to pick up some files I needed from the office.It was late, close to midnight. I had spent the whole day, every exhausting minute of it, with Celeste, trying to appease her and play the loving, loyal fiancée so that her trust in me wouldn't waver so easily.I was quite surprised that the scandal had burned so fast that before I could even act on it, it disappeared like it had never happened.It didn’t make sense to me that it could just disappear from the internet, so I dug deeper. I wanted to know how that could happen. That was when I discovered something even more surprising—the IT team from Buckman Corporation was the one that cleaned up everything. That could only mean one thing.Cole Buckman was involved.I let out a short laugh and smirked to myself. I could only imagine the expression on Cole’s face while he read the articles and blogs that had posted pictures of me and Skylar. He probably deleted everything
