บททั้งหมดของ The CEO Billionaire Collection: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

The spot he'd occupied was now taken over by a group of rowdy partygoers. His absence felt oddly conspicuous. How could someone with such a commanding presence simply vanish?Shaking off the peculiar sense of loss, I turned my focus back to Lila, her infectious energy pulling me back into the dance. Still, somewhere at the back of my mind, the question lingered: Who was he?The beat was infectious, coursing through my veins and making me feel alive. For a few fleeting moments, I let go of my inhibitions, and my worries about the family business, and simply reveled in the ecstatic frenzy around me. Lila's laughter mixed with the sounds of other party-goers, creating a symphony of carefree joy. I was in the moment, my feet moving of their own accord, each step in sync with the pulsing rhythm of the song.Just as I was getting into the groove, I felt an unfamiliar pair of hands latch onto my hips from behind. Startled, I was abruptly spun around to face the intrude

I laid back on the plush white sheets, a stark contrast to the sinewy, taut perfection that was Alex Newsome. My eyes had hungrily traced the contours of his muscles, each one defined to the point of artistic mastery—a Michelangelo's David brought to life. His was like brushed steel under the soft lights, and I was momentarily lost in the landscape of his physical prowess. Broad shoulders tapered down to a chiseled torso, muscles rippling with every movement. His body was a testament to discipline and raw, masculine allure."God, you're gorgeous," he said, his voice husky as his eyes roamed over me. It was a tone that was both approving and filled with undeniable desire—a tone that had made my heart race.His hands—those large, skillful hands—traced a path along my body, igniting a fire with every touch. His lips followed, tender yet demanding, leaving a trail of scorching kisses that made me gasp. When he finally reached my most intimate place, his touch was both teas

Mayer Financials loomed ahead, its towering edifice a testament to decades of financial prowess and its prominence in Willowbrook. The slate-gray stone building with sleek glass windows was one of the tallest structures downtown, casting a long shadow over the neighboring establishments. The Mayer name was emblazoned in gold letters above the entrance, a symbol of the institution's lasting legacy.This wasn't just another financial firm; it was a linchpin of the community. So many small businesses in the region leaned heavily on Mayer Financials for their financial needs, guidance, and stability. The ripple effects of a collapse would be catastrophic, not just for my family but for the entire community.With a deep breath, I pushed open the heavy glass doors and stepped into the luxurious marble-floored lobby. The soft chime of my heels echoed as I made my way to the elevator, feeling the weight of the impending meeting on my shoulders. Once on the top floor, I hurried

ELLIEThe moment I stepped into the room, it felt like the universe had played the cruelest joke on me. Alex Newsome, the billionaire CEO of Newsome Holdings, was also the man I had a wild, one-night stand with in Vegas nearly a month ago. Of all the gin joints in all the towns in all the world, he walks into mine.I could feel my face draining of color as if all the blood had decided it needed a quick vacation. "Ellie, you alright?" My dad’s voice cut through the thick fog of shock settling in my brain.Summoning every ounce of wit, I grinned, "Oh, just absolutely thrilled to finally meet the man behind the Newsome Holdings empire. After all, didn’t you just finalize a deal for a tech firm in Silicon Valley, and aren’t you also pioneering some green initiatives on Wall Street? Quite the businessman."Alex arched an eyebrow, his expression the picture of smooth confidence. "Impressed you know so much about my company, Ms. Mayer.""

Back in my room, I headed to the shower, letting the warm water cascade over me, washing away the sweat and, metaphorically at least, the complexities of the day. It was a brief respite, a momentary sanctuary from the maelstrom of thoughts and emotions that had been swirling within.As the water coursed over me, I resolved to regain my focus. Ellie might be an unexpected entanglement, a distraction unlike any other, but I was still Alex, still the master of my fate. Whatever lay ahead, I'd face it head-on. Business, emotions, and everything in between.The steady stream of warm water flowed down, cascading over my body, bringing with it the sweet illusion of purification. The rhythmic pulse of the droplets seemed to sync with the pulsations of my heartbeat, an ever-present reminder of Ellie and the night that refused to be forgotten.The memories came flooding back, unbidden and irresistible. The soft gasps, the tantalizing interplay of shadow and light on her nude form, the way her