All Chapters of CEO's Regret - Losing Valentina: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

2 years ago – Friday 28th February Valentina The call came early on Friday morning. Dianne, my publisher, breathless with excitement and enthusiasm had told me that we had done it. My breath caught…A million...the number seemed unreal for a series that had been out for just a year and a half. We had sold a million books and had back orders. Told me to check my email and the confirmation of the bank transfer. "Do you know what that means Valentina? For you, for your future?" she asked. I think I was still in shock. The books had been bringing in a steady income. I hadn't needed to sell any of my mom's paintings for the last eighteen months. "That's wonderful Dianne. You know how important financial stability is to me." The was silence on the other end and then she sighed. “I know. The next time you open your banking app, you're going to be a millionaire my sweet girl. So cut yourself some slack and live a little." she said on a more serious note. I laughed. Between her and Liv

2 years ago – Saturday 29th February ValentinaI woke up later than normal, the sun already high in the sky.I blushed as last night came rushing back. Nashian had been an absolute animal. He had taken me three more times. In the shower, strapped to the bench and finally on the giant four poster bed. Each round had been more intense than the last, until writhing and screaming with overstimulation, I finally passed out. Knowing Nash, he probably just continued. But afterwards…this is when I know Nash cares even if he never says so. He took the time to clean me up, carry me back to my room and tuck me in. Our normal routine is a lazy Saturday. I get the day and then he goes out with friends or to attend functions in the evenings. I don’t get to ask where he goes or with who. And I especially don’t get to ask to accompany him. The contract was clear about that. It hurts, off course it does but those are the terms. I don’t mind what time he returns as long as I get Sunday. But tod

2 years ago – Saturday 29th February Valentina The air in my bedroom felt thick, charged with a tension that hadn't existed in this space ever. Nash was cuffed to my bed, his big tanned body spread before me like a feast. He looked up at me, his blue eyes wide, a mixture of curiosity, lust and instinctive resistance flickering in his gaze. And I was hungry, starving for my God, wetness already pooling at the crotch of the useless panties I was wearing. His eyes devoured me, coming back over and over to my plump breasts threatening to spill over the top of the corset. "You're sure about this, Val?" he rasped, his voice still carrying that authoritative edge he used when he wanted me on my knees. "I'm very sure," I whispered, leaning in to brush my lips against his ear. I could feel his muscles coil, his toned chest heaving as he instinctively tried to pull against the restraints. The metallic *clink-clink* of the cuffs echoed in the quiet room. He was a powerful man, and seeing

2 years ago – Saturday 29th FebruaryValentinaWe were both basking in the afterglow of my daring take over.I remembered how he had kissed me hungrily afterwards, still half shocked by what had happened, both of us still catching our breath. I had slipped out of his tight grip and grabbed the silk robe at the foot of the bed, telling him to stay put, I just needed to get something.Then I had come back, kneeling in front of him, my hands shaking violently as I held out the small navy ringbox to him. "I know you have never really done relationships," I'd whispered nervously. "And I've never had one either. But this last year...you were my first...my only...and you're it for me Nash. I don't want anyone else..." I said shakily.I felt him stiffen, that tall muscular frame had gone rigid. I put it down to being surprised and gathered my courage to carry on. "So this is me saying that maybe someday soon we could try being more than this. Maybe like a real couple, sharing holidays toget

Two Years Earlier - Monday, March 2nd 2024ValentinaI was lying by default, by omission.But it was still lying…and worse, to my best friend. To the person who had stood by me through every nightmare, every obstacle. Who had taken me into her home for a year and made me part of her family. All along she had been under the impression that Nash had fallen for me as hard and quickly as I had fallen for him. I couldn’t tell her about the contract. The NDA. The weekends. The rules. The fact that I wasn't even his girlfriend. I was an arrangement.Livvy reached across the table and squeezed my hand. "Val." I looked up. "You are brilliant."I groaned. "Liv stop—""No. Listen." Her grip tightened. "You're graduated before your twentieth birthday.” I rolled my eyes. "You are a gifted writer and artist.""Livvy." I protested, cheeks flushingShe looked at me...really looked "You're beautiful Val. Inside and out."My face flamed hotter. "Stop. You’re biased.""I'm serious." She pointed at me