All Chapters of Romancing Mr. CEO: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

ROMANCING MR. CEO She came to steal his heart. He might just steal hers first. To the world, Elise is nothing more than an ordinary fresh graduate returning from the States, ready to begin her career. But beneath her innocent façade lies a brilliant mind, an iron will, and a carefully guarded secret. She is the heiress to the Morettis’ greatest rival, a woman raised with privilege but never spoiled by it. Stubborn, grounded, and fiercely independent, Elise has never been one to back down from a challenge. Especially when it comes to Reou Alexander Moretti, her first love. Long before he became the cold and intimidating CEO of the Moretti empire, Elise knew Reou as the boy burdened by expectations no child should have carried. As the only heir to his family’s business, his future had already been decided for him. His parents demanded excellence, expected unquestioning obedience, and even wanted him to secure an heir as early as possible. To them, his life was another investment

Elise’s POVNo.No, no, no.I stared at the newspaper as though the headline might disappear if I glared hard enough.It didn’t.REOU ALEXANDER MORETTI ANNOUNCES ENGAGEMENT.The letters remained perfectly intact, cruelly bold against the paper.I blinked.Once.Twice.Then I flipped the page, as if the truth might be hiding somewhere on the other side.Perhaps this was an old issue. Perhaps the headline was misleading. Perhaps the journalist had confused Reou with another Moretti.There were plenty of Morettis in the business world, weren’t there?Surely, the universe wouldn’t be so heartless as to let me return home after years of longing, only to greet me with the announcement of my first love’s engagement.I looked at the photograph again.Black hair. Sharp jaw. Broad shoulders. That infuriatingly composed expression.Reou Alexander Moretti.Oh, it was definitely him.My stomach dropped.“You’re kidding me,” I whispered.I quickly scanned the article, my eyes moving over every line

CHAPTER 4 Three Days With Mr. Moretti Elise’s POV Three weeks at Moretti Group had taught me two things. First, I was very good at my job. Second, Rylee Moretti was a workplace hazard. “Good morning, beautiful.” I kept my eyes on my computer. “Good morning. Have you tried greeting people without flirting?” “I have. It was a terrible experience.” “Tragic. Should I call an ambulance?” He laughed, pulling a chair beside my desk. “Dinner with me tonight?” “No.” “Tomorrow?” “No.” “Coffee?” “Rylee, at this point, even your calendar deserves a restraining order.” He clutched his chest. “And here I am, offering you the privilege of my company.” “I’m sure the company has a department for that.” “Cruel woman.” “Persistent man.” He grinned. “You like me.” “I tolerate you. There’s a difference.” “It’s a start.” I shook my head as he finally returned to his desk. Rylee was charming, annoyingly thoughtful, and far too handsome for someone with so little shame. Unfortunately

ROMANCING MR. CEOElise’s POVIf patience were a person, I would have strangled it at the airport.Not literally, of course. I was a lady. A well-educated, well-mannered lady who had spent four years in the States learning to control her emotions.Unfortunately, none of my degrees had prepared me for dealing with Reou Alexander Moretti.He walked several steps ahead of me, speaking to one of the company executives while two bodyguards followed behind him. His expression was unreadable, his posture immaculate, and his entire existence infuriatingly attractive.Meanwhile, I was dragging my luggage behind me, trying very hard not to look like a woman who had spent the last four years waiting for this exact moment.Four years.And the man couldn’t even spare me a proper conversation.Wonderful, Aurora. Absolutely wonderful.I adjusted the strap of my bag and hurried to catch up with him.“Mr. Moretti.”He glanced at me.“Yes?”“Nothing. I was just checking if you were still alive.”His ey

ROMANCING MR. CEOElise’s POVThe night ended without another word from Reou.Not that I expected one.I was beginning to understand that expecting anything from that man was a dangerous habit, much like drinking coffee on an empty stomach or believing a beautiful dress could fix a terrible day.Still, when Mr. Bennet finally told me I could rest for the evening, I found myself glancing toward the other side of the banquet hall.Reou was still there, surrounded by business partners and executives, looking every bit like the man who owned the room without needing to raise his voice.He didn’t look my way.Not once.“Good night, Mr. Bennet,” I said, forcing a smile.“Good work tonight, Miss Elise. Make sure to get enough rest. Tomorrow will be a busy day.”“I will, sir. Good night.”I collected my things and left without asking whether Mr. Moretti planned to do the same.Because, honestly, what would I have done with the answer?If he said he was staying, I would probably imagine him sp