Novel & Cerita Ceo Plus-size Crush

i know he doesn't like me not that he hates me but we don't have more that just a classmates relationship we never really talked when we were in school so I wonder what he wants to say. you are hired. what!!! I was shocked and out of words to say.i would have really would have rejected the job because am not sure if I can work freely having him around but still the job pays will and I need to money how can I miss this just because of a stupid crush I have on him,when he's not even affected by my presence. I turned my back to face him. thanks Ryan, when can I start working? you can start working on Monday, and take note am your boss and not your class mate so I don't want to hear my name from

Abigail wasn’t about to be bullied or shamed into emptying her accounts on a single dress. “Nonsense.” Cleo waved her off. “I’m sure we can find something.” “But--” “And it’ll be fun!” Cleo clamped her manicured hands around Abigail’s wrist and pulled her towards Uniq Boutique. ‘Just smile and nod, then you’ll be free in five minutes,’ Abigail said to herself, taking a deep breath as she followed Cleo inside. The second she stepped through the automatic glass doors, Abigail felt underdressed and out of place in her grey, ripped jeans and F.R.I.E.N.D.S. t-shirt. She stuffed her hands in her back pockets, peering around the room as a sales rep approached them.

Since the meeting directly impacted her job, Elizabeth had no choice but to head in with him when they got to Crush. Dimly lit and deathly silent, the empty club gave off an eerie, forlorn atmosphere of a place that was usually bustling with people but was now abandoned. And as they strolled through the main floor, weaving between tables stacked high with chairs, Austin couldn't help but think of the decaying malls and ghost towns he once saw on some urban exploration channel on YouTube. Rex, Crush's manager and the man responsible for Austin's week-long loss of income, was already situated at the bar, paging through what appeared to be one of the daily newspapers. He looked up at the sound

She asked him, already feeling jealous that another lady was getting so close to someone who just caught her eyes. Before Fredrick could squint through the glare of the chandelier to get a better look, the Master of Ceremonies cleared his throat into the microphone, his voice commanding the room’s full attention. "Years ago, Clove International was founded on a simple principle: that true elegance cannot be manufactured; it must be lived," the MC announced, his hands gesturing toward the massive, dark screens behind him. "Tonight, we are proud to debut the first official campaign of our new global division. A campaign that represents a deliberate, powerful departure from the past. We didn't

I whispered, my heart starting to thud against my ribs. "Mr. Cardiff. Quinn Cardiff." The name hit me like a physical blow. Cardiff. My eyes darted around the room. On a sleek mahogany dresser sat a framed cover of Forbes. A man with dark, windswept hair and eyes that looked like they could freeze fire stared back. Quinn Cardiff. The "King of Content." The CEO of Cardiff Media Group. He was the man who owned the industry. He only took on the elite, the top 1% of models and A-listers. And he was my husband’s biggest rival.

"Mimi's Fashion Corner posted for a sales associate. They want someone who understands plus-size customers. I think... I could be good at it." "You will be amazing," Lila said, squeezing her hand. "Go show them what a rejected girl can become." Three years later, at twenty-two, Chloe Brownish had transformed. The soft, insecure teen had grown into a striking woman. Her long wavy dark hair fell in rich cascades down her back. Warm brown skin glowed with health, and her curves — full breasts, rounded belly, wide hips, and thick thighs — moved with a quiet confidence she had fought hard to claim. She still carried the scars, but she wore them like armor now.

Utterly humiliating. The moment she turned on her phone, the screen was flooded with dozens of notifications that tore at her heart. Messages full of insults from Gavin's family, along with a short video circulating online: Plus-Size Girl Humiliated on Her Engagement Day. The video clearly showed her falling hard to the floor with her dress torn.

The moment would have been so perfect if not for us talking about his relationship with Celine. The 'talk' circles around his highschool life along with his relationship with his ex and only girlfriend. The jealousy that crept up my body is hard to deal with especially with the way he describes her. When Callum talks about Celine,he was a completely a different person. He wasn't a jerk nor a cold boss. I wonder why I bother listening to his talk because I was hurting. “We are different people but we are always there for each other. Things are going very well until I become the Ceo of my dad's company” he said in a sad voice.

Once all of them were gone, giving me some certain looks on their way out, I shut the door again and went back to the remaining girls that were here – less than twenty of them were left. “My apologies for that,” I said in a calmer tone, “Greene Designs is looking for raw talent, and I am looking for people without prejudice or preconception about our CEO. There are rumors, and I don’t want any of you to believe them. Rumors are simply that – rumors. Matthew Greene is going to be the best boss you will ever have, and quite likely the most talented designer you will ever work for.

Titles flashed past—romance, drama, fantasy—but none of them held my attention. Until one did. I paused. CEO PLUS-SIZE CRUSH by CAROLUCHY. My brows lifted slightly. “A plus-size female lead? That’s rare…” I murmured under my breath. Curious, I tapped it open. My eyes scanned the blurb, and without quite realizing it, I began to read aloud. “Do you think I will ever walk hand in hand with a girl three times my size? I only dated you because I wanted to know what it feels like, being with a plus-size.”