Escaping His Chains: The Ruthless Ceo's Secret Lover Novels & Stories

I sat down on the office chair to look at her . "I'm not evil . I'm human and I'm in love... With you. I had a dream just last night ... We were making love ." " I am not staying and people are coming soon. Massa you can thank Ruth for me leaving. What the jelly beans just happened... I can't catch feelings .I'm all hot and bothered and its soon early." Cleo walked to the door and unlocked it . I walked to her chair behind the desk and held up her car keys and purse.

Yesterday, she remembered booking room 9999, but today the key card said 6666, and her clothes were in that room, so she assumed she must have made a mistake. Dante woke up, looked around, but saw no one. He was slightly annoyed—the woman from last night was nowhere to be found. Dante frowned and rubbed his head, which was still aching from the previous night. On the table, he noticed a stack of cash and a note that read, "I only have $1,000. Please accept it." Dante sneered; the woman had mistaken him for a gigolo. In the CEO's suite, a man entered, bowing respectfully to Dante. By now, Dante had changed into a black suit and was seated at his desk.

Angelo I think I should be a stay at home dad; or better yet a house executive . Angelo Massa house executive of the Massa house hold , husband to Cleopatra Massa , half woman , half demigod , all round amazing woman , and I am proud to say that she is mine ... all mine . No guy can take her away from me she is my soul mate my better half and partner in crime ... indirectly. On Wednesday evening I proposed to Cleo and she said ; yes, she did something that I didn't expect her to do and that was give me a lingerie show for one . I use my secret compartment in my closet to store guns and emergency documents , which she knew about . I didn't know about her collection.

Chelsea felt her heart skip a bit at those words. She had expected to see a regular prisoner, or worse, a tortured captive who was either unconscious or bleeding his soul out. But this was different. The prisoner was the secret lover of Dylan's ex-wife, Clara. And he had no marks whatsoever that showed evidence of torture or beatings. "Every day I've held back the urge to slit his throat" Dylan said calmly, hatred brewing in his voice. The man kept on looking at Chelsea, not saying a word. His nose twitched occasionally but his eyes were fixed on Chelsea. Then he suddenly smirked. She stepped back in fright.

By the time she regained her wits, Monica had stormed out of her office. "Poor Moni...what will happen when you find out that the other slut trapped Leo and has a child for him"Martha muttered disdainfully, she didn't understand how these street girls used their charms to trap the rich and well-refined men. Vivienne was the clever one to have trapped Victor Ellison. A man every woman desires Thinking up to here, Martha's eyes narrowed into slits. The sound of cracking knuckles showed nothing but rage. Her expression morphed into an unpleasant one as she reached for her phone from the desk and dialed a number.

“One for the makeup artist, and two under your name. Now that I’m already here, I’ll look for any available inn. Bed spacer, small room, anything—as long as I have somewhere to sleep. What matters is we pull off everything tomorrow.” His brows drew together as he listened, then he smirked and gently removed my grip from his wrist. “You’re really that desperate.” I fell silent as he walked back toward the receptionist. Yes, I was desperate. I needed the money. With everything racing in my head, I didn’t catch their conversation until he approached me again. “Let’s go to our room.” Just like that. As if he didn’t just insult me moments ago. -----

Tiana's POV The mahogany door slammed shut behind me with a sickening thud, I didn't stop to breathe, I marched straight towards the elevator, pushing the button for the 4th floor repeatedly, desperate to escape his environment. I couldn't believe it, it was like I was dealing with an entirely different person, he was so different from when we were on our fake honeymoon. He was cold at first but not overly possessive. When the elevator doors finally slid open on the 4th floor, I stomped back to my table, turning on my desktop immediately. I ignored the curious glances of the people around me as I typed furiously on my keyboard.

He even pretentiously went on a solo rampage to seek justice for her death. Since there was no surviving heir to Daniel Kingston's immense wealth, David instantly proclaimed himself the sole survivor and heir to the Kingston's empire. While Lara survived assassination, she was sold to the highest bidder as a sex toy. She was used, abused and tortured by her captives until she lost her soul to darkness. ***********

"Don't hang up in a hurry. I'll call you. I just want to tell you that Wendy Smith escaped from prison when she saw the news that you and Ada Wood got married. Before she escaped, she kept saying that she wanted to revenge Miss Wood." "What do you say?" After hearing this news, Adair Carter went to Ada Wood. He must catch up with that crazy woman before she appears in Ada Wood's place. She can't be hurt any more. Rush to the door of the room, just ran into Winni Bush who is walking that way with the ring. "Adair, before the wedding ceremony, secretly comes to find Ada. This is not right. Just wait a moment, and the time will come soon." Winni Bush thinks that Adair is just because he thinks

Cathan proposed. “To manipulate things? No way,” Grandpa refused and turned to his two most trusted bodyguards. “Do it,” he instructed them. Reluctantly, Cathan and Caleb stepped back while the two bodyguards took over. Their hands shook when they tied Casper, who showed no resistance. They thought he might change his mind at the last moment but he was adamant. However, no matter the position they found Casper, he was still the most ruthless, being the CEO, or a sheep led to the slaughterhouse.