Free my heart, mr. ceo Novels & Stories

Choosing and Loving Damon McCartny Becket is one of my greatest decision in life. Damon McCartny Becket who is known to be the serious and intimidating CEO of McCompany, whom everyone fears are also now happily living his life with me, Felicity Centola, a vibrant fierce, and vocal woman with whom he fell in love. Loving Mr. CEO is the greatest thing I thanked myself for.

A dress like this isn’t just expensive—it’s impossible for someone like me. For a moment, I panic. “Oh no,” I mutter, pacing the room. “Is this going to be added to my bill? There’s no way I can afford this.” My rambling stops when I spot a folded piece of paper inside the box. With trembling fingers, I open it. “Don’t worry about the cost. This dress is free, and it will not be added to your f*e. Enjoy the evening. –The CEO” My jaw drops. “The CEO? Why would the CEO give me this?”

"That would be in your dreams Valerie , I am never going to hand this over to you ,not even in your wisest dream's And there's nothing that you can do to stop that , "Mr Frank ,you really have to wake up because am the newest CEO of this company and I have the highest share so don't think that you could push me out that easily and even if I decide to leave and pull out my shares , trust me when I saw your company is definitely going bankrupt " The shock on his face says it all ,he looked like he had just heard the worst news of his life and I was definitely enjoying this show he was putting on . I was here to stay and no one is ever going to stop me .

Ryan: Me neither. Eugene: Me too. It was just you. Slater: Whoa, look at that. Abandoning friends for love. Ryan: Is it the first time this has happened? Why are you more excited than the groom? Slater: Who's excited? You are the excited one. Eugene: Whatever helps you sleep at night. Slater: Doc, why are you so free today? Did your patients run away after seeing your cold face? Eugene: By the way, Klaus, does your old man know about your marriage?

My heart sank, a strange mix of dread and anger rising inside me as I swiped to answer. “Hello?” My voice was tight, already bracing for the worst. “Ms. Winslow,” Grace’s calm voice came through, “I’m calling to inform you that Mr. Prescott will not be able to make it tonight because he said something important came up with his work that he could not ignore or delay.” I felt a flash of heat rise to my face. “I’m sitting here, waiting for him, and he just… cancels through you? Didn’t even bother contacting me himself!” I could hardly believe how foolish I felt, dressed in nothing but a robe, waiting for nothing.

Heat surged up his chest and his forehead got covered by sweat. He looked on, like a sacrificial lamb waiting for the pronouncement of his death sentence while silently praying for a miracle to spare him of imprisonment. As if Denver heard his wishes, he finally spoke up for the first time since the young man entered the room. “Head over to the HR and go through the transfer process.” That young man was shocked. ‘He didn’t hand me over to the authorities? Am I really free?’ He thought that the BrentWes Group’s CEO was not that heartless like the rumors say.

Lisa said as she signed in and raised her head, making eye contact with Maggie. "It's a good thing you're here." Maggie exhaled a sigh of relief. "What happened?" Lisa inquired, perplexed. "You should've arrived earlier than this." "Why?" "Did you not get a message on Saturday?" Maggie asked. "No. What is it about?" "Really?" "Yeah. What is it about?" Lisa asked once more. "It is about the new CEO. I've heard he's extremely cold." He being 'extremely cold' is an understatement. Lisa thought before speaking to Maggie. "And what about him?"

I felt so tired but nevertheless, I was happy that my room looks clean and neat, especially my study table. I laid down on my bed for a minute before grabbing my phone. It kept ringing earlier but I forgot to check it because I was really busy. I was in awe when I saw flood messages from Luther. The first day: 'Are you free?' 'I have already recovered from the fever.' 'Hey, are you mad at me?' 'Can we talk now?' 'Why are you not answering?' 'When are you leaving your house?' 'Are you busy?' 'When can we talk?'

He raised his eyebrows. “Oh? I’m surprised considering your age.” My eyes widened and I knew my face had flushed. The cheek! Now he was mocking my age?! Before I could even reply he turned to Mr Cook. The hint of amusement was gone from his face, his eyes now cold. “Mr Cook. I am just making sure that all the bad seeds in this company are thoroughly weeded. The thing is, I'm the CEO. It’s my job to make sure everything is running smoothly. Unlike the upper class- whatever you call yourselves, I have nothing to prove to anyone. I don’t care about my reputation or how high up I go. Nor do I care for the bribery that has been offered to me in the matter of days since I’ve been here. The only pe

An empty street, an empty house A hole inside my heart I'm all alone, the rooms are getting smaller I wonder how, I wonder why I wonder where they are The days we had, the songs we sang together Oh, yeah And oh, my love I'm holding on forever Reaching for the love that seems so far So, I say a little prayer And hope my dreams will take me there Where the skies are blue To see you once again, my love Overseas, from coast to coast To find a place I love the most Where the fields are green To see you once again My love (Source: G****e) Finally, they finished dancing, as Niken, her best friend, finished singing. "Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!" The shouts of the guests wanting them to kiss again began to be