From Heartbreak To The Ceo’s Bed Novels & Stories

Just then, a muffled sound came from the room, filled with suppressed pain. "He's about to be overwhelmed by the drug. If you don't go in, he might not make it." Grace still hesitated. I simply stepped aside and pushed her into the room. I gave her no chance to back out and shut the door at once. Not long after, I heard Layson's ragged breathing and Grace's soft moans. Their sounds of passion grew clearer, one after another, like sharp blades slicing into my heart. So, this was what heartbreak felt like. It felt as though I had been hollowed out. I crumpled to the floor right by the door.

he uttered in an extremely gentle voice, just like he would when we first got together. Sorrow filled my heart. I was feeling sorrowful over the humiliation I endured in the private room that day. I was sorrowful over the times I was disrespected, and over how I wasn't able to win him over even after loving him for nine years. I was sorrowful over the fact that I heard him threaten to send a video of me to my newlywed husband. Yet, I felt far less of a burden than when my sincere feelings were completely neglected. The heavens might not put the person who failed to appreciate someone else's sincerity through physical punishment, but they would make him lose his partner forever.

They stared at her in mockery when she claimed she could not get through to Zeus. “Who do you think you are deceiving ma’am? Don't worry about the pay, you need to come with us for stealing CEO Zeus’s card” One of the policemen said. Hazel's face looked so much confused and her heart was beating fast at the embarrassment. She thought of how much power her husband held for something like this to occur. She sighed loudly and said “My husband will deal with you all I promise! Everyone looked at her as she mentioned the influential CEO as her husband.

The bedroom door slammed open with a force that shook the room. Isabella’s chest heaved as she stormed down the hallway, her tears streaking her cheeks in glittering rivers. Her heels clicked sharply against the polished wood, each step echoing like a drum of heartbreak, each breath a ragged reminder of betrayal. Not betrayal from strangers, not betrayal from enemies, but from the man she had given her soul to.

“You’re the one who used me. You’re the one who turned me into this.” “You think you can stand against me?” “Yes, I can,” I said. “I’m dissolving the clause. No more contracts. No more using Charlotte’s family as leverage. It all ends now.” “You don’t have that power.” “I do now.” My voice rose. “I’m alive, Dad. I’m still CEO. And you’re done pulling my strings.” “You’re weak. Soft. You’ll ruin everything.” “I’m done ruining her,” I shouted. “I’m done ruining myself for you.”

“I’m sorry, Em. You probably think I'm overreacting, but I just… I remember how broken you were after what he did. You were so devoted to him. You hung on to his every word and gesture. And when he did that to you…” She trailed off, but I knew what she meant. She saw me fall apart back then. She picked up the pieces with me. “I just don’t want you to get sucked back into that cycle because that man had a sudden change of heart,” she finished. I sat up straighter, my hands clenching in my lap. That was something I had promised to myself years ago to never let happen, and I wasn't about to break that promise. “You don’t need to worry, Celia,” I began firmly. “I’m not that foolish girl anymore.

Her question brought heaviness to my chest, she was asking like he was past tense but it’s not the case, I still love him and it hurts that it took losing him to realise that. “I know how awkward it will be seeing the man you once banged, showing your boss some love but please be strong, don’t blow your cover. It needs to stay a secret amongst the four of us. Melody doesn’t need to know.” Roberta advised me while I shook my head within, she has no idea how great I am at pretending, it’s just that, a heartbreak is hard to hide, at least for me. We stood at the front door of Vandyke’s house and it took everything in me to prevent a tear from rolling down my cheeks. Iris opened the door and fla

“Don’t apologize for what you feel, Natalia. You loved him. It’s natural to cry when you have a broken heart.” He said seriously, which made her look up and stare at him. “Why?” She asked, furrowing her brow. She couldn’t help but shake her head. “Nothing, you’re just so cool the way you speak. It’s like you’ve been heartbroken a few times already?” Even while crying, she managed to joke. “Well, yeah, let’s just say I’m the vice president of broken hearts and tearful souls, and I’m the president.” He said with a smile.

] We didn’t talk on the drive home. Elena put Alex down. Went to her room. Adrian sat on the edge of the bed. Staring at his hands. “I broke,” he said. “At the hospital. When I thought— I broke, Beth.” “Good,” I said. He looked up. “Good,” I said. Again. “Because now you know. You can’t cage a heartbeat, Adrian. Not with monitors. Not with panic rooms. Not with money. Not with love. You just… listen. And hope.”

I was definitely going to cry. At the door, I turned and looked at Carson. I didn't know if I would ever see him again. I shouldn't have looked, it was clear from the stunned, pained look on his face that I had broken his heart. I had broken a good man because I'm not enough. I looked down. "I, Celia Lang, of Moonless Night accept your rejection Carson Reid whenever you utter the words." The first tears were falling from my eyes as I said it. Please Goddess, let him reject me. Let him move on and find a love that deserves him. Bless him with a second chance mate that can be everything he deserves. I can live with being broken, but he doesn't deserve to be tied to me.