From Heartbreak To The Ceo’s Bed Novels & Stories

But as he steps back, his voice drops to a whisper. “I love you.” Then the mattress rises as he leaves, the soft click of the door the only sound in the quiet room. I sit there, gripping onto myself, forcing my breathing to slow. Only when I’m sure he’s gone do I finally let go. My entire body trembles as the dam inside me breaks. Heaving sobs rip through me, curling me into myself, choking me. I don’t know how long I stay like this—minutes, hours—until a gentle knock at the door pulls me from my anguish.

Feeling a sore spot touched, he shot Sarah a dangerous look that made her clam up immediately. Ben noticed David and stumbled over, looking utterly dejected. "David, I got my heart broken," he slurred. Heartbreak happens to people every day, but few broadcast their misery as shamelessly as Ben was doing. David gave him a cool glance. "Mm-hmm," he grunted noncommittally. Ben continued, "Everything tastes bland now. I can't sleep. I can't focus on anything. All I can think about is her." David's grip tightened on the water bottle as he took in Ben's unkempt appearance and obvious weight loss. His eye twitched slightly.

“What do you mean?” “Your ex, Miggy,” she whispered dramatically. “He got transferred to another department. Just like that.” “What?” I blinked. “All of a sudden?” “Yup!” Romeo chimed in. “Word is, the CEO ordered it himself. We were shooketh. It’s giving K-drama energy, sister!” “I swear,” Rose added with a sigh. “If I ever date a CEO, I’d tattoo his name on my forehead. But alas—our level is too low.”

His name still engraved on the wood trim of our bed. I dropped to my knees and put a hand over my chest. It hurt. It hurt so much I couldn't catch my breath. He cursed. He cursed. And now he was gone. Not dead. Not kidnapped. Just… gone. With some other woman. I curled my body around me on the ground and let the tears flow, silently and endlessly. And in that moment, I knew— He had broken my heart. But I would not let him break me.

She placed the cold coffee on the table and ran both hands through her tangled hair. “But I never imagined he’d throw me away so quickly.” Her lips trembled. “I thought… I thought he’d at least give me a chance to explain.” I watched her quietly. “You underestimated him,” I said. “That was your biggest mistake.” She nodded slowly, tears rolling down her cheeks. “Yes,” she whispered. “And now I’ve lost everything.” I studied her face for a moment before asking the question that mattered most. “Did you sleep with the CEO of High Flower Industries?”

I was the pet who barked, and the pet had been put back in its cage. "Now, to answer your question. Do I feel the same things you feel for me?" His thumbs stroked slow circles into my cheeks while he held my face between his palms like something breakable he was choosing to test the weight of. I wanted to wrench away. I was exhausted down to the calcium in my bones. This was going to be how my first heartbreak happened — not in some sweeping tragedy but standing in a man's bedroom in my socks, getting dissected by a silver-eyed predator in grey sweatpants while tears spilled hot down my wrists. I braced. I braced—

Up in the glass box, Eve’s monitor flashed a critical warning. **HEART RATE: 202 BPM.** Terry didn't just feel the insult; he felt the universe tilt on its axis. It wasn't the attack on his hockey career. It wasn't the cheap shots to his knee. It was the vile, calculated desecration of Eve—the woman who had bared her soul to him in the quiet sanctuary of the penthouse, the brilliant, fiercely independent mind reduced to a corporate pawn by men who didn't deserve to speak her name.

"He didn't believe me when I said you were smart and shouldn't be underestimated. But now, see who's smarter." As Kelvin handed over the file, his smirk grew wider, relishing in Nelson's discomfort. "Because you're my little brother, Nelson," he began with a sneer, "I'll give you two weeks to vacate my mansion. I plan to use it with my beloved fiancée." With a tight-lipped smile, Kelvin and Natasha turned to leave, their laughter trailing behind them like a cruel echo. Left standing alone, Nelson felt a surge of shock and betrayal wash over him, the weight of their deception pressing down heavily on his shoulders.

I can handle a jealous female… How can you have such a bad female friend… She has been running around the office likes she owns the place but her work is not being completed… She wants to be with you Max but I guess you are to blind to see it… Find the actual video and see for yourself… Now I would like to go to sleep… Asia come to bed honey… No I will not lay in the same bed with a man who can not trust me… Asia I do trust you dear … No you trust Cecila … Go lay with her… I’m sure she will love to do that with you…

Sitting up, my pulse quickens. Calum wrote me back. My baby replied. I can’t see the content of the email from the notification bar, but the subject is the same as what I’ve been using: Letters to my love. My fingers tremble as I tap on the email. God, please. Just this one thing. But God has forsaken me. What is heartbreak? Heartbreak is nineteen words from the boyfriend you haven’t heard from in over a month. As I reread the content of Calum’s email, I know I’ll never be the same again.