From Heartbreak To The Ceo’s Bed Novels & Stories

Natasha dashes out of the ice cream shop, a frantic look on her face. Her heart was beating so loud and so fast that she could feel the impact on her chest. She just lost two kids to God knows what and God knows who. What was she going to tell Mr. Grayson? ‘Oh, hi, I took your kids for ice cream but they got lost somehow. But don’t worry, I’m sure we will find them.’ He was going to fire her! She couldn’t afford to be fired. This was the only job she actually had a shot at and now, she was about to lose that too because of her fucking carelessness!

she's always chosing and taking the best. But not anymore. Standing up from the sofa I was sitting,I walked into my room, undressing for the night. I will have to take what's really mine now. And besides, Nelly's pregnant for Roman. What else is she looking for? Skipping dinner I went to bed, suddenly realising it was time to tell Mr CEO the truth. I love him do much now and wouldn't want to continue deceiving him. Closing my eyes,I slept off. ****At the office****

I let it pour, wetting my shirt as I cried everything out. I Katherine Thawne, has never been hurt this way before. It felt new...and it raw. Indeed, Heartbreak is the father of all prickled needles. TBC

Kenan shook his head and then began to speak, "I didn't even come to her office and just told my assistant to get Andien to come to my office." "Andien is an ordinary employee and it makes no sense for you to give her the job directly. You're a seasoned businessman who should know what's reasonable or not," Mark said. Every sentence Mark said made Kenan even more frustrated. "What should I do?" "Right now you're approaching Andien out of revenge. Why don't you use your heart to attract Andien?" Mark suggested. "Heart?" Kenan laughed loudly. He might be able to use his heart for someone he loved, but until now he had never had anyone worth giving his heart to. Even making love with the woman

He laughed with what I said, to sum it up is the amount that has changed in Kevin. He changed, his happy hour became different. I turned black and it was my fault why that happened, I was selfish then. And when I thought I could change everything, nothing... I'm too late, it just made him worst. My lies didn't fix him. Lies can really break a person's heart. I lied and I broke him, and as a I broke myself too. This is what happened to me, I became an item on bid. Karma really has it's own ways of revenge shits.

At this point, I wish I had amnesia and didn't recall anything as I woke up because my head was seriously banging with migraine, my heart was shattered and my eyes were gushing freely with tears. I still can't believe I had loved this man with all my heart yet all I got to return was disdain. I had lived my life to please him and yet all my efforts went unappreciated. “Why didn't you show me the SIGNS?? This man was about to betray me,yet how come did I not see it's coming?’’ I scolded my inner man, sobbing profusely. “Girl, are you talking about SIGNS??, what SIGN exactly are you talking about?...the ones you did not see when he never agreed to sleep with you on the same bed even after 5 ye

Such a simple phrase, and yet, after waiting for ten years, I had never heard it. Now that it finally came from his lips, I didn’t need it anymore. For some inexplicable reason, a wave of disgust came over me and I looked at Christopher in contempt. “Don’t you think the most despicable thing in this world is the love that comes too late?” I asked. “To be honest, you’re making me feel nauseous right now. “What we had is over, and it should stay that way. From now on, I’m going to treat you like you’re dead to me!”

The cake box slipped from my hand and hit the floor with a muffled thud. He didn’t notice. Neither did she. That bed. That fucking bed, we picked it out together And I paid for it. It still had the throw pillow I bought last week. My heart didn’t just break. It shattered into pieces. All I could feel was the ringing in my ears, and this dull, hollow ache spreading through my chest like smoke. I didn’t cry. Not yet. There wasn’t even space for tears. Just a quiet, violent kind of disbelief. I backed away, still silent.

"Seeing her in your office was like a sudden wake-up call for me. It was a reminder of how huge the distance is between your world and my world. You live surrounded by people who have endless wealth, people who play social games, people who treat relationships like business deals, and people who throw others away when they get bored or find something better." She looked down at her hands, tracing the lines on her palm with her thumb. "I have been thrown away before, Greg. I was lied to, cheated on, and left with nothing by someone I gave my entire heart to. I worked so hard for years to rebuild my life, my self-respect, and my peace of mind after I was broken. I cannot go through that pain a

I felt my heart break into a million pieces when my knees dropped to the cold floor. I was damaged goods and he did this to me, he made me this way. He broke me beyond repair. I wanted to numb all of this pain; the violent pound in my heart, my torn organ leaking out of my chest and my soul ripped from my body. Everything that I was, everything that I am was no more. He had not only broken my heart but my trust, my willingness to love another again and my soul.