Novel & Cerita My Ceo's Masked Desire

© Angel Adigwe, 2022 Published by Angel Adigwe. INTRODUCTION Damien white is the CEO of white enterprises. An event which occured in the past led to him always wearing a mask over his face. But no one really knew what happened. Even when he gets asked by people about the reason for the mask he still refuses to disclose anything about it and instead choose to live like that. But there's was a particular someone though who always puts a smile on Damien's face and gives him joy each time he thinks of her.

Answer the question. I fought the urge to roll my eyes. There was no use in lying. ‘Masked Muse: Yes.’ ‘Devoteddom: good girl.’ My breath hitched, heatt simmering low at hs praise. Seconds later, hie text arrived. ‘DevotedDom: For the sake of this though, you can pretend you havent. If anyone asks, tell them that you’e having difficulty in understanding it and want me to help you clarify it.’ ‘Masked Muse: and do you usually help other students clarify? You're known for being a sexy monk, so it might be suspicious.’

rather lose the job than work for someone she had a one night stand with. From the way he was teasing her, she knew it would be a very bad idea to work for him. Chris’s expression didn’t change, but she caught the way his jaw tensed slightly. He stared at her, his blue eyes glinting with something unreadable as he covered the space between them. Emma could feel her heart skip a beat as he approached and without meaning to, she took a step back. For every step she took backward, Christopher took one step closer until her back hit the wall. Seeing that she was cornered, Emma swallowed, feeling her body warm up under his scrutiny. “Why?” he asked, his voice softer now but no less intense. “Why

I said, and they looked at me in disbelief. "Why, Amaka? Are you trying to protect the bastard just because he's the father of your child?" Maureen and her mother asked me in unison. "No, not that. He's the CEO of J.E. Global. You cannot just have him locked up. No, that cannot happen," I told them. Maureen laughed at first. "Wait, so you care more about his reputation? Did you forget how your family threw you out and you were mocked, with no one to care for you? Did you think your own reputation was admired or tainted then?" Maureen asked, and I shook my head in tears.

Kaina big eyes widened in pure shock "get married to Ryan? The multi billionaire? The most famous model in the country? The greatest playboy of the century? A man that has slept with almost all the female employees in the company? Kaina asked herself and staggered backwards a bit in shock. Then ma katrina's voice brought her back to reality "from today, you will be his personal secretary" she concluded her plans. Ryan's face darkened as he listened to his grandma "my personal secretary is Gideon mom! I cant change him" he grumbled. "Don't forget am the chairwoman of this company.......i can remove you anytime" she mused with a wicked grimace at him. As Ryan heard this, his face softened. He

THIRD PERSON POV The only one who seemed pleased with the kiss was the diligent photographer. On the sidelines, the employees were frozen in shock, jaws hit the floor, and the set erupted in booming whispers. But the one who was affected the most wore a tight smile. The CEO was a master of disguise, and now he masked his emotions with acute professionalism. He couldn’t make a scene here, not in front of so many witnesses. No, he had to protect his image. So for now, he bit his tongue behind a grin, his knuckles whitening as he tucked his fists in his pockets. It took him everything to tear his gaze away from the scene, nodding his head as Aurelia’s boss gave him information he could care les

“Then let’s go down together.” The elevator dinged. Penthouse floor. He didn’t let go—not at first. He kept me close, eyes burning with a promise, a curse. The second the assistant’s voice snapped through the intercom, he finally released me. He fixed his suit, shut his real self away, left only the CEO mask for the outside world. “Fix your lipstick, wife,” he said, cold as ice. “We’ve got an empire to win.”

A handwritten note was tucked inside, Reggie’s script again. A chance to dress up. Escape. Be whoever we want for one night. Dominic’s one of my oldest business partners. He is discreet and understands privacy. I thought… maybe we could go together. You and me. Cassie looked up at him, pulse kicking. “A masquerade?” He nodded. “It is a safe high-society. The masks mean no names, no faces unless you want them seen. I know it’s a different world, my world and it might be overwhelming but I want you there with me, not as arm candy. As my girlfriend.”

"Right before I started working with you, I heard that you were a strict person but as I'm getting closer to you, I find out that you're actually a nice man and I think you deserve a woman by your side…. Talking about this, can you tell me the reason why you're putting on a mask? I knew that you were lying to my parents earlier about having a wound on your face" Hearing her words, I feel like telling her everything about me and revealing my identity to her but I figured out that she might take it in a harsh way. "If truly you have no scar on your Face then why can't you open it for the world to see. I'm curious to see how you look". I sighed deeply on hearing her words. "Well, I'm doing this

"No." I blinked. "Excuse me?" He stepped closer. "You leave with my name? My money? my secrets?, I don't think so." "I will go public." He grinned. "Like you'd survive. I'd go louder." "You are a monster?!" "No." He said. "I'm a man who built an empire while you painted walls and planned gala menus." I trembled. "I want out. You can't keep me here." "You should have thought of that before threatening me, Lori."