My Ceo's Masked Desire の小説・ストーリー

“You want me to let this woman run my business in my absence? Do you have any idea how much risk I'd be taking? I could lose everything, Mother!” “Or you could gain even more! Your cousin will assist her and I can assure you that she is more interesting than everyone thinks. Her ability to make such a speech is all the impression she has to make. She possesses this sense of resilience.” Dante stood up and took a quick step toward the stairway, then stopped abruptly to glare at me across from where he stood, rage reddening his eyes.

Admitting any kind of personal vulnerability, especially one that could be weaponized against him, felt like handing over the keys to everything he had fought on his own. Last night was a dangerous fracture in the armor he had spent the last twelve years perfecting. He finished showering, dried off and dressed with meticulous care— crisp white shirt, charcoal Tom ford suit, blood red tie knotted exquisitely. By the time he stepped into his private elevator, his mask was firmly back in place; cool, commanding and untouchable. In the front of Maybach gliding through morning traffic, Lena’s briefings played through the speakers. “Julian Hayes arrives at 10:A.m sharp,” she said. “The anonymous

"But I care about you. That can’t be fake." She turned away, her voice trembling. "That’s why I have to go. Because if I ever want a real chance with you, it has to be with the real me — not this masked, half-version of a woman you think you know. I can’t ask you to wait for someone who doesn’t even know when she’ll be ready. I just know I can’t keep being Ruby for you." He reached out, gently catching her hand. "Then let me see her. Take off the mask. Show me who you really are."

I went back to our apartment to get dressed and waited for Seth's driver to pick me up. I was wearing one of Madison’s red silk slip dresses, the sparkling engagement ring Seth had given me was heavy on my left hand. Seth's driver came and he drove me straight to the hangar. Seth was waiting by a sleek, black private jet, flanked by a single pilot and an intimidating security guard. He looked really handsome in his grey trousers and navy jacket. His face was utterly unreadable as I approached him. It made me remember that this man was the same untouchable CEO I saw at work almost everyday.

She had been wearing a silk dress, and it had suddenly split at a corner when she was struggling to free herself from a client who was gripping her wrist. “You said it. This is not an ordinary hotel, though. Look! Look who’s passing by.” Sophie said and fingered at a short, fatty but neatly-dressed man. “Mr. Crawford? The CEO of Y.G. Entertainment?” “Exactly. So you see what kinds of people are coming for tonight’s banquet. Be careful about what you say and what you do, understand?” “I got it. Don’t worry about me! You know me, I would never cause you trouble, would I?”

“I woke up to the smell of a perfume. From my peripheral vision I saw Isaak dressed up. “Morning baby,” he said as he kissed my forehead. “A lot of early meetings.” “Okay,” I said in a low voice. “Can I visit you later?” I asked. “No. You cannot leave the house without me.” Even against my will, I just agreed to what he wants. I was still lying in bed when he left. I really want to get out of here. I need my freedom back. Weeks passed and I still stayed the same. A grounded wife. He became busy for this past weeks. He said that there are new biggest investors from other countries.

l get up with the intent of snapping her neck. She seemed shocked to see me rise—did she think she could knock me out with something like that? "S... Sir Pierce!" her voice shaky and nervous, apparently this whore is in my employ Miley's POV seeing this man here snaps me back to reality, is this room prepared for Julian's uncle, Mr Logan Pierce? I need to leave. This man is the most fearsome and terrifying CEO I've ever seen. To offend him is a death sentence, and if by some fluke you survive, you will never show your face in society again.

His eyes pierced right into mine, instilling fear and hatred all at once. On the right side of the room, the investors’ wives sat gracefully in their designated seats, including Emily. Her fake smile and innocent face were on full display. Everyone loved her. Until she saw me. Her smile shifted into that twisted smile of a psychopath, the kind I’d only seen on TV. Emily was a real psychopath. Both of them made my skin crawl in the middle of the crowd. “Jack, sorry, I need to use the restroom.” “Jack, sorry, I need to use the restroom,” I said quickly, slipping the camera into my sling bag.

The CEO of Grayson Resorts, known for his cold, ruthless demeanor, was now a man who couldn’t keep his hands off the woman he desired. He didn’t care. Because right now, he only wanted one thing. Her. Completely.

He would see a man offering him not just opportunity, but devotion dressed in empire’s robes. Damien stood before the mirror, adjusting his cuffs, his tie, his posture. The mask of the CEO slid into place, flawless. But in the mask, his heart whispered truths only Henry could unlock. “Be in wealth,” it said. “Be in love,” it added. “Be with me,” it dared. Tomorrow, the stage would be set. Three men. Three speeches. Three futures. And Damien Dowell intended to ensure his voice was the one Henry could never forget.