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A Plaything For CEO Blackwood Reconciliation
It has been two days since Anna set foot back on American soil, she felt out of place in the weather as her body had gotten used to the African sun. Today was Sunday and she wished she could be in that church back in Botswana, singing and dancing like it was a sort of religious club.Forget about Botswana, let’s talk about complicated relationships. After three days of being snubbed by her best friend, Anna had taken the initiative to call Jennifer and invite her for a peace talk; she couldn’t live with the idea that she was no longer friends with Jennifer Gilbert.Their friendship was something that happens once in a pink moon, she was the nerdy poor girl back in school while Jennifer was like the hot cheerleader with averagely rich parents, the kind of girl that dates the basketball captain, but somehow they found each other and they got alongAnna was not ready to lose that just yet, she would sacrifice her pride and amend things before they got ou
A Plaything For CEO Blackwood Birthday Invitation
Finally, Anna was back at the office. Mr. Blackwood had given both she and Megan a three day break starting from the day they arrived back at New York and the work break had expired, so she was back at the office. Although the office break was much needed, Anna couldn’t help but wonder if MB was only trying to avoid her for a few days.Things felt different today, for the first time since she began working at this office, she was actually friends with the secretary. Anna had spent a considerable amount of time at Megan’s office where they gossiped about their holiday.Megan had kept touch with Ugochi and she had extended her greetings to Anna who seemed to be the third wheel in the friendship. But of course, it became more than just a friendship to the other two parties, they had sex!Was it just for fun or they felt a deeper connection? That, Annabel couldn’t tell but it was the least of her problems; they had left Botswana now and like Megan said, what h
A Plaything For CEO Blackwood Birthday Boy
Mr. Blackwood sat on a soft plush cushion in his Home office, his gaze locked on the large wall clock as its hands moved slowly upwards. It was the eve of his birthday, a few minutes to twelve noon. Mr. Blackwood in recent years had formed a habit of staying up till the first minute of his birthday, he believed that it was negative to start a new year of your life asleep, he needed to be awake when the clock strikes twelve.The Home office was spacious and properly furnished, So expensive that a poor man would liken it to vanity. It was a sanctuary for productivity; featuring a custom-made desk, comfortable seating, and high-tech communication systems. The walls were adorned with inspirational quotes and art pieces which seemed to add a touch of personality to the space.His attention moving slowly off the wall clock to the bookshelf at one end of the building, his thoughts trail off to how lonelier his life had become with every new year, he had learnt to push everyone off since life
A Plaything For CEO Blackwood Midnight wish
“Ann?” Maxwell called, just to be sure that he wasn’t imagining it.“You are still sober, that is good.” She chattered from the other end of the phone like a bird. “I just wanted to call you on time before you get drunk surrounded by a pool of half-naked ladies, or whatever it is you Billionaire playboys do on the eve of your birthdays.” she teased.“Anna…” Mr. Blackwood didn’t even get the chance to speak as she continued.“Forgive me if I am bothering you, I know that you must have your numerous girlfriends surrounding you right now, try not to get too drunk or you will have a hangover tomorrow, and why is there no music? Did you fire your DJ? I thought clubs are supposed to be lively by this time of the night?”“Anna!” he called loudly to shut her up and fortunately it worked. “If there is anyone drunk between us tonight, it is you. Are you alright? You don’t sound alright to me. You are not drinking again, are you?”“Of course, I am perfectly fine. You are the one we should be wor
A Plaything For CEO Blackwood The Blackwood Mansion
The D-Day had finally come, it was evening and The Blackwood Mansion was a stunning sight. Its usual understated elegance was replaced by an exuberant atmosphere appropriate for a grand celebration. As they decorated the entryway, a kaleidoscope of multi-colored balloons drifted gracefully in the wind. Lanterns lighted with dazzling lights direct attendees to the hall where the activities would be held.The dramatic alteration grabbed everyone who entered the beautiful hall. Garlands of fragrant flowers floated through the air as they spiraled across the polished oak floor, each meticulously selected from the house's gardens. In the center of the room stood a gorgeous banquet table draped in the most exquisite damask. Shiny cutlery and crystal goblets glistened under the soft illumination of crystal chandeliers. Each plate was adorned with a single, magnificent flower, taking the scene to a more refined level.Soft velvet chairs were prepared for the guests as they took their seats at
A Plaything For CEO Blackwood Party pooper
“What did I do?” Anna asked immediately, feigning innocence.“Don’t act like you don’t know what you have done!” Mr. Blackwood said in between gritted teeth. “Why did you bring him here?”“Who? Jimmy?” Anna asked, still playing dumb.“Today is supposed to be my one special day, and yet you bring him here. Why Anna?” he queried, trying to contain the anger within him.“Okay chill,” she said with wide eyes, clearly surprised by his reaction and low-key scared as well. “First of all, the invitation says plus one…”Not letting her complete the statement, he cut in immediately. “True. However I expected that you will come with your best friend.”“If you wanted Jenny here, maybe you should have just sent her an invite.” Anna blurted.“Don’t change the narrative, this isn’t about Jennifer, I am only trying to make a point. If I knew you would bring Jimmy here, I would have warned you against it. But it didn’t cross my mind for one second that you could do something so silly. Tell me Anna, di
A Plaything For CEO Blackwood Mother and Son meet again
“Dave?” Maria Forbes called, looking all emotional like she would tear up at the sight of her son. She was finally standing less than one feet away from him after all these years.“What are you doing here, Mom?” Mr. Blackwood asked with a cold expression, the shock had quickly been replaced with solemnness, probably a poker face to hide his true emotions.“A… A friend invited me, she said it was a work partner’s birthday, I didn’t know it was you.” Maria Forbes replied.Mr. Blackwood scoffed and shook his head, finding her response funny. “You really didn’t think I would buy that, did you? I am no longer eighteen, mom, but you are still terrible at lying. You hate parties, you only attend them if they are a family function.” He uttered.Mrs. Maria Forbes Chuckled. “Maybe that is why my spirit was accepting of the invitation, because it was family, you can change the last name but you can't change the blood.”“Drop it already, Mom!” Mr. Blackwood growled as usual. The low growls had co
A Plaything For CEO Blackwood A Beautiful moment
Mr. Blackwood is standing on the balcony at the left side of his building, it was on the second floor and from there, he could look out to the sprawling landscape of the estate and beyond. He was feeling broken at the moment, he had done his very best to avoid this moment, right from the day he found out that she was searching for him.He was not a man that cared for emotions or feelings, but today was different, he actually wanted to have a good day, but everyone seems to be against that. Why did she have to show up today of all days?Mr. Blackwood heard footsteps approaching and he sighed, not wanting to look back. He could soon feel the person standing at the entrance of the balcony by his right and he grasped the metal frames, wondering why she wouldn’t let him be.“So this is your favorite spot?” her feminine voice broke the silence from behind.“How did you find me?” he asked in a cold voice, still not turning to look at her.“I tracked your scent like a werewolf,” she chuckled
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