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CHAPTER TWENTY SEVEN - THE WEDDING PROPOSAL
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Dear CEO, all I want is revenge CHAPTER TWENTY EIGHT - A DAY IN GENEVIEVE'S LIFE
"Screw it," Genevieve stared at her reflection in the mirror. "Tonight, I'm not going to be the good girl anymore." Genevieve's hands trembled as she rummaged through her dresser, searching for something that would finally shed the confines of her good girl image. Her fingers brushed against satin, lace, and silk before finally landing on a slinky red dress that seemed to beckon to her with promises of liberation. "This is it," she muttered to herself, her voice a mixture of defiance and uncertainty. "No more playing by their rules. Tonight, I am going to be seen. I am going to be heard." She made sure that every curve, every inch of her body was on display. Her normally modest clothing was exchanged for a tight, revealing dress that hugged her figure like a second skin, the deep V-neckline revealed a tantalizing hint of her décolletage, while the slit up the side showcased a flash of her toned leg. Her normally sensible flats was replaced by a pair of strappy heels that made her
Last Updated : 2024-06-05Dear CEO, all I want is revenge CHAPTER TWENTY NINE - XXX
He pushed her gently against the wall, feeling the softness of her breasts against his chest. Thomas's hands roamed over her body, caressing her curves, cupping her ass, pulling her closer still. Genevieve moaned softly, her head spinning with desire as she felt herself growing wet between her thighs. Something in her subconscious screamed at her to run away from Thomas, another voice warned her that what she was about doing was wrong, but she didn't listen. His tongue traced the contours of her mouth, exploring every inch as she arched her back, pressing herself against him. He cupped her face in his hands, their eyes locked in a heated exchange as he lowered his lips to her neck. His tongue traced a path down her collarbone, eliciting a shuddering gasp from her. He could feel her nipples harden through her dress, and the knowledge sent a surge of desire coursing through him. Thomas's hands found her breasts, cupping them through her dress. He groaned, feeling the hard peaks in his
Last Updated : 2024-06-08Dear CEO, all I want is revenge CHAPTER THIRTY - HOW TO RUIN A WEDDING
"Nichole, I need three ways to ruin a wedding." Ashley told Nichole as she opened the door of her apartment for her to come in. Nichole stopped abruptly and answered. "Kill the bride." Ashley gave her a 'are you crazy look?' Well, she already knew Nichole was crazy. "No." Nichole stepped into Ashley apartment, creating space for Ashley to lock the door behind her. She folded her arms around her chest, then suggested immediately. "Kill the groom then." Ashley was visibly frustrated. She placed a hand on her forehead and shook her head slowly. When she had regained herself, she placed her both hands on Nichole shoulders. "We don't have a license to kill." Nichole shrugged. "Then we kill without one." Ashley said nothing, she just sighed. "We could kill the bride's father." Nichole spread her hands while making the suggestion. Ashley hated times like these, when Nichole was acting intentionally dumb. "Nichole, I just started enjoying my life, I'm not ready to go to jail."
Last Updated : 2024-06-08Dear CEO, all I want is revenge CHAPTER THIRTY ONE - RUINING THOMAS WEDDING
The wedding was nothing short of expectations even by the standards of the wealthy and extravagant. A grand chandelier hung majestically over the dance floor, its crystals sparkling like stars, while lush floral arrangements adorned every table, their heady scent mingling with the soft strains of the string quartet. It was the perfect setting for the most anticipated event of the year: the wedding of billionaire heiress, Maris veighblack to her doting fiancé, Thomas McMahon. The bride, resplendent in a custom-made, ivory gown by Vera Wang, floated down the aisle. Her father, the proud Don Morris veighblack, wiped a tear from his eye as he escorted her to the altar, where Thomas, looking dashing in a tuxedo tailored to perfection, waited with a beaming smile. As the priest began the ceremony, he asked. "Is there anyone who has a reservation or objection why these two should not be joined in holy matrimony. Speak now, or forever remain silent." The air was thick with anticipation
Last Updated : 2024-06-08Dear CEO, all I want is revenge CHAPTER THIRTY TWO - THE WEDDING PARTY
The wedding party was the kind you only saw in the movies, read in the novels and imagined in Dreamland. A fairytale themed wedding party, which was Ashley's dream wedding but Thomas was living the dream with another woman. But you can trust Ashley, if the wedding is spectacular, then she had a more spectacular way of ruining it. The reception hall, a converted warehouse on the outskirts of the city, glittered with a million tiny lights, reflecting off the crystal chandeliers hanging from the high ceiling. The floor was covered in a deep, luxurious carpet, the pattern woven with gold thread so fine it seemed to glow in the soft, candlelit atmosphere. Long tables, adorned with fresh flowers in shades of pink and white, were laden with an impressive spread of gourmet cuisine, each dish artfully presented and carefully selected by the bride herself. The guests, dressed in their finest attire, mingled among the tables, sipping champagne and nibbling on canapés. There was a sense of exc
Last Updated : 2024-06-10Dear CEO, all I want is revenge CHAPTER THIRTY THREE - A DAY IN AIDEN'S LIFE
Billionaire Aiden McCurdy stared out at the ocean, a glass of whiskey in hand, as he lounged on the plush white cushions of his yacht. The sun was beginning to set, casting the sea into a deep, iridescent lavender, and a gentle breeze rustled through the sails. He should be enjoying this. He should be taking pleasure in the luxurious surroundings and the endless possibilities that his wealth afforded him. But all he could think about was her. His thoughts drifted back to her, as they so often did these days. Ashley. He remembered the first time he'd seen her. She had bumped into him, her eyes widening in surprise as she looked up at him. Aiden had been captivated by her beauty, by the warmth and sincerity that shone from her gaze. The way her short black hair rested just above her shoulders, those piercing brown eyes that seemed to see right through him. He'd been instantly captivated, despite his better judgment. And now, he couldn't seem to shake her from his mind. Aiden took anoth
Last Updated : 2024-06-11Dear CEO, all I want is revenge CHAPTER THIRTY FOUR - HOT TASTE OF AIDEN
Ashley stumbled into her room, exhausted from the wedding. The smell of roses and vanilla overwhelmed her senses as she closed the door behind her. Her pale blue dress was crumpled and dirty from the day's events. She let out a sigh, her eyes half-closed as she trudged across the plush carpet to her bed. As she reached it, she stopped dead in her tracks. Aiden McCurdy, a man of such indescribable handsomeness that he could have been sculpted by the very gods themselves, lay naked on the bed, waiting for her. His body, a masterpiece of masculinity, glistened in the soft, golden light streaming through the curtains, as if he were a marble statue that had been dipped in honey. His chest, broad and powerful, rose and fell gently with each breath, drawing the eye to the V of hair that led southward, disappearing beneath the sheets. His legs, strong and muscular, were stretched out before him, inviting and irresistible. It was as if he were a work of art, every inch of him carefully crafte
Last Updated : 2024-06-12Dear CEO, all I want is revenge CHAPTER THIRTY FIVE - TERMS AND CONDITIONS
ASHLEY had the weirdest dream last night. She had entered her room tired and exhausted after her failed attempt to ruin Thomas and Maris wedding, only to find Aiden laying naked on her bed. They made love...and man it was good! After a passionate session of lovemaking, Aiden had slipped out of her bed to prepare breakfast for her. Wasn't he the sweetest gentleman?Ashley stretched on her bed, and rolled to the side using her hands to touch the empty space on the bed to confirm if Aiden was really there. But he was gone, it was all a dream. Ashley sluggishly rose from her bed and entered her bathroom. She brushed her teeth, rinsed her face and wore pyjamas. Her stomach made a funny sound, she knew it was hunger. She left her room and made her way to the kitchen. As she approached the kitchen, the aroma of freshly baked pancakes, coffee, casserole, and bacon, filled the air. It smelt heavenly. And when she entered the kitchen, it did look heavenly, her kitchen looked like a fancy resta
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Ashley's heels clicked against the gleaming marble floor of the private airport terminal, echoing through the vast, empty space. She looked around anxiously, her eyes scanning the sleek lines of the chrome and glass walls, hoping to catch a glimpse of Aiden's unmistakable silhouette. The sound of engines roared in the distance, muffled by the thick panes of soundproof glass that separated the opulent lobby from the tarmac. Her heart raced, a frantic drumbeat in her chest that grew louder with every passing second. The clock above the bustling departures board ticked away, reminding her of the dwindling time she had left. Aiden's flight was due to take off any minute, and she had to find him. She had to apologize. Her thoughts were a tumultuous storm of regret and fear, a toxic brew that threatened to spill over at any moment. The weight of her actions bore down on her, a heavy burden that she hadn't realized she'd been carrying until it was almost too late. Her eyes darted around t
Dear CEO, all I want is revenge CHAPTER SEVENTY NINE - GOODBYE THOMAS.
"YES, I did it." He attempted to touch her, but Ashley stood up and screamed. "Don't touch me!" The force of her anger scared him, and he retreated back immediately. "I can explain.""Explain what?" Her chest rose and fell in quick successions."My plan was never to hurt you.""But you did." Ashley chuckled. "You sent men to kidnap, torture and rob me, as if that wasn't enough, you still accused Aiden.""There weren't supposed to hurt you."Ashley shook her head. "Do you want to know what is so disgusting? It's the fact that you imputed your guilt on Metaphor."Thomas took a deep breath and closed his eyes for a moment before continuing. "Metaphor is actually guilty."Ashley shook her head again. "Why are you so confused?""The men who kidnapped you, they are members of the Metaphor." He paused. "I'm sorry. I was too jealous when you and Aiden were together. I--I had to find traitors amongst Metaphor and pay them enough to just make you disappear for a while." He desperately tried to
Dear CEO, all I want is revenge CHAPTER SEVENTY EIGHT - WHO KIDNAPPED ASHLEY?
"ASHLEY, you're not going to believe this," Nichole announced breathlessly, her eyes wide with annoyance. She and Genevieve bursted into the room, their footsteps echoing off the walls.Ashley looked up from her wineglass, curiosity piqued. "What's going on?" she asked, setting the wine bottle in place. The light from the pendant lamp above her cast a warm glow on her face, illuminating the puzzled expression.Nichole's features hardened as she handed over a thick envelope to Ashley. "It's the report from the detective," she said, her voice dropping to a serious tone. "They've found out who was behind your kidnapping and robbery."Ashley's hand trembled as she took the envelope. The weight of it felt like a brick in her grasp. She stared at the unassuming paper, unable to process the words. "What does it say?" she managed to ask, her voice a mere whisper.Genevieve sat down beside her on the couch, her own expression somber. "Thomas," she said simply. "It was Thomas. He's the one behi
Dear CEO, all I want is revenge CHAPTER SEVENTY SEVEN - SHE LEFT, AGAIN.
THE next few days in Ashley's house was a hide and seek game between Ashley and her mom. Ashley did everything in her power to ignore Mira, and Mira sensing it, intentionally ignored her, but she still prepared breakfast, ste the alarm clock so loud so that it would wake Ashley on time to be early to work. Mira never brought up the topic of a fresh start again, but her presence and conducts were literally begging for a fresh start. Her presence was like a taunting nightmare, which caused Ashley to leave the house very early in the morning, her herself as worked up as possible and return home very late. They never had to cross paths for a conversation lasting more than 15 seconds. Mira's presence and constant effort was slowly weakening hee resolve. She needed to know her mother's side of the story. She needed someone to hug...she needed a friend but more importantly, she needed her mom. Ashley returned on Wednesday with a changed mind, but she was welcomed by the greatest surprise
Dear CEO, all I want is revenge CHAPTER SEVENTY SIX - CAN PANCAKES MEND A BROKEN HEART?
ASHLEY stirred, her eyes slowly opening to the soft glow of the morning sun filtering through her blinds. She took a deep breath, inhaling the tantalizing aroma of pancakes and coffee wafting from the kitchen. The smells filled her room with a comfort she hadn't felt in a long time. Her stomach grumbled, reminding her that she had barely eaten the night before, consumed by the shock of her mother's unexpected return.Her mother's voice, filled with an awkward nervousness, called out from the hallway. "Ashley, sweetie, I made breakfast. It's ready for you."Ashley sat up in bed, her body stiff from a restless night. She rubbed the sleep from her eyes and glanced at the digital clock on her nightstand. It was almost 9 AM, later than she usually woke up. Her mind raced with the events of the previous evening: the doorbell ringing, the awkward meeting at the parking lot. Her mother had been gone for 22 years, and now she was here, trying to slip back into her life as if nothing had happen
Dear CEO, all I want is revenge CHAPTER SEVENTY FIVE - DEADBEAT MOM RETURNS.
HER final destination for the day was Blue Skype modelling. The moment she pushed the glass door and entered inside the building...the models, the talent managers, and other employees all stared at her, and she knew something bad was about to happen to her. She asked herself, what's the worst that could happen?Mr Shaw stood in the gathering of some important shareholders and signalled her to come over. She nervously reached them in just a few steps. Mr Shaw gave her an envelope. Was she being dismissed? Her first reaction was to turn around and leave, but mr Shaw stopped her, and all the eyes in the building were literally begging her to open the envelope. She opened it and retrieved a white letter, before her brain could process what she saw. The crowd cheered, clapped and choruserd congratulations.She will be going to Paris to feature in the international fashion magazine, that was the biggest job ever yet. The entire building was full of cheers and clapping, how did they know?"A
Dear CEO, all I want is revenge CHAPTER SEVENTY FOUR - BAD DAY...
THE last person Thomas expected to see after a stressful night at the Met met gala was his wife, Maris laying on his bed. He absently entered his room, threw his tuxedo to one corner while he undid his tie. Thomas stopped dead in his track when he saw Maris, his eyes widened in shock. "Maris?" He managed to ask."Hi Thomas. Where have you been?" She laid on her right side and stared at him."What are you doing here?" He hesitated. "Chole, she's still out there, what if she find you?"She slowly stood from the bed. "Oh relax husband. My daddy has taken care of chole, she will never have to bother us ever again." She traced a light touch down his chest.Thomas was still not convinced. "It's not safe here.""Hmmm...is there something you're hiding from me?""What?" Thomas laughed nervously and pulled her closer to him. "There's nothing I'm hiding from you.""Good." She placed her hands on his chin and tilted his head to the side, she kissed him. They stumbled backwards and fell on the be
Dear CEO, all I want is revenge CHAPTER SEVENTY THREE - THE MET GALA: LOOSING IT ALL.
JUST as she thought she had found a safe haven, she collided with a man dressed in an eccentric outfit that matched the avant-garde theme of the gala. She stumbled back, her hand shooting out to steady herself. "I'm so sorry," she said, her eyes flicking up to meet his. To her horror, it was Thomas, his handsome face etched with confusion. "Ashley?" he questioned, his voice a mix of surprise and concern. Her mind raced as she tried to formulate an excuse. "Oh, Thomas, what a... pleasant surprise," she said, trying to sound as casual as possible. "I was just looking for the restroom, and I seem to have gotten a bit turned around." He tilted his head, his eyes searching hers. "You okay?" Ashley's pulse hammered in her ears. "Yes, yes, just a bit overwhelmed by the grandeur, you know?" Thomas nodded, his gaze lingering on her for a moment too long. "I can see why," he said, his voice low and comforting. "Would you like me to walk you there?" Her heart skipped a beat. "No, no, th
Dear CEO, all I want is revenge CHAPTER SEVENTY TWO - THE MET GALA: SWITCHING BETWEEN TWO DATES.
"WOULD you like a drink?" Thomas asked, mistaking her nervousness for thirst. "I'll grab us some champagne.""No, no, I'm fine," she replied a little too quickly. "Just...just give me a moment to admire this piece." She gestured to a mannequin dressed in an outlandish outfit that looked like it belonged on an alien runway.Thomas nodded, his eyes lingering on her before he stepped away. Ashley took a deep breath, willing her heart to calm down. She had to find a way to get to Aiden without Thomas finding out. The room was crowded, but she spotted a narrow corridor leading to the next exhibit. It was her chance."Thomas, I think I'll just step out for a moment to...uh, to check my makeup," she said, her voice shaky.Thomas nodded, engrossed in a nearby conversation. "Take your time, darling. I'll be right here."With a silent prayer to the fashion gods, Ashley slipped away. She stepped into the corridor, her heels clicking against the floor as she moved swiftly. The walls were lined w
