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Mr. CEO Wants Me 042
The next time I saw Brenda at work, she seemed strange like something was about to happen, but I couldn’t quite put my finger on it. She hadn’t been around much lately, and when she was, she always seemed distracted, like her mind was somewhere else.I kept telling myself that maybe she was just caught up with Jason since things were finally falling into place for her, and she didn’t need this job anymore the way she used to. But even though I tried to push those thoughts away, there was this feeling sitting in my chest, more like I was about to lose something or someone important and couldn’t stop it from happening.When she walked into the office that day, I knew right away that something was different. She wasn’t wearing her usual work clothes, not her blouses or pencil skirts. Instead, she had on this soft, flowy dress that made her look like she was glowing from the inside out. Her hair was perfectly curled, and she had that dreamy, faraway smile on her face like everything in he
Last Updated : 2025-03-23Mr. CEO Wants Me 043
That evening, after work, I went to Brenda and Jason’s new place because she had asked me to come and help her unpack. I had been thinking about it all day, wondering what it would be like, if it would feel strange seeing her in this whole new world, a world that didn’t include me the way it used to. And as much as I wanted to be happy for her, there was this small feeling in my mind and a part of me already missed how things used to be.I stepped out of the company and waved down a cab, feeling the cool evening breeze brush against my face. Sliding into the back seat, I gave the driver the address Brenda had sent me earlier. Immediately the cab pulled into traffic, I leaned against the window, watching the city lights pass us while my mind drifted to thoughts of Brenda’s new life. The ride felt both quick and slow at the same time with each passing street. When the cab finally stopped in front of their house, I paid the fare, took a deep breath, and stepped out.The sun was starting
Last Updated : 2025-03-24Mr. CEO Wants Me 044
Even though Brenda and Jason had asked me to spend the weekend with them, I couldn’t bring myself to stay. I knew they needed time to settle into their new place without me being around. This was a new life for both of them and the last thing I wanted was to get in the way while they figured things out together. So, after helping them unpack and spending a few hours catching up, I said my goodbyes and left.I decided to visit home for the weekend and spend some time with my sisters, Ella and Emma, since my Dad had recovered and gone on a vacation with my Mom to relax after everything. I wanted to check up on my sisters, make sure they were doing okay without our parents around, and honestly, I missed them. It felt like forever since we’d all hung out properly, and I knew they’d have a lot to say, especially Enma, who never ran out of things to talk about.I arrived home that evening, the air feeling warm and familiar, the way it always did when I came back after being away for a while
Last Updated : 2025-03-25Mr. CEO Wants Me 045
The next morning, before I even had the chance to stretch properly or think about what I wanted to do for the day, Ella and Emma were already in my room, practically bouncing with excitement. They didn’t even bother knocking, because, apparently, personal space didn’t exist when it came to them.Ella flopped onto my bed, making herself comfortable like she owned the place, while Emma stood by the door with her arms crossed, giving me that look that she wasn’t leaving without getting her way.“You promised,” Ella blurted out, pulling my blanket away from my face like it was her mission in life to get me out of bed. “You literally said if we behaved while Mom and Dad were gone, you’d take us somewhere fun, and guess what? We’ve been like actual angels.” She grinned, though the way she said it made it sound way too rehearsed. I wasn’t buying it.Emma added, “Yeah, and it’s not like we’re asking for much. Just a little trip to the fun park, come on, you know you want to. It’s not like you
Last Updated : 2025-03-26Mr. CEO Wants Me 046
Monday mornings were never easy, and after the fun weekend I had with Ella and Emma, dragging myself back to work felt like stepping into a completely different world, and more so, there were emails to check, work to complete, and endless meetings that seemed to go on forever. The weekend had given me a sense of calm, but weekdays didn’t care about that, it pulled me back whether I was ready or not.The moment I walked into the office, everything felt the same as usual, the sound of keyboards clicking, phones ringing from different corners, and the faint smell of coffee hanging in the air like it had settled permanently into the walls.My desk was exactly how I had left it on Friday, but somehow, being back felt different. It wasn’t bad exactly, but after spending days surrounded by people who genuinely loved me, coming back to this made me feel a little…empty.I dropped my bag onto the floor, settled into my chair, powered on my computer, and set my attention on the screen in front o
Last Updated : 2025-03-27Mr. CEO Wants Me 047
By the time afternoon rolled around, I was halfway through a long and boring meeting with a few other colleagues. The room felt too cold as if someone had cranked the air conditioner to the highest setting on purpose, and no matter how much I tried to focus on the discussion, I was lost in thought.The voices around me blended together, about reports, numbers, and deadlines, but none of it was enough to pull me away from my thoughts completely. I kept thinking about the last outing I spent with Nick, the conversations we had, the laughter we shared and underneath all of that, I wanted him to ask me out again.It was getting harder and harder not to smile every time his name popped into my mind. I had told myself I wouldn’t get distracted, that I would stay professional and focused, but apparently, my brain had other plans. And Suzan had already figured me out earlier in the day, and now, the last thing I needed was for anyone else to notice and start asking questions I wasn’t ready to
Last Updated : 2025-03-28Mr. CEO Wants Me 048
The next day started off like any other, emails piling up on my desk, and the constant gossip happening all around the office. I tried my best to bury myself in work, focusing on tasks that didn’t actually need my immediate attention, just to keep my thoughts from wandering where they shouldn’t. It wasn’t like I was actually being productive, I just wanted to keep my mind busy. After everything that happened yesterday, with Suzan running her mouth and the awkward tension with Jordan, I wanted to avoid any more drama. I didn’t need any more eyes on me, and I definitely didn’t need Nick on my mind. I figured keeping my head down was the safest option.I didn’t want to overthink it, the way Jordan had looked at me like he had something to say but never really saying it. I didn’t want to think about how it felt when his eyes lingered on me a little too long. I wanted to convince myself that nothing had changed between us—but that was a lie, and I knew it.I spent the morning avoiding him.
Last Updated : 2025-03-30Mr. CEO Wants Me 049
The day started off slow and made me question whether I even wanted to step outside my apartment or just stay curled up in bed, letting time pass without a second thought. But I knew I had already made plans that involved seeing Brenda, and after everything that had been happening lately, I needed a break from my own thoughts, from work, from everything that kept my mind spinning in a direction I didn’t want it to go.Brenda had been texting me non-stop for the past few days, dropping hints that she had something important to tell me, but never actually coming out and saying it. Typical Brenda. She always wanted me to drag the truth out of her, like she enjoyed watching me piece things together instead of just giving me a straight answer. But that was just how she was, and honestly, I was used to it by now.So, after spending way too much time debating whether I should actually go or just tell her I wasn’t in the mood for socializing, I finally pulled myself together, grabbed my keys,
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The office was more subdued now, the lunch hour ending with people filtering back to their workstations, their voices a gentle buzz over the sound of keyboard clicks. I sat back in my chair, gazing at my phone, Mom’s words concerning Dad’s health and the bills lingering in my thoughts. The cold coffee in front of me was all that had been moved, but I didn’t care.The sabotage of the mock-up was a distant storm compared to the pain of knowing my parents were struggling. I wished I could correct it all, send them money, make Dad recover, and take the burden off Mom, but I felt stretched taut, like I was keeping too many pieces together.Footsteps interrupted my thoughts and I glanced up to see David coming towards me, a frown replacing his usual grin. He held a tablet in his hands, tapping the edge of it with nervous fingers. “Tee, got a minute? I went back over the logs on that mock-up debacle and… it’s strange.” He sat down beside a chair, speaking in a whisper so that no one could ov
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I sat at my desk, the office noise receding to a distant buzz as I gazed at the tampered mock-up document in front of me. The incorrect numbers leered back at me, accusatorily silent, and my chest constricted with anger and confusion. Clara had suggested someone had done this deliberately, and I couldn’t help but see Jordan or Suzan as a suspect. Who would sabotage our effort? I massaged my temples and the morning coffee turned bitter in my gut.The marketing floor door swung open and there he was, tall and cutting a path through the hubbub, blue eyes scanning until catching mine. He strode over to where I sat, suit jacket over shoulder, tie still undone from the debrief. "Tee," Nick whispered, taking a chair beside me, steady voice but hinting with concern. "What is it? Clara gave me a quick rundown, but I want to hear the rest from you."I turned to him, fiddling with a pen in my hands. “Someone tampered with the Reid Corps prototype. The data's all incorrect, old data, not the new
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I woke to the soft patter of rain against my window, the gray light filtering through the blinds tossing gentle shades across my room. For a moment, I just lay there, wrapped in the warmth of my blankets, the quiet morning wrapping around me like a hug.Nick’s side of the bed was empty, the sheet where he’d been was cool and I reached out, my fingers brushing the spot where he’d slept. A small note resting on his pillow caught my attention. ‘Early meeting. Coffee’s on. Call me later, Tee. –N”. I picked it up, smiling as I thought of last night, the way he’d held me close after my sisters left, making me feel safe when the worries about Mom and Dad crept in.I sat up slowly, the hardwood floor cold under my feet as I slipped out of bed, still wearing Nick’s oversized T-shirt that hung past my knees. The smell of fresh coffee pulled me toward the kitchen and when I got there, I poured a mug, the steam rising in little curls as I leaned against the counter.The taste was strong and bitte
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Later that afternoon, I unlocked my apartment door, Nick trailing behind with a bag of groceries we’d grabbed on the way. Emma and Ella were already inside, sprawled on my couch, my laptop open on the coffee table, papers scattered everywhere.Their identical faces, hazel eyes, and dark hair like mine, lit up as I walked in, but I caught the tension in their postures like they’d been arguing.“Hey, big sis!” Emma called, jumping up to hug me, her hoodie smelling faintly of her favorite vanilla perfume. “Thanks for the laptop.”Ella stayed seated, her arms crossed, her voice quieter. “Yeah, we are grateful.” She glanced at Nick, curious but guarded. “Hello, Mr. Nick. Tracy talks about you nonstop.”Nick chuckled, setting the groceries on the counter, his charm on full blast. “All good things, I hope. I’m Nick White, nice to meet you both.” He extended a hand, and Emma shook it eagerly, while Ella gave a small wave, still sizing him up.I raised an eyebrow, kicking off my shoes. “What’s
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The café on 5th was a cozy spot, all exposed brick and mismatched chairs, the air thick with the smell of bacon and fresh coffee. Brenda waved us over from a corner table, her red sweater bright, her dark hair spilling over her shoulders. Jason sat beside her, his flannel sleeves rolled up, a plate of half-eaten pancakes in front of him, his broad frame filling the chair. His hazel eyes lit up as we approached, and he stood, offering Nick a firm handshake.“Nick, Tracy, good to see you guys,” Jason said, his voice warm, a faint drawl from his small-town roots. “Brenda’s been hyping this brunch all night.”Brenda laughed, pulling me into a quick hug, her perfume sweet. “Damn right, Jason. I need to make sure my Tracy is alright, and Nick’s gotta pass my boyfriend test.” She winked at Nick, who slid into the chair across from her, his arm brushing mine as I sat.“Am I under a test?” Nick declared, grinning and his hand resting on my thigh under the table, warm and grounding.I rolled my
Mr. CEO Wants Me 071
The conference room at Haven Enterprises buzzed with pre-meeting energy as everyone walked in and out. The projector hummed as Clara fiddled with the laptop, muttering about finicky cables.I was standing at the front, flipping through my notes. My blouse was tight, my skirt pressed, but my stomach churned with nerves and maybe a little too much of Nick’s strong coffee earlier this morning.The client pitch was a big deal, a chance to lock in a major contract, and as senior director, all eyes were on me to make it a success.Nick leaned against the table, his suit jacket off, tie loosened, going over his own notes. He caught my eye, his lips twitched, but he kept it professional, turning to Clara. “We good on the tech, Ms. Clara? Don’t want a repeat of last month’s projector fiasco.”Clara groaned, her curls bouncing as she plugged in another cable. “Yeah, yeah, it’s under control, boss. Unlike Torres, who’s probably still hungover from last night’s happy hour.” She grinned, tossing a
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The next morning, I woke to the smell of coffee and the soft clatter of dishes. Sunlight streamed through the blinds, warming the bed, and I stretched, my body sore in the best way. Nick’s side was empty, the sheets cool, and I smiled, knowing he was probably wrestling with that finicky coffee machine to keep his promise.I slipped into one of his T-shirts, the fabric soft and smelling faintly of him, and padded barefoot to the kitchen. Nick stood at the counter, shirtless, jeans slung low, pouring coffee into my favorite mug—the one with the chipped handle I’d claimed weeks ago. The dishwasher was running, clunking like it was on its deathbed, and I smirked, leaning against the doorway.“Morning, chef,” I said, my voice still sleepy.Nick turned, grinning, his hair tousled, eyes bright. “Morning, sleepyhead. And don’t fuss about the coffee. It's ready, black like you like it.” He handed me the mug, his fingers brushing mine, sparking a low hum in my body. “How did you sleep?”“Like a
Mr. CEO Wants Me 069
We crossed the living room, the city lights twinkling through the windows, and I glanced at the couch, remembering how we’d tangled there last weekend, his hands everywhere on my body. My pussy throbbed at the thought, but I pushed it down, focusing on the moment. His apartment felt like home now, my throw blanket was on the couch, my favorite mug was in the cabinet, and even my shampoo was in his bathroom. It was ours, in a way, and that thought made my heart tight with something deeper than lust.In the hallway, the flickering light shone faintly, and I nudged him. “See? Told you it’s still broken. You’re gonna regret it when I face-plant one of these days.”Nick sighed, pulling me past it. “Alright, alright, I’ll call the electrician tomorrow. Are you happy now?”“I'm thrilled,” I said, sarcasm dripping, but I squeezed his hand, loving how he let me nag and how he listened even when he pretended not to.The bathroom door swung open, and the familiar marble and glass greeted us, the
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The kitchen was a mess of taco crumbs on the counter, a smear of spicy mayo on the island, and the faint smell of grilled chicken lingering in the air. I wiped my hands on a dish towel, the bourbon’s warmth still whizzing in my veins, and leaned back against the counter, watching Nick stack our plates in the sink. His shirt was untucked, his sleeves rolled up, and his hair was still a little wild from my fingers earlier in the car. God, he looked good, all relaxed and domestic, like this was our routine—and it kind of was.“Those tacos were a solid eight out of ten,” I said, crossing my arms, my skirt shifting slightly as I hopped back onto the counter, legs dangling. “But you’re still not topping my mom’s recipe. She’d school you.”Nick snorted, turning on the faucet, the water hissing as he rinsed a plate. “Your mom’s tacos? I’m calling bullshit, Tee. You just don’t wanna admit I’m a culinary god.” He flashed me a grin, his blue eyes catching the kitchen lights, and I felt that fami
