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THE CEO’S TOY CHAPTER 119 ADVICES AND RESOLVES
The CEO ..Zach’s laugh quaked his office as he clutched his stomach in contrast to the huge frown that stamped across my face.Her words still echoed In my head, images of her trying to seduce me still haunt me. I had a few questions to ask; what did I do wrong to the universe? Was it because I pecked her hands?I flinched—I shouldn’t have done that. “What the hell?” Zach’s laughter still lingered. “She wants you to be her sugar boy.” Zach erupted into another wave of laughter. I grimaced. Running my hand through my hair, I stated, “And Mr. Brian had to give her the 5%.” My voice soaked with a mixture of frustration and irritation. “You should have seen the faces she made; it was outright disgusting.” Zach attempted to stifle his laugh but failed as it filled the office once more. Finally stifling his laugh, he cleared his throat. “So would you be in her sugar boy?” I shot him a sharp look. I know he didn’t mean it, but I just couldn’t help it—it was like a reflex action.“So
Last Updated : 2024-08-05THE CEO’S TOY CHAPTER 120 TROUBLED LIVES
The toy...I sat in the living room, my thoughts drifting aimlessly. The soft hum of the air conditioner was the only sound accompanying my solitude. My mind wandered, unable to settle on anything substantial. Then, the doorbell clanked, breaking the silence.Damon walked in, his presence instantly filling the room with an energy that contrasted with my own.“Hey,” he greeted me with a casual ease, launching himself onto the couch beside me. His movements were familiar and comforting.“Fine, how was your day?” I asked, my voice distant as I remained lost in my thoughts. My gaze was unfocused, staring at nothing in particular.“It was okay. What about you?” he inquired, loosening his tie and letting out a sigh that spoke of a long day. He paused, noticing my silence and the weight in my demeanor. The usual spark in my eyes seemed dimmed, and my shoulders slumped. Concern etched itself onto his face as he leaned in closer, his warmth and proximity grounding me slightly.“Binky, what
Last Updated : 2024-08-11THE CEO’S TOY CHAPTER 121 TO WEAKEN
The CEO..I strutted into Greyford Holdings. It was a large company, but it wasn’t up to a two-thirds Wesley cooperation; no wonder my father looked down on everyone. Mr. Greyford had informed me to meet him at his office. My mind was blank on what he wanted; he still hadn’t told me what chance he was talking about, and I hadn’t done anything yet. But I plan on finding out what chance he was talking about.Greetings came from different directions, but I was too tense to see the good in the morning.Opening his office, my eyes fell on Mr. Greyford, standing, his back facing me. His phone was glued to his ears. I settled in the seat across from his. My eyes fixed intensely on him as he ended the call. An uneasy feeling gnawed at me. Mr. Greyford dropped his phone on the desk before shifting his gaze to me. “Have you seen your father since you came back?” He settled on his seat. My lips tightened and my brows furrowed. “No,” I responded with a clipped tone.A smile pulled his lips
Last Updated : 2024-08-11THE CEO’S TOY CHAPTER 122 Pearl
The CEO..It's been weeks, maybe even a month, since I was last here. Standing in front of my house, I ran my hands through my hair, unwillingness to enter wrapped around my body. I opened the door and stepped inside,I went up the stairs to my room. planning to grab some documents I needed before meeting up with Pearl. I had been racking my brain for ways to convince her without resorting to the option of offering my body. My body belonged to Binky and her alone.When I reached my room and opened the door, My eyes were assaulted by the sight of Lucy sprawled out on my bed. My brows knit together, and a stern gaze settled in my eyes. What the hell was wrong with this woman? Even in my absence, she had the audacity to invade my space and crawl into my bed.As I took in the scene, I couldn't help but notice how pale she looked. There were scratch marks on her neck, a testament to her current state. Despite feeling a twinge of pity, I couldn't care less. Lucy was the fool who allowed
Last Updated : 2024-08-11THE CEO’S TOY CHAPTER 123 LOVE AND DARK
The toy ..I stared outside through the glass doors of Damon’s villa. The last time I was here, I was begging to be loved, but now I was, and the interiors did look beautiful.The rain showered down on the roof, floor, and pool—each of them interacted with the rain, creating a different sound that melded to form a harmonious sound. The sound lured me, and all I wanted to do was play under it.I caught a whiff of his masculine scent before his strong arms went around me. Damon nuzzled his face into the crook of my neck. His warm breath tingled against my skin.“What are you thinking about?” Damon’s baritone voice romanced my ears.A smile formed on my lips as I wasn’t thinking about anything aside from running and playing under the rain—to swim under the rain, to be precise. I pulled away from his grip and faced him. I took a few steps back, creating some space between us. “Let me show you what I was thinking of.” I slipped the straps of my gown, and it fell to the ground with a muf
Last Updated : 2024-08-11THE CEO’S TOY CHAPTER 124 CROSS AND A SNAKE
CEO..I entered the code, and as the door was unlocked, I hurried inside. There she was, seated on the edge of the couch, a mix of relief and fear in her eyes. Without hesitation, I rushed over and enveloped her in a tight hug. The sensation of holding her was a soothing remedy to the worry that had been eating away at me. I had been trying to contact her all day, but she hadn't picked up. The worst-case scenario had played out a thousand times, each repetition drilling more fear than the rest. When she finally returned my call, her voice was quivering as she explained that someone had abducted her. Hearing those words intensified my heart pounding. My father must have had something to do with this—perhaps he was trying to teach me a lesson. But now, with her safe and sound in my arms, it was like a heavy burden had been lifted off my shoulders. All the dark thoughts vanished, replaced by the pure joy of having her right there with me."Are you alright?" I asked, my fingers soft
Last Updated : 2024-08-11THE CEO’S TOY CHAPTER 125 Mr Hudson
The CEO..My secretary came in. "Mr. Wesley, a man is here to see you. He said he has an urgent appointment with you. He's an investigator."I jolted up. "Let him in." Shortly, a slim, very tall man with messy hair down to his brow level walked in, a lazy expression in his eyes.Zach got up. "Hudson! It's been a while." They both shook hands. "Zach, my man, it’s been ages. I wasn’t expecting to hear from you."I got up as he walked toward me. "Seems you two are quite close." "Something like that," Zach replied."You must be Mr. Wesley. I've heard a lot about you—the name that's always in the headlines. It's an honor to meet you." He stretched his hand out to me.A smirk wove its way onto my lips. "You flatter me too much." "Mr.?""Hudson Grenville," he replied."Ah, it's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Grenville."From what I could tell, he was around my age group. The word "lazy" seemed to describe him effortlessly—from the way he walked, spoke, and even the look in his eyes. He did
Last Updated : 2024-08-11THE CEO’S TOY CHAPTER 126 I’M NOT THAT BOY
The CEO..A wild grin spread across my face as his six favorite goons strutted in, encircling me like vultures.I turned to him with a chuckle, "This again?"He smirked, leaning back. "Since force is the only thing that works on you, we have to go with that." With a sharp clap of his hands, he barked out, "Rough him up, boys!"As the first one lunged at me, I felt a surge of adrenaline. My eyes widened with excitement. "I’m not the only one getting roughed up today!" I yelled, charging right back at them.These thugs had beaten me to a pulp more times than I could count, all in the name of trying to win my father’s approval. But not today—today, I had a score to settle.The first guy threw a heavy punch, but I easily sidestepped, swerving to the right. I struck back with a vicious left hook to his side, a liver shot. His face contorted in pain. Finally, I thought, grinning as I relished the moment, I get to repay these bastards for every bruise, every broken bone. I followed up wit
Last Updated : 2024-08-11
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THE CEO’S TOY CHAPTER 151 Epilogue (Lucy & Aria)
Lucy pov ...Amidst the lush greenery, the breeze sung a calm song to me. I sat on the bench watching other patients. They were all crazy. I scoffed and skimmed my hands on my patient outfit. I turned and faced Logan, who arrived a few seconds later. “It’s been ages.” Logan smiled. “I wanted to get red roses, but you said you love yellow flowers." He handed me a bouquet of yellow roses.I smiled and accepted it. “How’s your sister?” I faced him. “Tell me you have stopped smoking.”It’s been a long time since I had a conversation with the outside world. I had no family and no friends ever came to visit. It was nice to see him.Logan chuckled. “I have stopped smoking.” His green eyes gleamed beneath the yellow hues of the sun. “And for my sister.” He paused and clenched the edge of the wooden seat. “She didn’t make it.” His voice softened.“I am so sorry.” My chest tightened. I knew how much he loved his sister.“But I opened a bar.” A wide smile formed across his lips. “When you g
THE CEO’S TOY CHAPTER 150
Lucy ..(This chapter contains violence that might disturb viewers. Viewers' discretion is advised.)The news had already spread like wildfire. Damon hadn’t said anything, nor have I; people could only wonder what happened that led to us canceling our wedding a day before. My friend had asked, and I told them that I ended it after discovering Damon wanted to absorb my company just like his father did to other companies.Leaning back on my office chair, I sighed. I was this close to having him. I jolted up as the door opened. “There’s a meeting with the board of directors,” Tina announced. “Now?” I raised a brow. “Why?” She adjusted her glasses. “Yes, Ma’am. I really don’t know. But all the members are around.” I sprang to my feet. The clicks of my heels echoed. My heart pounded. How come I wasn’t aware of the meeting? Sweat swathed across my palm.Opening the door, my eyes fell on the seven members—they were all here. It was hard for them to gather together, except something v
THE CEO’S TOY CHAPTER 149 Not a Toy
The toy ..I dragged the last luggage down the stairs and placed it at the door. I was tired of being his toy. I was stupid to think that we would end up together. I had enough savings to start up my life. I need to run away from Manhattan, from New York. I need to move far away, to another place.I glanced around the apartment; so many beautiful and ugly memories; both of them haunted me.Opening the door, I gasped as my eyes fell on Damon. I held the tears that welled in my eyes. My heart twisted yet fluttered. Pain and relief fought to dominate my chest—neither won.His eyes fell on my luggage, and he frowned. “Where are you going?” What is he going to say to me? No, stay here and watch me get married to another woman. I rolled my wet eyes. “I’m leaving Damon.” I tried to bolster my voice, to show resolve.He inched closer and shut the door behind him. His beautiful amber eyes burned into mine. The eyes I had loved so much, that had caused me so much pain. Now one of my babies
THE CEO’S TOY CHAPTER 148 Taste of freedom
The CEO..I climbed the stairs, each step feeling as heavy as the weight pressing down on my heart. Pearl had handed over the remaining 10 percent of the company shares to me, knowing that once the engagement and merger were finalized, the Wesley Corporation would likely dissolve Beckham Construction. The certificate was cold in my hands, but it felt meaningless now.As I passed by Lucy's room, the sound of her soft chuckle drifted out, followed by her mother's voice. I glared at the door. The thought of me spending the rest of my life with her was mentally gnawing. I was doing this for the child; once the child is enough, I'll get a divorce and just focus on my child. The memories of my childhood after my mother flooded in—just me and my father. "Damon isn’t around, right?" Mrs. Beckham asked. "Are you sure he is?"I was about to walk away, but the question glued my feet to the floor and, like a magnet, pulled my ears to the door."He isn't," Lucy replied, a note of excitement bub
THE CEO’S TOY CHAPTER 147 A Test
The toy ..Tears streamed down my face, warm and bitter as they traced the curves of my cheeks. The room around me was silent like it was holding its breath, waiting for me to break.And I did.I muffled my sobs, pressing the back of my hand against my mouth, trying to keep it together, even though no one was around to witness. My elbows dug into my thighs as I leaned forward, staring at the two red lines on the pregnancy test. They glared back at me, mocking me. I shook my head, refusing to believe it. This couldn’t be real. What now? My mind raced, thoughts crashing into each other like waves against a rock. Damon’s wedding was just two days away. Two days. Even if I told him, what would change? I could hear Mr. Brian's voice in my head, loud and clear. Men know who they want to marry, and they keep the others around just for fun.I had brushed off those words when he first said them, but now they are repeated. in my mind, each repetition drilling pain into my heart—I should ha
THE CEO’S TOY CHAPTER 146 Ceo
The CEO..The drive was perfect, the kind of perfect that only comes once in a long while. The wind whipped through my hair as the convertible glided down the winding road, the sun casting a golden glow over everything it touched. The expression on my father when I testified against him in court felt like an award—a medal.Opening the door to my house, my gaze fell on Mrs. Beckham and Lucy.Mrs. Beckham stood in the center of the room, her presence cold.My smile faded, “Mrs. Beckham,” I greeted her with a curt nod. Mrs. Beckham was the female version of my father, so I spoke, a knot formed in my stomach as her presence gnawed at me.She didn’t return my pleasantries. Instead, she placed a crisp white envelope on the burly wood table, her eyes boring into mine. “Open it,” she instructed, her tone strict and firm. I hesitated for a second before crossing the room.I hardened my gaze as I snatched up the envelope, the paper cool and smooth against my skin. I tore it open and pulled
THE CEO’S TOY CHAPTER 145 2Nd Mother
(This chapter contains violence that might disturb viewers. Viewers' discretion is advised.) The CEO . . I had changed into another outfit as I sat on the bed in my room. I constantly rubbed my hands, although they were clean. I could still feel Zach’s blood on my hand. How could I lose control? How could I hurt him? I smacked my head with my hand, letting out a grunt. Tracy trudged in. She only kept thinner and paler. “How are you doing?” “How is Zach? Is he up?” My fingers fidgeted. “No.” She tossed a file to me. “That’s the rest of my company.” “Why are you giving me?” Tracy’s expression softened. “Damon, I can die any moment. I need to leave my company with someone competent.” A weak smile stretched her lip. “Now let go and take your freedom from your father.” She gripped my hand, a failed attempt to pull me up. My chest tightened; this heart of mine had experienced too much pain. Another gloominess lingered at the mention of her dying any moment. I was too
THE CEO’S TOY CHAPTER 144 A BROTHER, A FRIEND
The CEO . .Lying on the bed, I felt the sheets beneath me, my eyes closed, yet my mind was restless, buzzing with haunting images I couldn’t escape. Binky's tears haunted me; her face burned into my thoughts. But it was my father’s smile that truly kept me awake—the coldness, the quiet satisfaction he always had when things went his way. My hand gripped the bedsheet, twisting it, hoping it could ease my pain— but nothing.I couldn’t shake the thought—if only I’d been better, if only I’d been stronger if only I could’ve been more than this... this puppet he so easily manipulated. But I wasn’t. I was nothing more than a piece on his board and moved around to suit his game. The bitterness of it tore me from the inside out, choking with helplessness. If only I could turn the tables and make him pay for all of it. I wasn’t that person—not powerful enough, not anything enough.Stumbling to the closet, I flung open a drawer, my heart racing as I reached for the revolver inside. The c
THE CEO’S TOY CHAPTER 143 The toy
Toy..I sat in the large, imposing courtroom. The air thickened with tension, but Nope still hung over, hoping Justice could be served. The murmurs of spectators seized as the proceedings began, leaving the shuffle of the papers. My eyes fixed on Damon’s father, who stood in the defendant box. Occasionally, he would stare at me and flash a smile that aggravated me. His words still rang in my ears, the way he casually told me how I looked softer than Aria outside the courtroom. I clenched my fist, hoping he would rot in jail for eternity. Mr. Jackson stood at the defendant's box. His eyes constantly darted between me and Mr. Wesley. My chest was tight like I was carrying the weight of the world on my chest. The flutters in my stomach were so grave that I might have developed stomach cancer. I sighed, hoping Damon’s threat should have walked in. Damon had messaged Mr. Jackson once he confessed to Mr. Wesley. He would protect him as Mr. Wesley would be powerless and be behind bars.
