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THE CEO’S TOY CHAPTER 23 WHO IS LOGAN II
The toy.I slipped into my car, still tingling from his touch—powerful and unforgettable. I could already feel the wetness between my legs. Recalling his fingers tracing my skin, and when his hand brushed my pussy, my body shuddered in pleasure. I subconsciously shut my eyes and tilted my head backwards, savoring the fleeting bliss I had just experienced. My eyes popped open, his voice echoed in my mind, "Now we're even." I scoffed, knowing he sought retaliation. Running my hands through my hair, I grabbed my phone.Me: You might have won the battle, but I’m winning the war.He should enjoy his little victory, cause he’d be the next person left speechless and begging for more. I couldn’t shake off the pleasurable electric thrill coursing through my body, flushing my cheeks. His touch on me like that-it was a first. My phone pinged.Damon: Let’s see how you pull that off.His confidence always amazed me."Did he charm me?" I muttered, chewing my nails.I couldn't understand why
Last Updated : 2024-06-19THE CEO’S TOY CHAPTER 24 WHO TOLD HER
The toy . . “The Logan in your diary is Tony’s older brother.” Jessie giggled hard on the couch, clutching her stomach. “I was right,” we said in unison as I rolled my eyes. I had expected as much from her. “But how could someone have the same features and the same name?” I wrinkled my brows. “You should start listening to me more,” she said amidst her laughter. Her laugh was beginning to grate on my nerves. I was in deep trouble. The only reason I agreed to date Logan was because I suspected him of being the one from the diary and the one who gave me the bracelet—but he was neither. “But why did he react the way he did?” I questioned. “His reaction misled me.” Jessie shrugged. “How do I get out of this mess?” I wondered, sinking my chin into my palm. Jessie stopped laughing and sat up straight. “Just tell him you don’t want the relationship anymore. You’ve changed your mind.” I furrowed my brows. There’s no way I can bring myself to do that, especially after spen
Last Updated : 2024-06-19THE CEO’S TOY CHAPTER 25 PERFECT CONFUSION
The CEO . . As I walked into Tinkle Jewel Company, clutching the jewelry box in my hands, my presence commanded immediate attention, drawing eyes—especially those of women—with every stride. Ignoring their flirtatious stares, each one begging for attention, I was intent on cracking the mystery of the bracelets. My mind was consumed with two questions: was the other bracelet a convincing fake? And if not, who had purchased one exactly like Ariel’s and why? Each possibility sent a chill down my spine. One of the female employees unbuttoned her blouse to reveal her cleavage, letting her hair fall over her shoulders before trailing behind me. “Good morning, Mr. Wesley,” she greeted, a broad smile playing on her heavily painted red lips. “How can we assist you today?” I turned to her and stared blankly, trying to recall her name. I had seen her many times, and she had introduced herself repeatedly. It's hard to remember her name with that heavy red lipstick on her lips constant
Last Updated : 2024-06-20THE CEO’S TOY CHAPTER 26 YOU CANT EAT YOUR CAKE
The toy...Quickly, I straightened my posture, regaining composure. “I have no idea what you are talking about.”Damon couldn’t have told her, and aside from Damon and Jessie, no one knew about the contract. She giggled, leaning her back against the car. "You'll have to do better if you're going to feign ignorance," she stated. "Just to show you how much I know, you're also running around with another man. What's his name again?" She waved her index finger in the air, struggling to recall. "Logan, isn't it? The bartender, yeah."A chill I had never experienced before traversed down my spine, and goosebumps emerged on my skin. How the hell did she find out about this?“I do like the idea that you have fallen out of love with Damon, but the contract is binding you.” She opened the car, brought a large brown envelope, and handed it to me. “I came here with a proposal.”I flinched at her words—falling out of love with Damon like that was even possible.My chest hitched as I opened it.
Last Updated : 2024-06-22THE CEO’S TOY CHAPTER 27 A Garden & A HOUSE
The toy...I paced around my sitting room, fidgeting with my fingers. The more I glanced at the clock, the slower time seemed to move. Despite all the lights being on, darkness still loomed, weaving a sense of fear through my nerves. I wasn’t comfortable in this house, but I didn’t want to handle this at Jessie’s place, nor did I want to involve her in it. Jessie was great at solving logical problems, but when it came to matters of the heart, she was as clueless as I was.When the doorbell rang, I jerked. He must be here. I darted towards the door. Opening it, he stood there with a box of chocolates in his hands.“It’s not your favorite, but I didn’t want to come empty-handed,” Logan said, flashing a smile. “So, what did you want to talk about?” he asked as he walked into the apartment, settling onto the sofa.I stood there like a maid, my palms cupping each other and my gaze fixed on the floor.Noticing my uneasiness, he approached and lifted my chin, our eyes meeting for a fleeti
Last Updated : 2024-06-23THE CEO’S TOY CHAPTER 28 THE FAIRYTALE WITCH
The toy . . I stood outside Adonis Track, a famous venue for horse racing known for its luxury. Mr. Brian had arranged for us to meet here, though I had no idea why. A glance at my watch told me it was noon. I was supposed to meet up with Lucy by now, but I had to postpone it until 4. Four more hours of torment were eating away at any semblance of peace I could have mustered. “Ms. Smith,” Mr. Brian called out, waving his hand while his phone remained glued to his ear. “Good morning,” I greeted, trailing behind him as he led me into the track. The venue was alive with the hum of excited spectators and the earthy scent of fresh-cut grass. The grandstand bustled with activity as people placed their bets while waiters moved about serving drinks. After scanning the area, I still couldn’t understand why I was here. He hadn’t given me a reason, and I just hoped this wasn’t leading to him asking me out, especially after that evening. “The place has a certain charm, doesn’t it?”
Last Updated : 2024-06-23THE CEO’S TOY CHAPTER 29 THE AUCTION.
The CEO..‘I’m deeply sorry.’I read the message again, spinning in my office chair, trying to discern its meaning, but nothing came up, no matter how hard I tried.I could ask, but I wasn’t ready to look for answers I might not want to find. With a sigh, I dropped my phone. Thoughts gnawed at me.Trying to find out who bought the other bracelet was like looking for a drop of water in the ocean. The auction was tonight, and I wasn’t able to get anything out of Lucy, and for Mr. Brian, I had no clue about his financial standing. Everything needs to go smoothly, or my chance of convincing my father will plunge to less than ten percent.I was drowning in my thoughts and hadn’t noticed Zach's presence.“What are you thinking about?” Zach’s voice pulled me out of my head.“A lot. I wasn’t able to get anything out of Lucy,” I stated.“Because you are not playing your card well. She doesn’t feel loved.”A frown etched across my face as I ignored him. I was doing my best. Lucy was just too
Last Updated : 2024-06-23THE CEO’S TOY CHAPTER 30 HUNGER FOR VICTORY
The CEO..The maid greeted me as I entered. "Your father is in the dining room.""Damon. Damon still there?" Zach muttered. “Lucy is—.” His voice came through the earpiece."Yeah, I know. I can hear the auction," I replied.The speaker was loud enough; I could hear it in the background."She's holding her stakes."I sighed. "Alright. I'm about to meet the devil; remember the word, right?""Yes, father," he giggled. "That sounds strange. It's like I just called you my father. Or like a sinner confessing to a priest."I smiled a little. tucking my phone in my trouser’s pocket.The air grew thinner as I approached the dining area, each step increasing the churning in my stomach. I still didn’t know why I was here.Bitterness flooded my mouth as I saw him, seated and dining on a rare steak, slicing it with a knife, its juices smearing the plate."Sit," he ordered, putting a slice in his mouth.As I settled down, the maid placed a plate of rare steak before me."I prefer it cooked," I in
Last Updated : 2024-06-23
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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.
