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CHAPTER 33 Run, Run Binky from the past
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THE CEO’S TOY CHAPTER 34 A SWEET MONSTER.
The CEO..My head leaned back as my gaze drifted to the ceiling of my office. Papers flooded my desk—contracts to sign, business proposals to review—yet none of it could distract me. My blood boiled as images of Binky kissing that godforsaken man replayed in my mind. That’s why she had asked that question; my anger erupted like a chemical reaction. I picked up my phone—still no message from her, no explanation, nothing at all. She really just let me walk away like that.“Your meeting must have gone badly. You look so down,” her voice pierced my thoughts.Lucy was the last person I wanted to see or talk to right now.“What meeting?” I muttered. “Oh, yeah, the meeting. It went bad. I lost the deal, actually,” I added quickly, remembering I had spent days away under the pretense of traveling to Florida for business.Lucy smiled. “I know how you feel.” She placed a lunch box on the desk. “I brought lunch for you.”I forced a smile. Even though I didn’t like her, I could have appreciated
Last Updated : 2024-06-26THE CEO’S TOY CHAPTER 35 2ND MOTHER.
The CEO..I glanced at my watch. I knew Tracy was terrible at keeping time, but she had gotten worse. She had texted me to hang out yesterday, but I already had plans to drag Binky to the hospital. So I took a rain check. We decided to meet at 6 p.m. Knowing Tracy, I came at 7:30, but now it’s 8:30, and she still wasn’t here.Tracy walked in a red gown and a black fur coat, her red hair packed in a bun. "Sorry, little Wesley. Something came up,” she apologized, settling in the seat across from me.A frown still lingered across my face. “You should have said so. But you keep saying you were on your way.” Tracy rested her chin on her clasped hands on the table, tilting her head with a knowing smile. "If I had told you, you'd have left, and who knows when we'd meet next?"I guess she knew me as well as I knew her.“Eaten?” She tucked her chair in.“No appetite. But I will drink.” I sighed.I had barely had any appetite since Binky’s incident. I had eaten enough of her scornful words.
Last Updated : 2024-06-27THE CEO’S TOY CHAPTER 36 PARIS
The toy...I sighed for the tenth time, lying lazily across the bed with the diary beside me, yet my mind was too troubled to read it. After hearing from the nurse that Damon had stayed through all four of her surgeries, I realized he was never going to pull the plug. I was too blinded by my emotions to see that—he was just trying to pull me out. Turning to the other side of the bed, facing the window, my consciousness ate at me as I remembered the hurtful words I said. I even involved his mother. I resisted the urge to smack my head.Sitting up, I grabbed my phone and checked for any response to my messages asking him to talk. The blue ticks mocked me—he had ignored me for a week now. I sighed again, feeling the weight of my own actions.Jessie burst into the room, tossing her bag aside and rushing towards me. "Remember how we dreamed of going to Paris?" Her voice bubbled with excitement. "You never convinced Damon to take us, but guess what?""Yeah?" I replied."Zach's cousin is g
Last Updated : 2024-06-27THE CEO’S TOY CHAPTER 37 FLOWERS & BUTTERFLIES
The toy...I soaked myself in the bath after a full body scrub, ensuring my skin was glowing and soft. Emerging, I rummaged through my luggage for something seductive yet subtle. Damon is a very stubborn man, and if he sensed my intentions, he would resist. I settled on a mini skirt and a crop top.In front of the mirror, I adjusted my cleavage to be more pronounced and sprayed my body mist—its vanilla and rosy scent filled the room. I lined my lips and applied a glossy sheen, then tousled my hair just enough to give it a sultry touch.Standing outside his door, I reminded myself: the goal was to seduce him, not the other way around, and to seek forgiveness, not for him to come back. “House over the garden,” I said to myself before opening the door.My eyes widened, and my goals slipped away as I saw him. He had just showered, his hair slicked back, not a strand falling to compete with his piercing eyes. I froze, my gaze trailing down his masterpiece of a body, from his broad chest
Last Updated : 2024-06-27THE CEO’S TOY CHAPTER 38 WARM ACTIONS
The CEO..I walked out of the room in a daze, headed straight to the cabinet, and pulled out a bottle of wine and a glass cup. Within minutes, I was sitting on the balcony. Although the night breeze was cool, my body still simmered with anger. My heart was heavy, feeling betrayed. I remembered how my heart raced when she wrapped her legs around me and the smile that spread across her lips—I wanted to kiss them. My body yearned for her. Yet the image of her kissing Logan was still digging pits in my head and giving me headaches.Pouring wine into the glass, the ice cubes clinked softly. I downed it in one go, trying to drown out her words echoing in my mind."Warm actions, cold words," I muttered bitterly to myself, remembering how I couldn't promise her a future yet ended up with Lucy down the aisle.I refilled the glass and sipped it. Aunt Tracy's advice slipped into my head. I felt even worse; it was so much easier not to blame myself for her being with the bartender.My phone buz
Last Updated : 2024-06-28THE CEO’S TOY CHAPTER 39 CAN A GARDEN BE A HOUSE?
The toy...With a blink of an eye, I was sliding down the slick, wet road, my back scraping against the surface. The protective gear I wore was the only thing keeping the rough asphalt from shredding my skin.My heart raced, and I wanted to scream, but I stifled it. Screaming would only make things worse for Damon. He was probably more terrified than I was, blaming himself for this mess.I felt a firm grip as Damon groaned and flipped me over, positioning himself between me and the harsh road. His body formed a protective barrier with his arms and legs.Damon opened his visor. "I've got you. Hang on tight," he said. "You're going to be okay. Just stay calm."My heart pounded, and the cold air stung my nose as I gasped for breath."I know you're scared. Just listen to my voice. Block everything else out. Just focus on me," he urged, his voice soothing as his grip tightened.I shut my eyes and concentrated on his words."It’s going to be fine. I'm right here. You'll be safe," he reass
Last Updated : 2024-06-28THE CEO’S TOY CHAPTER 40 JEALOUSY & DECEIT
The CEO..My body stiffened as I saw Lucy talking to Binky, her annoying wide grin stamped on her face.Without a second glance at Binky, I grabbed Lucy and yanked her out of the hall.Once we were outside, I scowled."What the hell are you doing?“I had business to attend to here, so I decided to stop by,” Lucy stated. “You’ve been having fun with her, right? That’s why you didn’t bring me along.” Her eyes flickered with annoyance.“I didn’t bring her along. Zach brought her best friend, Jessie, and Jessie brought her,” I explained.I had to make her believe me, or all my efforts—eating her horrible food, cuddling her body that made my skin crawl—would all be in vain.Lucy's lips curled into a condescending smile.I held her by her arms as gently as my body could permit, resisting the urge to snap her in two.“I am trying to fall in love with you.” Lies nowadays just seem to roll off my tongue like it’s nothing. “Why would I want to ruin my efforts?” I forced a smile at her as I pul
Last Updated : 2024-06-29THE CEO’S TOY CHAPTER 41 THERAPIST AND SURPRISE.
The toy..I sat in the therapist's office three days after returning from Paris, not just because of the doctor's advice but to seek a cure for this madness called love. The soft powder-blue walls created a comforting atmosphere.I thought I would be uncomfortable, but here I was, rambling about how Damon was torturing me."What keeps you connected to this particular person despite being in another relationship?"Amelia asked with a soothing voice that matched her features—black hair, brown eyes, calm face."Are you sure everything I say here is confidential?" whispered, as though someone else was in the room with us.Amelia explained the limits of confidentiality and when it may be breached.I sighed and answered, "The contract." I proceeded to explain what the contract was about and how I got into it."What emotions or thoughts come up when you consider the possibilities of ending the contract?" Amelia's question opened the door to this feeling that chewed at me. I struggled to ar
Last Updated : 2024-06-29
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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.
