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THE 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 : 2024-06-29THE CEO’S TOY CHAPTER 42 RUN DAMON FROM THE PAST.
The CEO...Tracy and I met at our rendezvous—the VIP section of Greysville Lounge. I had purposely arrived three hours later than the agreed time; I wasn’t about to wait for two hours like that day.“Good evening,” I greeted as I settled across from her, gesturing for the waiter. “The usual,” I added as soon as he arrived.“Forget that. Bring juice,” Tracy ordered, turning to me. “No alcohol today.”I raised a brow. “Just get me water, then.”“So, what have you done?” Tracy asked, clasping her hands together.“Mr. Isaac is taking care of the building’s renovation,” I replied, pouring water into my glass and taking a sip.“We’re making progress, then.” She began.“I need your help with something,” I interrupted, leaning in. “How good are you at putting on an act?”Tracy adjusted her seat and leaned in, a cunning smile spreading across her lips. “Depends.”“I’ve been trying to get secrets out of Lucy, but I’m not making any progress,” I said, taking another sip of water. The bland tas
Last Updated : 2024-06-30THE CEO’S TOY CHAPTER 43 LIFE LOVED ME MORE
The toy..."What the hell?" Jessie yelled, her eyes widening in plain horror as she watched the video.I nudged her as our colleagues turned their attention to us in the crowded office."How did this happen?" she whispered. "What did Logan say? What is the person asking for?" She kept shooting questions at me, with no space to reply."Logan is as dumbfounded as I was, and we're not on good terms," I began to explain. "The person isn't saying anything, just sending emojis and commenting on how sexy my body is." The hollowness in my chest just kept getting deeper."Note to self: never have sex near a big window like that," Jessie quipped, trying to lighten the mood. "I'm sorry."I nodded, knowing her attempts at comfort were awkward at best. The video had been taken through that big window."Why aren’t you on good terms?" Jessie asked.I sighed heavily, the horror of last night slowly creeping into my mind. "I mentioned Damon while having sex with him."Shock was written wide across h
Last Updated : 2024-06-30THE CEO’S TOY CHAPTER 44 RELIABLE LOGAN
The toy...I stood at the entrance of the bar, the warmth of the afternoon sun unable to chase away the chills running down my spine. It had been two days since the incident, and we hadn't spoken or seen each other.As I opened the door and stepped inside, I saw Logan deep in conversation with another bartender."Hey," I said with a nervous smile, taking a seat on a stool."How can I help you, Aria?" His voice was cold, and the adoration that once gleamed in his eyes was gone.I couldn’t really blame him."How are you feeling?" Logan asked.My eyes widened in surprise. I hadn’t expected him to care."Has the person said what they want?" Logan's voice held a trace of concern."He only said it would look good on a website," I replied, swallowing hard."The jerk is asking me for money," Logan said, sliding his phone over to me."What?" I picked up his phone and scrolled through the messages, reading the threats. "He wants a million dollars to delete the video? Where does he expect a ba
Last Updated : 2024-06-30THE CEO’S TOY CHAPTER 45 ENJOY THE WARM WORDS
The toy. . . “What do you mean?” I stuttered, my heart racing. Jessie quietly slipped out of the apartment, giving us some space. Damon shoved his phone in my face. It was the tape, from a different angle. The air became dense with tension, stretching my eyes wide open as time seemed to freeze. Logan had said he dealt with the video. Why were there two videos? “How could you do this to me?” Damon gripped my arm tightly. “You promised to be truthful. You said it was payback, yet you lied to me.” I stood silently, my gaze fixed on the floor, unable to meet his eyes.I could already hear the pain in his voice. He let go of me and rubbed his face with his hands, taking a deep breath. Damon began pacing around the living room. “You’re not going to say anything?” Damon yelled. “Say something, please, anything at all,” he pleaded. I wanted to speak, but there was a lump in my throat, tightening it. Tears welled up, blurring my vision. “Say something now,” Damon ordered, narrowing h
Last Updated : 2024-07-02THE CEO’S TOY CHAPTER. 46 LOGAN
Logan..It was a chilly evening, and Aria had assigned me work for Damon Wesley's charity event—a bartender at the indoor bar that I had constructed. Standing amidst the chatter and clinking glasses of the elite, classical music grating at my ears, I took a sip of the cocktail I had just mixed. Whenever I encountered the wealthy, something inside me bristled. How easily they lived and how they looked down upon the less fortunate."Hey X," Lucy walked up to me, her usual deviously beautiful smile on her lips."My name is Xevon. I've told you that many times," I replied, mixing another drink."I've never heard such a name, and X is easier to pronounce," Lucy said, snatching my drink and taking a sip. "Aria giving you the contract shows progress, don't you think?"Lucy had introduced herself a few days prior at her friend's wedding, where I was hired as a bartender. But her true aim was to seduce Aria so she could elope with me.A frown marred her face as she spotted her fiancé holding
Last Updated : 2024-07-02THE CEO’S TOY CHAPTER 47 LOGAN
Logan..My eyes widened as she kissed me, and the air around the park celebrated my victory. I had no idea what she had seen on her phone, but whatever it was, I was glad for it.“I need to use the restroom,” Aria giggled as we pulled away.As soon as she disappeared into the park, I picked up her phone and typed in her password. I had seen her enter it before, so I knew it by heart.Once her phone was unlocked, I quickly checked her text messages and social media accounts.My heart raced with the fear of being caught. I took out my phone from my pocket and started snapping photos of everything I could.While sifting through her messages, one conversation caught my eye. Aria and Damon were discussing a contract. I took pictures of their chat. After closing all the apps, I turned off the phone and slipped it back into her purse.When she returned, we walked through the park, our hands linked together, chatting until I dropped her off at Jessie’s place.****After dropping Aria off, I
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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.
