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THE CEO’S TOY CHAPTER 55 BACK TO THE THERAPIST.
The toy...'I’m afraid Mummy will send me back to the basement. I’m scared of the dark,' she said‘Don’t worry, I’ll go,’I replied.‘No, I don’t want you to go, especially because of me.’‘Ariel, I did it. You’re scared of the dark. Keep staying in the light while I stay in the dark for you.’Opening my eyes, tears streamed down, my heart heavy with a deep pain I couldn’t understand. The diary was open against my chest. I fell asleep while reading it.Slowly, I rose to a sitting position, and emotions broke out, hot liquid carrying my pain flowed from my eyes and stung my face.“Hey, Ari. Are you okay?” Jessie asked, her voice weighed down by sleep.My body shuddered with every sob. “I’m sorry I woke you,” I apologized, my voice wobbling.Jessie sat up and pulled me into her arms. “Is it Damon that’s making you cry?” she asked, her voice edged with annoyance.“Of course not.” I wiped my tears. “Just painful memories,” I whispered.“You’re going to be fine.” Jessie stroked my back as
Last Updated : 2024-07-08THE CEO’S TOY CHAPTER. 56 IS SHE SLIPPING AWAY?
The CEO..Stepping out of my sleek black sports car, I'm immediately greeted by a barrage of flashing cameras. The night air was alive with the excitement of the event, and I took a moment to let the photographers capture the scene. Dressed sharply in a perfectly fitted suit, I offer a slight smile, acknowledging the attention without revealing too much. The cool breeze tousled my hair as I stood, feeling the weight of anticipation and the hum of the bustling crowd around me.After a few moments, I nodded to the photographers, signaling that they've gotten what they needed. With purpose in my stride, I made my way towards the illuminated entrance of the event hall.“Hey, man,” Zach approached me, a smirk playing on his lips. “Tracy really outdid herself with this one.”A soft yet powerful smile curled up my lips as I surveyed the crowd of high-profile business personalities she had managed to gather. Some I knew well; others I had only seen in the news or on magazine covers. It was
Last Updated : 2024-07-08THE CEO’S TOY CHAPTER 57 DREAM OR REAL?
The toy...I trailed behind as I was pulled by his arm, ignoring every feeling his touch caused. I was sick and tired of his little mind games. The warm air turned cold as we stepped out, leaving the noise behind us.He twirled me, positioning me before him.“What Damon?” I asked, exasperated.Without warning, no hint or soever, he planted his lips on mine. My eyes widened as I froze, and my brain hadn’t discerned if this was real or not. He had never kissed me; he always stopped when he was inches away. When Damon wrapped his strong arm around my waist, pulling me closer to his body, fireworks ignited in my body—it was real.Damon pulled back, his hungry-filled eyes locked onto mine. “Say something.” He breathed out.How could I? I was too stunned to speak. I guess I just have to show him.With savage intensity, I closed my eyes and yanked him closer by his tie, reclaiming his lips with mine. The chill of the night air couldn't cool the heat surging through me. Our tongues entwine
Last Updated : 2024-07-08THE CEO’S TOY CHAPTER 58 CEO
The CEO...I groaned and turned, the morning light piercing my eyes. I shaded them with my hand. Turning left, I saw her beautiful form, hidden beneath the blanket beside me. I smiled, gently caressing her face, admiring how all her features seemed perfectly placed.Rising to my feet, I grabbed a towel from the closet, wrapped it around my waist, and reached for my phone in my trouser pocket.I frowned at the missed calls—Lucy, ten missed calls; Tracy, twenty missed calls. Did I owe them a liver?Sinking into the sofa, I dialed Tracy’s number. The dial tone felt harsh to my ears.“What the hell, Damon Wesley?” she shouted from the other end. “You just vanished! I was supposed to introduce you to Mr. Greyford and some other important people.”I shut my eyes and raised my brows, bracing myself for her nagging.“You told me to find an answer, and I went looking for it,” I said with a smile, glancing at Binky, who was still sleeping peacefully on the bed.“I have no idea what that mean
Last Updated : 2024-07-08THE CEO’S TOY CHAPTER 59 HEY BINKY
The CEO..Mr.Brian's face flushed, and he coughed awkwardly. "Well, since we're considering this partnership, I wanted to make sure there wouldn't be any complications. You see, I've been thinking of, uh, getting closer to Aria myself. She's quite remarkable, and I thought, " He trailed off, finally meeting my gaze, only to flinch at the intensity of my stare.Who the hell was this bastard?My eyes darkened as my mind raced, a storm and fury brewing within me. How dare he think he could move in on my Binky? But I couldn't let him see how much this affected me. I had to keep my emotions in check."Mr.Brian," I said, leaning forward, my voice low and controlled. "If you know what's best for you and your business, you'll avoid her." My gaze pierced his, daring him to challenge me.He swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing visibly. "I see," he stammered, shifting uncomfortably. "I didn't mean to cause any tension. I just thought... well, it doesn't matter."Rising to my feet, I extend
Last Updated : 2024-07-10THE CEO’S TOY CHAPTER 60
The toy... Tuesday morning and I had nowhere to be, not even work as Jessie and I took our three weeks break. I sighed, staring at my phone-no messages, not from Damon or Jessie.Jessie had gone on a trip with Zach, promising to visit me today. As for Damon, we'd been talking, but he'd been distant lately. Was the intimacy that bad?I sprawled back on the bed, my gaze fixed on the ceiling. Another sigh escaped me, restlessly shifting, wondering if he was thinking of me too.If only I had something to do and somewhere to go.My phone beeped, and my heart raced as I scrambled to pick it up. I hissed and collapsed back onto my bed. It was a message from those newsletters to which I subscribed too.I curled myself on the bed; every moment of that night spent on the bed kept crawling in. I shut my eyes, desiring his arms to be around me and his breath against me. The echoes of his chuckles haunted my very core. I wrapped my arm around the pillow, squeezing it tightly. My heart ached with
Last Updated : 2024-07-10THE CEO’S TOY CHAPTER 61 FLIGHT TO GREECE
The toy. . . Stepping into the ride that he had sent for me, a bouquet of roses and a note lay on the seat for me. I picked up the rose and smelled it; its natural scent enticed my nose. I picked up the note. “I’m waiting, Binky.” A warm smile tugged at the corners of my lips, reflecting what my heart was feeling. I checked my watch for what felt like a hundredth time; the driver said it was a fifteen-minute drive. Yet twenty minutes had gone by—twenty minutes of my brain running with wild thoughts, my heart beating erratically. A few days of not seeing his face felt like an eternity. As the car stopped next to the private jet, I stepped out, my short black a-line skirt and black hair dancing freely in the wind. I quickened my pace, and my heels clicked against the ground. I clutched the bouquet of roses. As I stepped into the private jet, the familiar scent of leather and subtle cologne enveloped me. My heart pounded with anticipation, and my breath caught in my t
Last Updated : 2024-07-10THE CEO’S TOY CHAPTER 62 THE DOOR HAD TO GO DOWN
.The CEO..I looked at my watch to check the time. "8:45? Damn, Binky," I called out, frustration creeping into my voice. I had been waiting for roughly 20 minutes, and we were dangerously close to being late for our reservation. I sighed and ran a hand through my hair, glancing towards the hallway. "How long does it take for her to get ready?" I thought to myself, Exasperation is building. I knew Binky wanted to look perfect, but at this rate, we might miss the entire evening.“I’m coming!” she screamed as she walked out, wearing a stunning evening dress that immediately captured my attention. The dress was a deep emerald green, shimmering slightly under the light, with a fitted bodice that accentuated her figure perfectly. The neckline was a tasteful V-shape, adorned with delicate lace that added a touch of elegance and sophistication.The dress flowed down into a soft, cascading skirt that moved gracefully with every step she took, brushing lightly against the floor.My frustrati
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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.
