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
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
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
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
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
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
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
.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