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THE VULNERABLE CEO II
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CONTD: HI GUYS! QUICK NOTE: FROM THIS CHAPTER WOULD BE LEXIE’S LIFE WITHOUT DAMIAN. BUT I WOULD BE SURE TO ADD GLIMPSES FROM DAMIAN’S PERSPECTIVE TOO. ENJOY! I boarded the bus to Jenny’s place; I found a seat by the window. As the bus rumbled down the street, I leaned my head against the cold glass. My heart was heavy with the weight of the decision I made. I didn’t want to leave, but Damian didn’t care about me. He never showed me respect, but rather just saw me as a means to fulfil his needs. Why was I even complaining? It was clearly stated in the contract that I would satisfy him sexually, and it wasn’t like I signed it with a gun to my head anyways, and I enjoyed it too. Despite my intentions to be more than just a contract wife, he wanted nothing to do with me. I had made him so irritated that he tore up our contract; never in my life had I imagined that this would happen. Damian would let me go? I would have laughed in the face of anyone who told me that. I ex
THE CEO’s CONTRACT SUGAR BABY WITHOUT HIM II
*************** The next day, I hurried out of my room as I tried to pack my hair into a messy but not so messy bun, while I paced around in circles in the living room, looking for things. I was totally disorganised because I had forgotten that I had to show up somewhere today. Well, it wasn’t my fault, since my presence was almost never requested anywhere in my life; I had never even been invited to something so little as a birthday party. I also hadn’t even searched the location of where I was heading; life without a phone could be pretty hard; I didn’t think that through. I could have sold the phone he bought me and gotten something else. Dumb Lexie! “Jenny, can I use your phone, please?” I asked Jenny, who was looking all crusty and rough as she had just woken up. Her hair was dishevelled, the baggy shirt she wore wasn’t even sitting on her properly, and the minute she stretched, I could see that she had no underwear on. Typical Jenny “Erm. Sure,” she answ
THE CEO’s CONTRACT SUGAR BABY DO I MISS HER?
DAMIAN’S POV I stood in the middle of the room, a glass of cognac in my hand. This was where she used to sleep, where I could hear her giggling at God knows what, how I’d peep in to check on her when she was fast asleep, the usual way she wraps herself in the blanket and curl almost into a ball like a baby. Lexie, I tried to inhale her scent one last time, because I didn’t think I was going to go look for her; it wasn’t my thing. I don’t run to women; they run to me. at least, she used to. I could clearly see the admiration in her eyes anytime she looked at me, with those pretty eyes and small smile that seemed wide enough to make everything feel better. But what could I have done then? Having noticed those things. Her scent was gone; the daily cleaners had come through, scrubbing away every trace of her presence, which was actually on my orders. Now, the room smelt of expensive soap wash and air freshener, a constant and sterile reminder of her absence. I squeezed m
THE CEO’s CONTRACT SUGAR BABY EMPTY BARGAINS AND BLACKNESS
LEXIE’S POV I don’t know if y’all remember when I asked that I didn’t know what to do—was I to take the job, or maybe I should have just taken a run for it and left New York? But here I was, finally resuming work after so much contemplation. And I needed this for my mom, but it was mostly an achievement on my part. I moved from one night stripping to working in a top publishing house without qualifications. Maybe God was finally seeing that I didn’t choose this life and I could at least be allowed to live in it fairly. Plus, if Damian should finally come, then I could just hide or walk past him. There wasn’t anything going on between us anymore; he made that clear. So why should I be bothered? And I forced Jenny to take that pregnancy test, but it came out negative. She just had stomach flu. I inhaled deeply as I walked into the building, my head held high as I moved directly towards my desk. “Morning, Gracie” I greeted the secretary, “Lovely to see you, Ms. Sinclai
THE CEO’s CONTRACT SUGAR BABY PREGNANT!?
*************** “Congratulations! You’re four weeks pregnant!” Jenny read aloud from the paper, and she paused in shock; her eyes darted to where I sat on the couch. My hands shook. Landon was beside me, and he was torn between confusion and concerns. He had been the one I fell into his arms at the coffee shop; I was lucky to have bumped into him again. He had saved me twice now, the club and the coffee shop. I should have known the morning sickness, the nausea, and little spotting I found on my underwear. They all pointed to the truth, but I never in a lifetime even imagined being pregnant for him. The words felt like I was being sentenced to death; they sounded heavy and suffocating. “This is bad, Lexie.” Jenny finally found the words to say; her voice was filled with uttermost worry. She was scared, but I wanted her to open and swallow me whole. “You think I don’t know that?” I snapped; the panic in my voice was clear. How could this happen? I mean, I knew how it happene
THE CEO’s CONTRACT SUGAR BABY LOSING HIM
VICTORIA’S POV “Ms. Hayes…” A voice called out, but I was deeply lost in my own thoughts; everything replayed over and over in my mind. Lexie said she had broken off things with Damian, but that was so suspicious to me. It was too easy? I expected her to put up a more challenging fight, although I didn’t know if she truly loved him or was just after his money. She did seem really bitter that I broke his heart; I wish I could tell him the truth. And what she said about Damian not caring enough to let me know they weren’t together? It stung more than I wanted to admit. “Ms. Hayes?” The voice repeated, and I snapped back to the reality of the familiar voice. I blinked, finally focussing on the figure opposite where I sat—my doctor, Parrish. “Sorry, Doctor Parrish,” I murmured, feeling a bit embarrassed for zoning out like that. ‘That’s alright,” he said gently, but his eyes were sharp as he studied me. “Quick questions: have you been taking your pills consistently?” I didn’t
THE CEO’s CONTRACT SUGAR BABY LETTING HER GO
DAMIAN’S POV I sat in my office as I stared down at the stack of documents in front of me. There were contracts to approve, decisions to make—things that usually commanded my full attention. But as I read them, the words seemed like mere alphabets to me. Particularly because my attention wasn’t there, no matter how hard I tried to focus, my mind kept drifting back to the one woman who can make me feel that way... Lexie…. Her name echoed in my thoughts, a constant distraction that I couldn’t seem to shake off. I have been trying to keep her out of my head for weeks, telling myself that it was over and that whatever we had didn’t matter anymore. But did we even have anything at first? Apart from the contract and the sex? She wanted more; I knew that, but I couldn’t give her what she wanted. But every time I closed my eyes, it was her face I saw, her voice I heard. It was starting to drive me insane! Just then, the door to my office opened, and Cassie walked in. I barely even r
THE CEO’s CONTRACT SUGAR BABY TIME, A BABY, AND HIM AGAIN
Hey guys, so this is a time jump to... Two years later. LEXIE’S POV I paced back and forth in the living room, in the house that I shared with Landon. I still couldn’t believe that a year had passed and I was now a mother. My arms cradled my baby as he wailed into my shoulder; he had woken up a little cranky this morning. I had rushed to carry him from his crib when I heard him crying; his little bonnet I used to protect his hair was lying on the floor; he had thrown it. I remembered when I took him to see my mother; she couldn’t contain her excitement. Despite how she was gradually getting her strength back, she still wouldn’t allow anyone to hold him except her. My back ached from carrying him all morning, but I couldn’t put him down. He refused to stay in his crib, and every time I tried, his cries would only grow louder, more desperate. And I guess all mothers could relate to how piercing a baby’s screams could be. I was running out of ways to calm him down; I just f
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