All Chapters of A Key to the CEO's Heart: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

It is settled. There you go. It is not that hard, isn’t it? Trying to prevent him from changing his mind, I walk to him and hug him tightly. I press my fake boobs on his chest. I wipe my tears on his shoulder and sniff his neck. “Thank you, Justin.” I mentioned. Oh damn, he smells really good! I can’t help but give his neck a deeper sniff. Ah, he smells so good. Now, I just have to bait him to make his one last promise to me.  Trapping him tight in my

The city is painted orange when I am officially knocked off from work. Jamie left for his last appointment by himself, hence I am left free at an earlier hour. I hold the box of DeLafee chocolate in my hands. I haven’t been touching it, because I think they are too amazing to be kept only to myself. Instead of having them all to myself like I ate the one given by Justin, I was thinking of sharing it with somebody. I called Victor, but he seems to be very busy today. Although he said we can talk over the phone tonight, he can’t make it to my place to share the chocolates with me, and moreover he always has the chance to enjoy them with so many wealthy friends he made outside, hence he told me to share wit

Finally, it’s Wednesday again. Wednesday——nothing special, except for being the day seated right in the middle of the week. I used to cherish Wednesday a lot, because it means we are halfway through the week, and we’ll make it to the weekend right after another half of it is done. But now? Not so much. I realize, as the secretary of Minerva’s CEO, I don’t really get to rest on weekends. All weekends are going to be as busy as my weekdays. However, it seems a little different today. Or I’ll say, off. This morning, as usual, I visited Juicy Punch and got myse

The time is twelve, Jamie is having his lunch at his desk. He is eating the grape wine lamb and porcini lasagna I got from Coffee Bloom. Of course, I got him his favorite ristretto too. However, as I am watching from the side, I see him laying on his hand over his stomach all the time. I seldom see him do this. Driven by concern and curiosity, with curiosity taking up the most part of course, I ask, “Jamie, are you okay? Are you having a stomach ache?” Looking down and moody, Jamie gives a heavy sigh, “Kind of.” So he has a stomach ache. Luckily I didn&rsqu

I give my watch a glare, “It’s quarter past nine.” I read the time. “What!?” in shock, Jamie grips the blanket and yells at me in a higher pitch, “Chandelier! Why didn’t you wake me up!? I have a full schedule today!” Wow, that voice is very sharp for a man! Well anyway, it’s time for me to get used to his feminine qualities. Instead of yelling back at him like a girl, I choose to put up a smile. “Calm down, Jamie.” trying to soothe his temper, I explain, “I called and postponed the appointments, and they agreed to reschedule the appointments to next week.”