All Chapters of Her Playboy CEO: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Leslie's P.O.V.My name is Leslie Ruffle, am like a walking time bomb of course there are a lot of other things I could say to describe myself. I can eat an abnormal number of tacos, pizza and any other junk food in one sitting you name it?Am just a regular old food lover!I have what you call too much curves, my boobs are quite huge like the size of a ball. Well not that large large so hey don't start imagining what it looks like"But have just got that hourglass figure . My tolerance for alcohol is world-record worthy, drinking is my thing but drinking with heels on for me is like a death sentence."So no heels for momma. Even three inches is pushing it.“I call them death traps”.I much prefer no heels, just flats,Infact, I prefer not to wear shoes at all, I like being comfortable in my own skin If I were to even put on shoes,it's means am either going out or leaving the house.If I were leaving the house equally socializing."thinking of it makes me cringe, am more of what you an

Damien's P.O.V.Goodbye." I finally hung up and set my phone screen-down on my desk.I rubbed my hands down my face and blew out a long breath. I had a day full of meetings and a business conference call with one of my most difficult clients ever based in Dubai. I don't need another rookie on my back just because he can't seem to secure the business deal with one of our clients...You'd think managing this huge company is easy , when it's actually not especially when you have some worker who can't seem to do there job right."i sigh, picking up my phone I call the human resources department.If Mr Miller fails to secure that business deal make sure to inform him that he'll be sacked , you all can explain me to settle every little thing when I pay you a huge amount "I say tersely, ending the call .Am super stressed and top of all that, my new assistant just started today. Thanks having to do everything myself I had not properly introduced myself. There was no doubt in my mind that my j

Leslie's P.O.V.So my morning had not started precisely how I'd thought it would. Apparently, when I'd set my new alarm for my new routine , I'd forgotten to set it for every day. YepTypical Leslie. I'm so bad at adulting myself but actually the best at being the older person for my parents imagine I couldn't even set the alarm correctly.Anyway. I'd woken up forty minutes late, meaning my hair that needed a wash was now pulled back into a sleek ponytail, and I'd dry shampooed the shit out of the pony in the hopes nobody would notice it . Can't afford to be late on my second day, oops am already late.All right, so it wasn't that dirty, but it probably wasn't that far off, either.If it couldn't get any worse, there was no coffee thanks to my mom's horrific hangover I told her not too drink too much but she won't listen and on the way to work, I'd stopped off at my usual coffee shop, I need caffeine in my system to get through my day.Completely forgetting that Mr Damien had asked

Leslie's P.O.V.Can my day seriously get any worse than this, it wasn't bad enough that I spilled hot steamy coffee on one of our potential important business associate but now I don't even have a place to sleep tonight.Yeah yeah , I know I stay with my parents I still can't comprehend that, which is why they just texted me that I shouldn't bother coming home , I mean is that a responsible thing any parent should ever say to their kids.Am pretty sure it's not. Well since my parents aren't even the slightest bit responsible neither are they like your everyday normal parents you see , I'll have to look for a place to spend the night maybe an hotelYou might want to ask why?Well here's the thrilling part, they are throwing what they call their once in a month Ruffle Orgy party . If you know what I mean which means they are going to have different people in the house tonight screwing everywhere both gays and lesbians that's just seriously shows how fucked up my family is if you know wh

Damien's P.O.V.Holy shit!Leslie's dark hair fell around her shoulders in loose beautiful curls. Her blue eyes seemed brighter than usual, thanks to the dark colors that were swept over her eyelids, and her full lips were painted a bright shade of red that perfectly matched her dress." Damn she looks good enough to eat.A dress that hugged her body from her breasts to her knees, revealing curves I didn't know she had hidden.I knew she was beautiful, but right now, she's downright sexy and breathtaking.And a part of me wanted to rip the dress right off her."I don't want to know," she said, fiddling with her dress.She peered up through long eyelashes, pausing when she saw me looking at her. "Hi." Her voice was a little squeakier than normal. "Do I look okay? Your Aunt was quiet vague on the details of the dress code, and honestly, I was too busy wondering how not to fall over in my heels when you told me. " She say breathlessly , looking quiet nervous and ready to bolt out of the ro