We have finally come to the end of Sin and Mae's love story, I want to say a big thank you to all of you who have gotten this far, and supported this book with your coin, your gems, and comments. If you love this story, as much as I did when writing it. Please kindly go back to the front page, and drop a gem, and review on your thoughts so far. BONUS CHAPTERS - SEQUEL : I have decided to add a sequel titled: Mr. CEO's NAUGHTY BRIDE, which will focus on the story of "Aria Hayes." Yes! it's what you are thinking. Aria is the second child of Sin and Mae. We will be delving into her love story in the next chapters, and expect to meet Sin, Mae, and other characters from the first book in this sequel. Once again I say thank you to my readers both old and new. Love you. Hugs and Kisses,Rue Spears.

ARIA"Really?" I ask, also trying to figure out if I know her as well. "Do you perhaps have any other details about her?" My mother questions still looking lost in thought."Yes, I do," I mutter, grabbing my bag to bring out the file on Mrs. Wright. I hand it over to my mother."Aria," My mother calls out my name looking at the file in her hand and going through it. The file contains a picture of Mrs. Wright and a little detail about the house she had asked to be decorated. "This is the mother of Noah Wright, the CEO of Wright Industries," my mother says, she looks at me waiting for me to say something but I can't seem to figure out what that means."Wright Industries? Doesn't that ring a bell," my mother asks, but I am still unable to figure out what she is driving at. She exhales seeing the puzzled look on my face, "Wright Industries had offered to buy out your father's company, have you forgotten so soon.""Ah, yes, yes," I remember now. My father's company, Hayes Tech, had been i

NOAHThe next minute the door opens and Brian steps in with a beautiful young lady by his side, her long brown hair falling down her back like a waterfall, her green eyes fixed on mine and I can see determination, something I don't often see.It takes me a moment to stop staring at those eyes of hers, as the sound of her heels drags my attention to her outfit. A navy blue pant and a white blouse, her arm and her chest are exposed, but she looks professional and confident.She approaches me with a handshake, "Hi, you must be George Wright, I am Aria Hayes."George Wright? She is here to see George? Why? Brian moves forward about to speak, and properly introduce me to her but I throw him a warning glare. If she is here to see George then I might as well pretend to be George.I stand up and extend my hand taking hers, "Yes, I am George Wright," I reply. "To what do I owe this visit.""I came here to personally deliver the-""Please sit," I say gesturing her towards the chair next to mi

ARIAHe chuckles, leaning back into his seat, "And when did you realize that I am not George.""Right now, I had been in a hurry yesterday and I forgot to confirm George's identity," I reply, not pleased by the sight of him. Not only did he lie yesterday about his identity, he had got me to write off 20% to him and proceeded to test me with those uncomfortable topics about his own mother. What kind of person is he? And why did he choose to hide his identity and go as far as to come to my office still pretending to be George."You should always do your research in serious situations like that, if it was something -""Why are you here Sir?" I ask interrupting him, the last thing I need from him is a lecture on how to run my business or deal with my clients. I go and take my seat staring at him, waiting for his response. "I think we both know why I am here," he says leaning back into his seat. "No, Mr. Wright, I don't think I do," I say, my voice firm and assertive. "You lied about yo

NOAHI take a seat on the couch and Melissa joins me with a worried look plastered on her face. "Are you serious? She said something about surrogacy and I found it odd, I had it in mind to discuss it with you without her being a part of our discussion."I sigh, adjusting my tie, "There is nothing to discuss, I have made it clear to her that I do not want to get married or have a child.""Are you still on this decision of yours?" She questions. I give her a firm nod, it's been a decision I made for myself a long time ago. No kids, no wife, just me and my business. My mother probably hated the idea, but she didn't oppose it until this darn contract appeared.She still doesn't remember when she signed it, which I find odd, but she is hellbent on making sure I comply and not have the company and everything taken from me. Or maybe it's just her desire to make sure she doesn't get pushed to the sidelines after years of enduring her shitty marriage. "I know you have refused to tell me why