All Chapters of THE CEO’S TOY: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

The toy..My eyes widened, my expression twisted as my nose wrinkled and my lips curled—disgust proudly and boldly etched on my face. It was clear that my reaction spoke volumes about how I felt. It took every ounce of self-control not to lash out with a sharp slap.Mr. Brian leaned in, a smug smirk playing on his lips. "From what I've heard, he never took you seriously to begin with. You've even got a nickname—one that's pretty well-known. It'd be disrespectful to say it to your face, so I won't."I rolled my eyes, feeling a surge of frustration. It was disrespectful enough for him to think he could date me as if I were some gold digger who'd be impressed by his money. The audacity of him mentioning his billion-dollar company, as though that would sway me, was utterly ridiculous.I felt a strong urge to push back against this degradation; Aria would have never stood for it, and I couldn't either. Sitting back and taking his arrogance silently would have been a betrayal to her memor

The toy..“Breathe in and out, calm down,” Jessie said. “What did you say?” She questioned, arching her brows.I did exactly as I was told—inhaling and exhaling. “I think someone killed Aria.” I picked up the paper and handed it over to her.Jessie was on her way to work when I called her to come over. My tone and speech were so urgent she couldn’t refuse. Jessie took the paper, paper, and her eyes widened as she read through it. “This looks serious,” she remarked, squeezing her thumb beneath the other fingers. She leaned back on the sofa in the sitting room. “Do you remember the night you had the accident?”“Like yesterday,” I responded. Every time I shut my eyes, I relived the incident. Yesterday, after seeing the paper, it was vivid. “And for Aria to print the chat out, it must have been very serious.” I paced around the center table.“So what do we do now?” For the first time, the great strategist Jessie didn’t know what to do.I stopped and faced her, throwing my hands casual

The CEO..“What was the meaning of that message?” My voice darkened as I inched closer.Binky dashed down the stairs and pulled me into a hug. Her warmth seeped into me, casting the coldness that had been devouring my soul since.“So if I didn’t type that, you wouldn’t have returned?” Her voice soaked in concern. “Everyone has been worried about you.” Her voice softened.How do I miss her voice, her presence?If I hadn’t seen the text message, I wouldn’t have come back. I’m not healed yet. I don’t even know if I could ever get over it. I shook my thoughts—let me just focus on my Binky for tonight. A weak smile formed on my lips. “Everyone?” I questioned. I raised her face by the chin, her eyes locking with mine. “Who is the everyone?”Binky responded with a soft smile. “Fine, I have been worried about you.” A soft frown formed on her face as she crossed her arm. “Now tell me, young man, where did you go? You just vanished—no picking up calls, no replying to texts. Who did you leave

The toy..Sinking into my office chair, I stretched my arms, aiming for the sky, and let out a big yawn, feeling my joints pop. It felt surprisingly good to be back, even with the mountain of work waiting.Across the room, Jessie looked like she'd just crawled out of a crypt. Her face was pale, and dark circles underlined her eyes as she slouched over her desk, barely awake."You look like you got dragged through a hedge backward," I teased with a grin. "Did you lose a fight with a coffee machine or something?"Jessie glanced up, managing a faint smile. "I had to pull an all-nighter here, ma'am. Don’t judge me," she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper, eyes heavy with exhaustion.I chuckled, shaking my head. "All-nighter, huh? And here I thought you were auditioning for a zombie movie," I quipped, leaning back in my chair. "Seriously, though, did you sleep at all, or did you just plug yourself into the outlet for a quick recharge?"She gave a tired laugh, shrugging. "There w

The CEO ..Zach’s laugh quaked his office as he clutched his stomach in contrast to the huge frown that stamped across my face.Her words still echoed In my head, images of her trying to seduce me still haunt me. I had a few questions to ask; what did I do wrong to the universe? Was it because I pecked her hands?I flinched—I shouldn’t have done that. “What the hell?” Zach’s laughter still lingered. “She wants you to be her sugar boy.” Zach erupted into another wave of laughter. I grimaced. Running my hand through my hair, I stated, “And Mr. Brian had to give her the 5%.” My voice soaked with a mixture of frustration and irritation. “You should have seen the faces she made; it was outright disgusting.” Zach attempted to stifle his laugh but failed as it filled the office once more. Finally stifling his laugh, he cleared his throat. “So would you be in her sugar boy?” I shot him a sharp look. I know he didn’t mean it, but I just couldn’t help it—it was like a reflex action.“So