All Chapters of The CEO'S Long-Lost Love: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Jaxon pressed the tip of his tobacco into the ashtray with a sharp flick, the faint scent of burnt paper hanging in the air. He stood, stretching his muscles before reaching for the suit jacket draped over the back of the chair. His two bodyguards remained at attention, their bodies stiff, eyes unwavering, hands clasped at their sides.Without saying a word, Jaxon walked past them, his steps deliberate and steady as he made his way out of the office, his briefcase in hand. As he exited the building, his PA and driver stood by the door of the Rolls-Royce Sweptail. The driver opened the door as soon as he saw Jaxon approach.Jaxon slid into the car, and the door was immediately shut behind him. The driver and his PA swiftly moved to the front seat while the bodyguards climbed into the vehicles following the Rolls-Royce. As the car began to roll forward, Alex, his PA, passed him an iPad, which he took without a word."Delfaco will be arriving at the location in less than an hour. Our men

As the taxi pulled up in front of the company, Isla gazed nervously at the towering building through the window, her mouth agape in awe of its sheer size.“Thank you,” she said, handing the driver a few dollar bills before stepping out. Standing on the sidewalk, she tilted her head back, trying to catch a glimpse of the building's summit, but it stretched far beyond her view.At the entrance, a steady flow of people dressed in sharp corporate attire moved in and out of the revolving door. Isla stood there for a moment, imagining the new life she might step into if she secured the job—a life of serenity and fulfillment, worlds away from her time at Mr. Saxson’s estate company.Taking a deep, steadying breath, Isla stepped into the building, the click of her kitten heels echoing softly against the tiled floor. The spacious lobby was bright and modern, and behind the desk sat a receptionist—a young woman with a welcoming smile.Isla approached her, matching her smile. “Good morning. I’m

Isla stepped out of the taxi and waved cheerfully. “Thank you!” she called out with enthusiasm. As the car sped away, she took a deep breath, her smile broadening as she walked confidently toward the company’s entrance.Dressed in an ash longline blazer layered over a short black dress that ended just above her knees, Isla exuded effortless style. Her sleek bun, paired with kitten heels and a Saint Laurent bag, completed the polished look. The excitement of her first day at work was unmistakable, reflected in both her lively stride and radiant smile.“Good morning!” she greeted the receptionist warmly. The receptionist responded with a courteous, professional smile.Isla strolled toward the elevators, relieved to see them all still operational. A quick glance at her wristwatch told her she was thirty minutes early—no need to rush. While waiting, she opened WhatsApp and started typing a message to Sophie."I’m already at the company! I can’t contain my happiness. This is really happeni

Isla sprawled on the couch in Sophie’s apartment after work, her eyes glued to her phone as she scrolled through Jaxon Waverly's biography on the company’s website. She couldn’t shake off the events at the auction or stop wondering who he might’ve bought the neckpiece for. Unfortunately, the biography offered no insights—just a list of his business achievements she already knew by heart.Frustrated but determined, she decided to search for him on social media, hoping to uncover a clue. “What?” she muttered, eyebrows knitting together when she realized he had no personal accounts. Only the company’s official page came up. That struck her as odd.“He’s not on social media?” she murmured to herself. “Wow, he’s even more secretive than I thought.”Just then, the door swung open, and Sophie breezed in, arms full of grocery bags. “Girl!” Sophie called out excitedly from the doorway, her voice bright and full of energy. Isla lifted her head from the couch to greet her.“I was starting to ge

The car rolled smoothly into the vast compound, where a vibrant water fountain stood at the center, crowned with a statue of a woman draped in a flowing veil.Isla’s eyebrows arched as her gaze flitted from the lush, colorful garden to the fountain, and then to the grand mansion. Her eyes couldn’t settle on a single detail; the sheer magnificence of it all was overwhelming.It was, without a doubt, the most stunning house she had ever seen.As the car's engine quieted, Jaxon unfastened his seatbelt with one hand. He glanced at Isla and noticed she was completely engrossed, her eyes fixed on the view outside the window.With a sigh, he opened his door. “Are you coming?” he asked, stepping out, his words breaking her trance.“Oh… yes, yes,” she stammered, quickly snapping out of her thoughts. She grabbed her bag tightly, opened the door, and stepped out in a rush.Without a word, Isla trailed behind Jaxon, her eyes still darting around, drinking in every detail. As they approached the f