A deal with the ceo
The night before my wedding, my life shattered in the most brutal way. I came home earlier than expected and found the man I was about to marry in bed with my own cousin. Betrayed, humiliated, and heartbroken, I ran-without knowing where to go.
That same night, fate led me to a powerful, untouchable man with a cold demeanor and a dangerous gaze: his boss, a feared and highly respected CEO. What was meant to be a single mistake became a turning point I could never undo.
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Chapter 7
Why was he here? And with a super–famous celebrity on top of that! Nathan really did know everyone-even the most popular stars.
While I was busy wondering what was going on between them, Nathan suddenly glanced in my direction. Panic shot through me, and I quickly turned away so he wouldn't see my face. But of course, I kept listening. Who doesn't love a little gossip?
Alana: "Nathan, I know I messed up. Can't you just forgive me?"
Nathan: "I've already made myself clear. We're done. Stop bothering me."
I heard Nathan's voice-he sounded impatient, almost annoyed.
Alana: "Nathan, don't talk to me like that! If there's anything I can change, I will. I'll change for you, okay? As long as you don't leave me."
From the corner of my eye, I stole a peek at them. Since his back was turned, I grew bolder.
Honestly, I didn't think any man could turn her down. A woman like her lowering herself like that? And Alana wasn't just anyone-she was gorgeous, famous, adored by the public. Men would literally line up for someone like her, so I was sure Nathan would give in to her charm.
But to my surprise, Nathan shoved her away coldly, without mercy.
Nathan: "I told you already-we're done. Don't make me repeat it a third time."
He looked at her with icy indifference, not a hint of softness in his eyes.
Wow... this man was really heartless. He rejected women without blinking. He even had the nerve to be arrogant about it... what a brute. I muttered the insult silently to myself.
Alana: "Nathan Spence, how can you be so cruel?! I've been with you for so long... You can't just dump me like this! At least give me a reason!"
She burst into tears. And as a woman, seeing her cry actually made my heart ache a little.
Nathan: "Do you really want to know why? Alana, I'm only trying to save your reputation."
His cold gaze swept over her.
Alana: "What are you trying to say? I don't understand."
She frowned, confused.
Nathan didn't answer. Instead, he pulled some photos from his pocket and threw them at her. I couldn't see what was on them from where I stood, but his next words made it obvious.
Nathan: "I have proof. These pictures-YOU and another man at a hotel. What did you think would happen? Alana Gills, I told you from the start: if you're my girlfriend, you belong to me alone. I don't tolerate cheating."
Only then did I understand the whole story. Alana was the one who cheated. So the innocent public sweetheart had a scandalous private life. I guess the entertainment industry was even worse than I imagined.
I could see panic spreading across Alana's face as she grabbed Nathan's hand, desperate.
Alana: "Nathan, I admit it-I was wrong. I must've lost my mind. Please forgive me. I swear it'll never happen again."
Nathan shook her off again, merciless as ever.
Nathan: "Stop. It's over. You're not my girlfriend anymore. If you don't leave me alone, I won't hesitate to send these photos to the press."
He was determined to end things. Clearly, a wealthy, powerful man like him would never tolerate betrayal.
And honestly, I understood him. Just like me-I dumped Perry the moment he cheated on me.
Alana: "Nathan... you really won't forgive me?"
She kept crying, looking pitiful enough to move anyone. But after hearing everything, I had zero sympathy left. This was her fault.
Nathan: "Get lost. Before I change my mind, b*tch."
He was furious-his voice boomed so loudly that Alana flinched.
Her face twisted with frustration. She wanted to argue but didn't dare. After a long silence, she finally turned around and left, sobbing. Their conversation ended the moment she walked away.
I turned back to my drink, pretending I hadn't seen anything. I thought Nathan would leave too, but clearly, I had overestimated my hiding skills.
Nathan: "You know it's rude to spy on people and listen to things that aren't your business, right?"
The deep, velvety tone of his voice sent a shiver through me. I quickly looked around. And when I realized we were completely alone, it hit me-he was talking to me.
I thought I was pretty good at blending into the background. I didn't expect him to notice me so soon. I had definitely underestimated him. When our eyes met, his gaze pinned me in place-intense and unreadable.
Me: "Are you... talking to me?"
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8.0
My father gave me an ultimatum: marry a man I despise or lose my entire inheritance. I chose to run, boarding a private jet with no intention of looking back.
But his reach is absolute. The phone buzzed before we even left New York airspace.
"Send me a picture with Sterling now," his voice barked, "or I'm calling your pilot to turn that jet around."
I faked the photo and fled to Las Vegas, my last resort. My mission was simple: find my father's illegitimate son, the one secret that could break his hold over me.
My only lead was a grainy picture of a ruthless fixer, a man who cleaned up my father's messes. I found him in a desolate diner, a giant of a man surrounded by a wall of guards.
I gambled everything on a single coin toss for the information I needed. He saw right through my desperate bluff.
He leaned in close, his voice a low, gravelly rasp.
"In my city, the house always wins."
I was left standing there, humiliated and defeated. But as he turned to leave, he glanced over his shoulder.
"But you're lucky. Today, I'm just curious what Howard Bright's daughter is doing so far from home."
He had seen me not as a threat, but as a curiosity. I had lost the battle, but I wasn't done yet. I was no longer running. I was hunting.
8.5
Elara spent three years invisible in her marriage to billionaire Damien Cross. When he hands her divorce papers, she disappears without a fight.
Six months later, an accident steals Damien's memory of the past five years. He doesn't remember his ex-wife, but he can't stop searching for the woman with sad eyes who haunts his dreams.
When he finds Elara thriving in Seattle, she refuses to let him back in. But this Damien is nothing like the cold husband she remembers, and as he uncovers their past, devastating secrets emerge.
Can you forgive someone who doesn't remember breaking you?
9.3
Mark & Alex
9.3
Mark Windsor, Australia's most feared and respected CEO, has built walls as high as his empire. After losing his parents, the only warmth left in his life comes from Mary Smith, the woman who cooks his meals and feels more like home than family ever did.
When Mary's son Alex visits the estate, Mark doesn't expect the sharp-tongued, smiling graduate to unsettle him. Alex doesn't expect to fall for the man who owns the house he lives in or the company he refuses to work for.
Forced proximity, secret glances, late-night conversations, and quiet meals slowly turn into something dangerous. When Alex finally joins Mark's company on his own merit, love becomes a risk neither of them can afford.
In a world where reputation matters more than truth, Mark and Alex must decide if love is worth the fall.
9.7
Elena Whitmore always knew falling for her brother's best friend was a mistake. But one stolen night with Grayson Hale changed everything, and cost her more than she ever imagined.
When he vanished without a word, she buried the past and built a life no one could touch. A life that included a daughter Grayson has never known.
Five years later, he's back. Wealthier. Colder. Determined to uncover why she disappeared, and why she's engaged to a man she doesn't love.
As old sparks ignite and buried truths begin to surface, Elena must decide if protecting her secrets is worth sacrificing the only man she ever loved.
9.2
He became crippled because of me,but I ran away from the man I loved...and fell into the arms of his father.
One reckless night with a stranger should have ended there, until I learned the stranger was Lucien Sinclair, the self-made billionaire CEO of the Sinclair Empire.
My ex-boyfriend's father.
Now I'm trapped in a contract marriage with a devil, who forces me to watch my past and present collide under the same roof.
And betrayal? It's my daily dose...especially when my best friend steals my husband right before my eyes.
Then the nightmare turns fatal.
I'm pregnant... with twins.
One child belongs to the father.
The other belongs to the son.
No matter who I choose......someone I love will burn.
7.9
I woke up in a burning warehouse, twelve years after my supposed death. My body had been reset to its physical prime, the deep burn scar on my wrist completely gone.
Through the smoke, my eldest son, Kennard, rushed blindly into the flames. He was screaming the name of the very woman who had orchestrated this trap—Brittnie.
When I tackled him out of the way of a falling steel beam, he didn't recognize my youthful face. Instead, he pinned me to the concrete and nearly crushed my windpipe.
"How much did she pay you to carve up your face to look like a dead woman?"
He hissed the words at me, treating me like a sick corporate spy. For a decade, a bizarre narrative "script" had brainwashed my son, forcing him into pathetic devotion to Brittnie. She had drained his wealth, turned my daughter against him, and hollowed out our family empire.
Whenever Kennard tried to resist her, the mind control punished him with agonizing migraines, driving him to smash his own hands against the wall just to cope with the pain.
Hearing him quietly sobbing outside my locked door, my heart shattered. How could this invisible force torture my brilliant son and turn my family into puppets for a D-list actress?
I dragged him to the hospital for a DNA test.
When the results confirmed my maternity at 99.999%, the cold billionaire collapsed to the floor, weeping in my arms like a lost child.
I wiped his tears and smiled ruthlessly. It was time to take back my empire and burn Brittnie's life to the ground.