I hate to love you, Mr CEO - 2

Love and hatred are two sides of the same coin but at the end of the battle it is always LOVE that wins. Yet when there is faint peek of revenge added, would there still be a victory of passion in the tussle? Augustus Martin - a billionaire heartthrob, cold hearted business tycoon, CEO of Sunrise Industries A teasing snicker on my lips. Angelica Evans, I give you two days of time to hammer out the deal and save your neck from further destruction. Else you know I play the game of destruction quite well A shadow of the past.....If only you knew 'My Angel', you are always the only person reigning my heart – Augustus Martin Angelica Evans - A simple and a sweet girl who believes in herself and works hard to attain her goals. Love to hate you Augustus Martin. I may be the person falling on my knees at the moment but in the peroration you will pray God in begging me for a withdrawal. Welcome to the world of hell. A glimpse in the gleam....No matter how many times I say I hate you. You are the only person who holds me together - Angelica Evans Welcome to the game of love and war.

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Chapter 7

Robert

My heart broke into pieces with my daughter’s confession. She loathes me with passion. I am a failure in every relation of my life. My wife left me because I lied to her about my businesses. My parents did not want me as I betrayed their wishes on marrying Margaret. I had no one in this world. Nipping out of my mansion, I lighted a cigarette and allowed the smoke to pass into my system. I took the phone from my pocket and dialled the number which would instantly rid me of the pressure. “I am coming. Be ready in your most sexy wear.”

I drove my Rolls Royce straight to the ‘night queen club’. It was one of the oldest clubs that I owned right since the time I took over my dad’s mafia business. Drugs were freely traded here and many war weapons were smuggled candidly. The club was always unfurled with slappers at every place you have your vision. It was the hub for all my underworld activities.

Lily worked as a stripper here and she was my first fling when my marriage broke with Margaret. She gave me the physical gratification I required and relaxed my senses. Since then I became a man whore. Every day a new girl warmed my bed. I expected nothing from them except to satisfy my physical needs and no strings attached. With the jilt from my daughter I returned back to the place I was before doing meaningless sex.

I went straight to the bar and ordered a bottle of Bacardi 151. It is one of the strongest alcoholic rum available in the world. After a few drinks I began to feel light. Lily came to me after a while swaying her perfectly shaped hips. She was wearing a bright red short lacy frock which hugged her body almost like a second skin. The lacy material on her bust area hardly covered her breasts with her assets plunging out of her neckline.

Exhaling the smoke coming between my lips I kissed her alluring lips covered in the cherry red lipstick and took the sip of the drink resting in my hand. She pulled me out of the bar area to one of the executive suites in the second floor of the club. Sitting in one of the comforters of the opulent room I put my cigarette between her lips as my hands worked on her alluring bristols. I took a sip of the alcohol and attached the glass to her lips as I begin to nip on her southern private area. After a while both of us were pulsating satisfied on the bed.

Days scrolled into weeks and weeks to months. During the day I worked on my businesses and at the night I abused sex but would never miss the track concerning my beloved princess. I appointed a driver for her and took care of her necessities starting from a drop. I was reported everyday by my staff concerning everything about her from what she ate for today’s breakfast to the colour of the pillow on which she slept in the night. No matter what my daughter stamps me for, I will always be her caring dad ready to satisfy every wish of hers on her beck and call.

It was Friday and almost midnight. By now my princess will be fast asleep and so I can silently finish my work and get out of the house. I needed to collect some documents required for my business. My daughter did not want to see me. The thought devastated me but I cannot stop loving her. If I need to stay away from her to make her happy then I will do it with my entire acceptance. Hell I am ready to jump into the ocean and die for her if that makes her happy.

I was not in a position to drive my car. I had no plan to go home so I sent my driver away. It was midnight and it unprofessional to call him back so I asked Lily to drive me home to finish my work. I told her to stay outside the house. I did not want any slut to enter my abode especially when my daughter is staying there. I wanted the place to stay sacred but what I saw before my eyes completely paralyzed my state.

My daughter saw everything but to my surprise I found her different. She was loving and tender towards me. Unlike earlier she was concerned about my health and well being just like the daughter that I always wished to have. The next day I promised her that I will be a changed man, a doting father that she wanted me to be. I am now blessed with all riches in the world. I won my daughter’s everlasting affection for me.

Few months later....

It is Thursday morning. I am yet to go to office today as I am still in the kitchen making my daughter’s favourite chocolate cookies. Yesterday my daughter came to my lap when we were having dinner and asked me to feed her. She has sometimes these weird yearnings. I smile at her in affection and started feeding her the chicken nuggets with spaghetti noodles that rested in my plate while I continue to feed myself. After she finished her dinner she did not go to her bed as her usual but leaned to my chest resting her head on my shoulder. I gently ran my hand on her back and asked her what she desired. “Daddy tomorrow is my class picnic. We are going to Keuka Lake. Everybody brings their favourite dish and I want to bring Chocolate cookies. Please can you bake some for me? My daughter asks giving me the surmise of her big blue eyes innocently looking at me. There was no way that I am going to turn down my little princess’s wishes, anything for her. And so here I am in front of the oven baking cookies for my little mistletoe her favourite chocolate cookies. I cherish my new life. Though I miss Margaret, my daughter has a significant role in healing my past wounds without even knowing about it.

My parents decided to call off their disownment for me. Now they are frequent visitors to our house. They spoil my daughter rotten agreeing to her every wish. Not that I am running on a different path. My little princess has a charisma of reining everyone’s heart. The way she giggles pushing her little hands to her lips when she is caught doing something naughty, or it is the time her eyes twinkle when she sees something interesting. She is cute, mischievous and a whole amount of work for me to deal with 24/7. She brings in me the light which I thought I long lost in my life.

Now I am a relived man with a caring daughter and a loving family.

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I sat at a mahogany table in River Oaks, clutching the strap of a pilled black dress from a life I’d lost five years ago. I was an exile in a world of old money, just trying to survive a dinner party I didn't belong in. Then the doors opened, and Baron Lowery walked in. He was no longer the boy I’d loved, but a powerful man with eyes like a storm front. When the host asked if we’d met, Baron didn't even blink. "I don't know her," he said. The erasure was a physical blow. His new girlfriend spent the night mocking my "quaint" legal aid work and calling me a washed-up gold digger. Baron didn't defend me; he watched my humiliation with a cold, predatory stillness. During a game of Truth or Dare, he stared me down, waiting for a confession. To protect his career and the secret of my father’s federal crimes, I looked him in the eye and told the ultimate lie: "No regrets." He retaliated by pinning me against a concrete wall in a dark stairwell, crushing his mouth to mine in a kiss that felt like a punishment. He told me I wasn't worth the effort and left me. I retreated to my real life—a moldy trailer and a blackmailer named Harvey who was forcing me into a marriage to save my father from prison. I thought I’d hit rock bottom until Baron’s silver Bentley pulled up to my slum. He didn't come to apologize. He flipped open a checkbook, scribbled fifty thousand dollars, and held it out like I was a common streetwalker. "One night," he demanded. "Do whatever I say, and it's yours." I looked at the man I’d sacrificed my entire soul for and realized he’d finally become the monster I'd tried to save him from. I shoved the check back in his face and ran into the rain, leaving the billionaire staring at the trailer park, unable to understand why the "gold digger" he hated so much wouldn't take his money.

Billionaire Modern Romance

9.2

Contract Bride, Eternal Obsession: My Husband Refused To Let Me Go

9.2

Bethany discovered her "true love" was a lie the moment she was sent to another man's bed. Her fiancé and sister had cheated on her and conspired to steal her family's fortune. With nothing left, she struck a deal and entered a contract marriage with a feared man rumored to be ruthless. People were eager to see how long Bethany could survive in this marriage. Determined to take revenge, she expected nothing more than a transaction. But when her sister mocked her for being ruined by some stranger, he calmly said, "That man is me." And when her ex threatened, he gifted her a rare diamond. "My woman deserves the very best." As the contract neared its end, she tried to leave-only for him to pull her close. "I want this contract to last forever."

Billionaire Modern Romance

8.0

Crave Me, My Monster

8.0

After a night of unexpected passion, Avery thinks she has escaped a brief encounter with a dangerous stranger. However, her life takes a dark turn when she discovers the man is Leonidas Thorne, a ruthless billionaire with a terrifying reputation. Obsessed with claiming her, Leonidas traps Avery in a gilded cage of desire and power. Forced into his world, she must navigate a volatile game of control where the line between hate and love blurs.

Billionaire Modern Romance

8.8

Embarazada de mi jefe gay

8.8

In this modern romance, a woman finds her life transformed after a night of unexpected passion with her billionaire boss, a man publicly known to be gay. This encounter leads to a life-altering pregnancy, forcing both to navigate a complex web of professional boundaries and personal secrets. As they grapple with the impending arrival of their child, they must redefine their relationship amidst the pressures of high society and wealth.

Billionaire Modern Romance

9.1

Scarred by His Betrayal

9.1

Elara’s life shatters when her billionaire husband, Silas, betrays her with a cruelty she never imagined. Once blinded by love, she now faces the cold reality of their hollow marriage. As secrets emerge from the shadows of his corporate empire, Elara must decide whether to flee the wreckage or demand justice from the man who broke her heart. It is a journey of survival and self-discovery as she navigates the pain of a love turned into a lie.

Billionaire Modern Romance

9.2

The Billionaire Fiancee's Revenge

9.2

Kimberly Clark believed she had finally escaped a lifetime of being overlooked because of her plain looks. After years of standing in the shadow of her sister, she had found her place-and her heart-in Alexander Wellington, heir to a powerful empire. With him, she was no longer invisible. She was seen, valued, and loved. Their wedding was meant to mark the moment her painful past gave way to a brighter future. But on the night of Alexander's bachelor party, her sister, Summer, struck with ruthless precision. Disguised as hotel staff, she drugged his drink and followed him into his room-her jealousy twisting into obsession. Alexander resisted, fighting the haze overtaking his body. "Stop, Summer," he groaned, shoving her back. But she clung tighter, whispering words meant to wound: "She doesn't deserve you. I'm the one you should want." Then came the message-sent from an unknown number. Kimberly, hurry. Alexander isn't feeling well. Room 1207. She rushed to the hotel, heart pounding with fear. When the door swung open, she saw Alexander on the bed with Summer-his shirt undone, Summer pressed against him. To her, this was betrayal. The man she trusted above all seemed to have shattered her. Blinded by heartbreak, she fled into the night. Tears blurred her vision as she stumbled into the street. Headlights flared. The impact was brutal. Glass tore into her face, blood pooling as the car sped away. She was left broken. Her face was destroyed. An elderly man, grieving his own losses, found her and refused to let her die. She lost her memory, but he gave her a new name, flew her abroad for facial reconstruction, and stood by her through every painful surgery. Three years passed. Her face was rebuilt. Her body healed. Her memory returned. Her soul was sharpened by pain. Now, she returns-not as the ignored daughter, not as the bride who bled in the street. She carries a new face, a new identity, and a vow carved deep within her: To reclaim what was hers. To confront the sister who betrayed her. And to face Alexander-the man who once held her heart, the man she cannot forget, and the man she must decide whether to love again... or destroy. The Billionaire Fiancée's Revenge When love is broken by betrayal, vengeance becomes the only vow.

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I hate to love you, Mr CEO - 2

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