Feeling desolate, I stood on my feet, but she hastily questioned, "what happened?" "I am leaving," I replied shortly. "What? Wait! You can't leave," she seemed to be panicked. "Yeah, I can. I am not getting this job, right? So, what is the use to waste my time on the thing which is already predictable," I state preparing to leave. She turned pale in no time and the wrinkles of nervousness were clearly visible on her face, nevertheless, she still was trying her best to persuade me, "I... I have no idea about that, I just want to suggest you not leave after waiting this long. You better not give up, coming this far. Who knows if luck is in your favor?" "I am not interested to chat about luck and all. I really don't believe in such bullshit..." I retorted and turned to leave.
DEAR CEO I WAS BROKEN BEFORE© 2021 by Dazzling Star.
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Disclaimer: This novel is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Perhaps it doesn't support any act of violence or activities against society. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
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Helena's POV
I stepped out of the car throwing my bag on my right shoulder and collected all my hair on the left side. Raising my head, I scanned the crystal building top to button.
"This is it, Ritu. You can do it. You are not going on a war. So stop trembling," I cheered myself up with my gaze fixed at the crowded elevator standing at a distance.
Making my way towards the elevator, I started to mumble, "Great, first day of office and this is what you get. An elevator with no space for my small body."
Gasping, I turned my eyes at the staircase and kept on scanning it till my eyes reached. I already felt exhausted seeing the long endless staircase.
I lifted my head and gazed at the endpoint, persuading myself "You can do this, Ritu. It's just a staircase..."
With tight high heels, I stepped on the first stair and then the second, the third one after another I kept on climbing. Reaching halfway, I no longer could walk due to the pain.
The story of every girl repeated with me, the story of a beautiful sandal and her best friend blister. Every girl wears heels and guess what? The thought about sandal's best friend never crosses their mind while buying it. They either think of which dress they should wear that sandal with or drool thinking how beautiful they are going to look on that sandal.
And I am also one of those girls who never consider blisters, Sandal's best friend while shopping for it. I deeply wish that the thought of blisters came to my mind every single time before I bought those beautiful heels.
I would prefer to fill my shoe rack with sneakers and sports shoes rather than those sandals. At least cozy would come as their best friend.
Taking a deep breath, I dropped on the tread. Gently removing the heels, carefully I caressed the blisters. This gave me a bit of relief.
But as I lifted my head and glanced at the endless stairs which were still to be climbed, entirely I lost all my hopes. I couldn't even seek help as no person showed up.
"Show some mercy, O.M..." extending my hand I said looking up.
Suddenly the footsteps echoed on my ear and hastily I glanced down. Seeing a man coming upstairs, I couldn't stop smiling, mumbling, "Ohh! That was pretty fast, O.M..."
With eyes fixed on each tread he climbed, the man was coming towards me. Even though I had not seen his face, his appearance already appeared fascinating to me.
Black hair groomed backward, those strong abs shaped on the white t-shirt he wore, jeans with white sneakers giving the cool fashion look. A tall and strong man coming towards me had a file gripped on his hands and the motion of his body with every step he took gave me the vibe of a fashion model who I admire every weekend in a magazine I read.
I know it is not the right time to dream but who could control my naughty heart and brain? They already had started to give me the image of him carrying me upstairs in his muscular arms with a romantic song playing background like in movies.
"Well you done, done me and you bet I felt it
I tried to be chill, but you're so hot that I melted
I fell right through the cracks
Now I am trying to get back
Before the cool done run out
I'll be giving it my bestest
And nothing's gonna stop me but divine intervention
I reckon it's again my turn
To win some or learn some.
But I won't hesitate.
No more, no more.
It cannot wait, I'm yours..." [Song- I'm yours by Jason Marz]
"What the hell, Ritu? Stop dreaming, see he is approaching you. Stop dreaming," a voice inside me pulled me out of my dream this time.
I waited desperately, again fantasizing about the thing that is likely to happen.
"What happened? Are you alright?" he would ask.
I would show him my legs and finally, he would carry me in his arms. I already got on cloud nine thinking of being in his arms.
Finally, his face got familiar when he was some steps down. Fair skin guy had blue eyes. His nose straight and lips thin pink in color.
Don't call me naughty but I wanted to kiss him the moment my eyes fell on his lips.
Okay, fine fine, I know he is totally a stranger. But I admit that he was handsome like hell. And I admit this as well that I had never seen any guy handsome to that level.
"Okay, okay after Shawn Mendes."
But still Shawn Mendes, I have just seen him on TV. But this guy was real. Just in front of me. I watched him without blinking my eyes. My heart pounded and chills ran through my spine as he got closer.
I prepared myself to answer the questions which he might ask me, but to my shock, he just walked away. Yes, he turned a blind eye on me. He just kept on moving, totally ignoring my presence.
Tightening my fist with anger simmering inside me, I cursed underneath my breath, "How dare he turn blind on me? What does he think of himself? Is he the owner of this company...? Seriously. Who is he? Who turns blind eye to a woman who is in need of help?"
Furiously, I grabbed my bag and dived my hand in. After searching for a while, I finally fetched two band-aids. In a rage, I stuck it on my wound without thinking it might hurt.
"Aw! aw! aw that hurts... Why do you have to vent your anger into yourself? You have nothing to do with him and he has nothing to do with me so why? Why the hell are you angry? He didn't glance at me, that is his problem. Not mine... No, no not at all..."
After taking care of blisters, I stood on my feet, swung my bag on my shoulder, and carrying my heels in my hand resumed climbing the stairs.
"See you can still do without his help... You really don't have to rely on anyone," I praised patting my shoulder proudly.
"Finally..." I signed, reaching the top floor where I meant to be working starting from today.
I wore my heels carefully and marched inside. The moment I got the view of people it was none other than the same handsome guy who turned blind eye to me. He was sitting with other people side by side on the large leather couch.
The way he turned a blind eye on me a while ago I now took no notice of him and walked proudly towards the manager's office.
My heart got to ease when I took revenge on that guy. Like the way he ignored me I now ignored him. And the funny thing, he might not even know that.
"Let it be I took revenge, that is what matters for me," thinking, I knocked twice, when there was no answer, I pushed the door.
My eyes widened, 'holy shit!' the curse left out my lips in shock.
Betraying her own pack, when Camila agreed to marry her mate, Xavier she was unaware that the betrayal would sting her back more deeply and viciously. When she stood at the aisle in white, she was thunderstruck seeing her mate taking vows with her sister. That night she not only got the betrayal but also had to take the accusation of bearing someone else's child. After six years, her triplets’ brought Xavier home announcing, “Mommy, Mommy, Alpha Daddy is home!” His reappearance caused the arrival of something evil and dangerous in her life. Something which would shatter her world.
The story about five students who are chosen by The Eye of Truth to uncover the mystery hidden behind the sudden death of their school favorite Professor Eiza Cullen. Will they be able to solve this mystery or will they get lost in the puzzle forever?
~You were there when my heart fell for you, but you were never there when my heart yearned for you, still, you never got out of my heart~ I stood at the restaurant door feeling numb seeing Newt with a girl. She was the same girl from the photo. They were sitting few inches away from me. I thought it was good to leave because it seemed like they were on their date. I turned around but suddenly Newt called. 'Prisha, is that you? Wow! what a pleasant surprise..." I slowly turned towards him, forcing a smile, and replied, "Hey! Newt, nice to see you..." "What are you doing here? Where is your other half, Kristen? It is little awkward to see you without her. I have noticed you two going everywhere together be it washroom as well," he mocked chuckling. Even though I didn't found it funny, I forced a smile and replied, "I am just wandering around the town alone. As I was bored staying home. And about Kristen, she might be busy somewhere." "Oh! anyway come and join us. I want to introduce you to my..." "Girlfriend," before his words were completed my mind had already said it loud. so, I hastily interrupted him, "I am so sorry. I need to rush back home. My mom called me twice. Bye..." Before he could respond, I was already out of the restaurant at great speed. The sky was blanketed with thick black clouds and soon one after another drops of rain drip down along with my tears. I paced few steps but was not able to go any further. I fell on my knees getting weak to stand and slowly my eyes got blur. Soon, I collapsed on the ground and before my eyes were forced to shut, I saw someone walking towards me.
She spent ten years chasing after the right brother, only to fall for the wrong one in one weekend. ~~~ Sloane Mercer has been hopelessly in love with her best friend, Finn Hartley, since college. For ten long years, she's stood by him, stitching him back together every time Delilah Crestfield-his toxic on-and-off girlfriend-shattered his heart. But when Delilah gets engaged to another man, Sloane thinks this might finally be her chance to have Finn for herself. She couldn't be more wrong. Heartbroken and desperate, Finn decides to crash Delilah's wedding and fight for her one last time. And he wants Sloane by his side. Reluctantly, Sloane follows him to Asheville, hoping that being close to Finn will somehow make him see her the way she's always seen him. Everything changes when she meets Knox Hartley, Finn's older brother-a man who couldn't be more different from Finn. He's dangerously magnetic. Knox sees right through Sloane and makes it his mission to pull her into his world. What starts as a game-a twisted bet between them-soon turns into something deeper. Sloane is trapped between two brothers: one who's always broken her heart and another who seems hell-bent on claiming it... no matter the cost. CONTENT WARNING: This story is strongly 18+. It delves into dark romance themes such as obsession and lust with morally complex characters. While this is a love story, reader discretion is advised.
"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."
In her previous life, Kimberly endured the betrayal of her husband, the cruel machinations of an evil woman, and the endless tyranny of her in-laws. It culminated in the bankruptcy of her family, and ultimately, her death. After being reborn, she resolved to seek retribution against those who had wronged her, and ensure her family's prosperity. To her shock, the most unattainable man from her past suddenly set his sights on her. "You may have overlooked me before, but I shall capture your heart this time around."
"I'm going to tell you what I have in mind," he murmured. "First you're going to strip down until you're completely naked," he whispered against her ear. "Then I'm going to tie you up so you're completely powerless and subject to my every whim." "Mmm, sounds good so far," she murmured. "Then I'm going to insert a plug to prepare you for me. After that I'm going to spank that sweet ass of yours until it's rosy with my marks." She shivered uncontrollably, her mind exploding with the images he evoked. She let out a small whimper as he sucked the lobe of her ear into his mouth. God, she could cum with just his words. She was already aching with need. Her nipples tingled and hardened to painful points. Her clit pulsed and twitched between her legs until she clamped her thighs together to alleviate the burn. "And then I'm going to f**k your mouth. But I won't cum. Not yet. When I'm close, I'll flog you again until your ass is burning and you're on fire with the need for relief. And then I'm going to f**k that ass. I'm going to take you hard and rough, to the very limits of what you can withstand. I won't be gentle. Not tonight. I'm going to take you as roughly as you can stand. And then I'm going to cum all over your ass. Are you ready to be completely and utterly dominated?"
When your mate cheated the night before your wedding with your best friend, and your father insisted you go on with the wedding because you're nothing but an asset. Under the influence of your anger, you had a one night stand with a stranger in rut who marked you as his without a second thought. Next day, your mate showed up and called the man you spent the night with, "Lycan King..." Lycan King? The same vicious Lycan King that was about to rain war on your pack?
Miley's life fell apart on the night of her 19th Birthday. The celebration was tainted by the business of betrayal. At the party, Miley's drink was spiked, and when she felt ill, she staggered out of the room, only to stumble upon a conspiracy between her boyfriend and her sister. She had always known that her sister didn't love her. but what she hadn't expected was that her boyfriend, whom she had always trusted, was also in cahoots with her. Realization stung sharper than the cold air outside as she discovered their cruel intentions to humiliate her. Overwhelmed and betrayed, she found refuge in an unfamiliar room. But fate, it seemed, had a cocktail of sorrows lined up for her. In the room she sought refuge in was Logan Pierce. This man, a dominant and arrogant person, and her boyfriend's uncle were known to be a living nightmare for those who would cross his path. Under the influence of drugs, they slipped into a night, and he took her for the first time in ways she wished she could forget. Waking up to a world where accusations were hurled at her from all corners, her family turned their backs on her. Placating Logan seemed to have ranked higher than standing up for Miley, their own blood. Disowned and discarded, Miley found herself abandoned on the relentless, heartless streets. Years later, she had blossomed into the U.S. manager of Hales company. During a business meeting, she stumbled upon Logan once again. But the passing years had erased Miley's face from Logan's memory, arousing within him a curiosity and fascination for this elusive lady director. unable to recall the tragic past, Logan felt unwarranted anger towards Miley as he continuously evaded her- thus beginning their forbidden dance of desire yet again.