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Capture The Blue-Eyed CEO

"I don't look like a prostitute because I am not one." she coldly smiles at his questioning gaze as she sips her coffee. 'Jerk!!' she screams in her head. "My apologies." he sincerely said, seeing the expression on her face. "But why do you have a key to this room." "Well, probably because this is MY room." she spat her words as she put down her coffee on top of the coffee table. She chose a magazine with the Kardeshians on the cover and put down her cup on top of it. He scoffed at this girl watching him with open distaste on her pretty face. He would admit that he felt insulted with how she acted now when just a while ago she was feasting on his body while he was on the phone. "You change your mind easily, huh?" he said mockingly. "Just a few minutes ago, you said you like me." "Well, a girl sure can change her mind, as many times as she wants. If you want to change my mind, you could stand up and turn around so I could see you from behind because you see, I prefer a guy with a nice pair of ass." ........................ Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. When her flight was canceled due to a heavy storm, she had a one-night stand with a stranger that happened to be the future CEO of one of the top five pharmaceutical companies in the world. However, the next time they met, he did not remember her! But is it a reason enough to take revenge? If it was, how far would she go to soothe her wounded ego? Was it really just her pride that got hurt? What really happened that night? And how does a night with a stranger change Jess's life? [WARNING: Some chapters may contain mature R-18 content.] --------- Book cover by Jushel

Jyojiko · Urban
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Jess, The Sexytary

"So what do you know?" 

Noah heard the sudden change in Jess's tone when she asked the question. 

He exhaled a deep breath, "I know the names of some of your family members -" 

"Then how come you don't know my father?" her voice was laced with disbelief. She raised up from leaning against his chest. 

She craned her neck to see Noah's eyes as if she could only trust the words that would come out of his mouth if she could see his eyes. 

"I knew the names but no photos. There were just five photos in that file. One of your grandfather on your father's side, a photo of you -  freshman in college, a graduation photo of you when you were in high school, and two photos were when you were a kid - around five or six years old."