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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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426 Chs

Who Are You Texting?

Noah has been checking his phone since he sent a message to Jess and didn't get any reply at all. He already lost count of how many stores they have entered, but it still surprised him how women got their energy when shopping is involved. 

It seems like his daughter got her mother's enthusiasm when it comes to spending his money. He isn't complaining though. He would buy this whole store without blinking an eye if his daughter says the word.

He peeked on his phone once again. Still no message. What could have made Jess so busy as not to answer his messages? They were supposed to just check some furniture. He felt a tinge of annoyance. He was debating within himself if he should send a message to Antonio in the office and ask him to check Jess' Instagram. 

He sighed and shoved his phone in his pocket when his daughter came running with a purple dress in her hands. Soraya, the security acting as her nanny, followed closely behind.