Blind Deception The CEOs Regret by Mayemura Special

The Cold CEO's Unwanted Genius Wife

Meng Xinyu

I stood in the darkest corner of the Pierre Hotel’s ballroom, my cheap polyester dress itching against my skin while my wristband buzzed with a DARPA Priority Red alert. In front of the city’s elite, my fiancé Bryce Calloway took the stage, not to toast our future, but to publicly end our engagement and announce he was with my sister, Chloe. The room turned on me instantly, a hundred pairs of eyes pinning me down with pity and disgust as they physically backed away like I was contagious. When I returned home, my mother shattered a crystal vase at my feet, screaming that I was a humiliation and a "dropout" who didn't deserve a cent of the family fortune. Chloe and Bryce mocked me, laughing when I told them I had a mission with the National Security Agency, convinced I was either a pathological liar or a low-level criminal. They watched in horror as a black, unmarked military helicopter descended on our backyard to extract me, yet they still chose to believe I was being arrested for drug trafficking. They saw a pathetic girl who couldn't even parallel park, never realizing I was Dr. Nova Vance, the lead physicist behind the world's first successful fusion reactor. To secure funding for my research and gain a "fortress" of a name, I signed a thirty-day marriage contract with the arrogant billionaire Roman Knight. He treats me like a fraud, convinced I’m a gold-digger who failed out of college, while I quietly run global energy simulations from his guest bedroom. He has no idea that the "loser" he’s forced to live with is the same anonymous grandmaster who has been ruthlessly crushing him in online strategy games for months. "The contract is active," I told him, looking past his expensive suit. "But don't expect me to be your maid."

Modern Mystery

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Glozikes were female humans with a unique gift - they had a supernatural light within them, a light that could restore my eyesight. To get that light, I had to follow four rules:

I had to find a Glozike.

I had to reveal my wolf self to her.

I had to win her trust and her love. In simple terms - get her laid.

And finally, I had to exchange eyesight with her.

I had thought that getting a Glozike and swapping eyesight with her would be a simple task, but as the months went by and I killed eight women who had the light within them, I began to doubt my mission.

The blood of innocent women stained my hands, and I was starting to lose hope that my task could ever be accomplished. The weight of my actions was beginning to take a toll on my conscience, and I wondered if I would ever be able to achieve my goal.

All the glozikes I've met didn't make it past rule two. It was easy to get a glozike, but after revealing my wolf self to them, they got terrified, some were angry, and some even tried to reveal my identity to others. I had to unalive them, to protect myself and my mission.

I walked into the club for the last time to try my luck. If I didn't find a Glozike tonight, I'd have to move to another city for a fresh attempt. My quota of ten deaths per city was almost full.

Being blind was hard - no one wished that for themselves, but I found it easier since I was an Alpha. My senses were ten times better than humans and so, I was a perfect blind man who could do almost everything.

But I needed my eyes for one thing…

"Hey, handsome." A lady snapped me out of my thoughts. I was sitting at my favorite spot in the club where I could feel the movement of the crowd better and the scent of different perfumes mingling with the smoke from the dancefloor.

I sensed a crackling of fire from the lady opposite me - she was a glozike, my lucky charm.

"Wanna get down?" A gust of her lust filled my nose, I could smell all of her emotions. She had a deeper pain she wasn't showing and she reeked of alcohol.

"Ladies like you often shy away from me in the inner room. They think I'm some kind of beast. Can you handle it?" I asked her, directing my face to where her voice came from.

She blushed. "Don't stare at me like that"

"I'm not staring," I replied.

"Of course, I can handle you" She walked closer to me and placed her hand on my waist. In what seemed like minutes, she had dragged me into a room and started to kiss me vigorously. I carried her on my waist and returned the same energy, ripping off every piece of her clothes. She started moaning when my hands touched her skin.

"Wait." I stopped and moved away from her.

"Why? Too fast? You can't handle me now?" She laughed.

"No. I…want to show you. something" I said in a low tone, pulling off my shirt.

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