Married To A Manwhore

Too Late, Mr. CEO: Watch Me Shine

Nieves Gómez

Kayla stood outside the CEO suite, holding a custom suit for her fiancé, Brennon. They had spent seven years building a tech company from a freezing garage into a billion-dollar empire. But through the cracked door, she heard the breathy laugh of Evelin, the newly hired director. Then came Brennon's low, careless voice. "The wedding's a PR milestone for the IPO, nothing more." Kayla's blood turned to ice. "She's comfortable. Makes sense on paper," Brennon continued. "But you, Evelin. You understand ambition." The betrayal hit her like a physical blow. She had written the core code that made him a billionaire. She had stayed up until 4 AM debugging while he slept on a futon. Now, he was mocking their relationship to his mistress and handing over her life's work to a woman who couldn't even read a data log. Seven years of loyalty, reduced to a PR stunt. She didn't cry. Instead, a cold, violent clarity washed over her. Why should she let him keep the crown she forged? Without a word, she pulled the three-carat diamond off her finger and dropped it into her bag. She walked out of the building, drafted her resignation, and accepted a VP position at his biggest Wall Street rival. It was time to show Brennon what happened when the real genius behind his empire decided to tear it down.

Romance Betrayal Revenge CEO CEO Revenge

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^Leah's Pov^

I wiggled my butt staring at the TV as Javier played on.

** If our love was a story book, we would meet on the very first page.

**The last chapter would be about how... I'm thankful for the life we made.

**And if we had babies they would have your eyes, I would fall deeper watching you give you life.

** You don't even know how very special you are......

**You leave me breathless..... you're everything good in my life

**You leave me breathless.... I still can't believe that you're mine.....

I sang at the top of my voice. The song wasn't his but his remix was so much better. I shook my butt wishing and praying that one day he would sing this very song to me.

Okay, a little introduction. I'm Leah Thompson, a graduate from one of the not so prestigious universities of California. I work as a waitress at a restaurant and I live with my roommate so the rent can be split in half. My parents died when I was little, I wasn't so lucky to get adopted at the orphanage so I left when I was 18.

Luckily, I was able to go to college so now I'm 22, one of the working class ladies. Speaking of my roommate....

"Kyla...." I yell at the top of my voice.

"Are you done idolising your idol, your voice sounds like a broken record." She spat out playfully. I chuckle in response before giving her the finger.

"Am already late for work. I'll see you later."

I grab my bag before leaving the house inhaling the fresh scent of a new day.

"I have a good feeling about today. It's going to be wonderful."

**Javier's Pov**

"I asked for a medium sized soda, not a big sized. What if I'm too bloated to sing huh! Get lost, you're fired!"

I yell at his face, I drop the soda on the floor and turn away angrily.

"Incompetent fools" I hissed a little too loudly and my manager walked in.

"Javier, that has to be the second one you've lost this week. You need to be patient."

"I hate clumsy people, it's not my fault they are all incompetent."

I focused on what I was doing and he shook his head.

"Alright, have you thought about what I proposed?"

"Tom, you gave me a choice between my music and my single life. Besides, marriage doesn't mean I can't screw whomever I want so what did you think I'd pick."

I say sarcastically.

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