The CEO's Revenge

t, and pulled out a napkin to wipe his face. He glanced around, relieved that no one was looking at

a call, sounding as if he was giving an

and had a fierce expression on his face, with a deep baritone voice.

n-tinted hair and very long eyelashes. They all seemed c

" David

thing about her, her background, where she lives, what she does for a living. Her par

signal with his hands and they all left quickly as

wards his Chevrolet Camaro,

omeone to see who could smoke faster. Now his heart was racing faster as if he was start

me fun. He had never been rejected by any woman. In most cases, women threw thems

e him love it even more, perhaps because it was

ng it. It was already getting late, the time being five thirty in the evening,

d been vexed from the start. He couldn't believe he was lea

s worries and dr

was wearing a bathrobe. Her hair was tied up as she sat i

the book. She dropped it on the table and put her

and said she was his last. Her face had gone pale when she recal

er mind. She didn't know him and it wasn't her business

Hi Mama, how are you doing?" She said, a

on an allowance, all our mates are already receiving their monthly allowance from their children. We are not only tak

ressed together to keep from crying. "It's okay Mama. It's

mployed as one of our staff. Please fee

reminded her and she had already gotten a job. She jumped around the room, sc

aring at the pieces on the floor. It was her coffee cup that had fallen; she had dozed o

hat it had only been a dream. She got u

were used to the cold atmosphere even on days he was happy, he was still mean, they co

in 30 minutes," the chef

ungry," she added, her head bowed, her fingers twi

sponse but didn't get one. She l

especially a heartbroken look. It wasn't his fault he was like this; he did

g was alright and was about to go to the p

ald say over the phone. "W