Loving The CEO

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. Watching everything unfold, took me back to a time when I was a kid and I would enjoy the company of my father and mother when we would usually play in my favorite meadow that

was still fast asleep, lying peacefully with a smile on her face. Walking into her room, I kissed her on the cheek and whispered, “I love you mom,” before I ven

ontraption for their irritating and loud as hell. It seems these things go off when you're dreaming about something amazing that you don't want to wake up from because what you're dreamin

twear and stepped into the shower. Turning it on, I allowed the warm water to run over my body soothing my aching limbs. My body felt very tired and everywhere hurt, i

o make sure that my mom's breakfast was made, the ho

her medications. Since I am her only child and my dad had died from a heart attack when I was seventeen years old, I am now the

ms so I have decided that I will be looking for a job very soon with better pay and benefits. Turning off the water, I stepped out of the shower and walked to the mirror where I wiped the fog off that had escaped and fogged u

guy who tried to use me for my body and to humiliate me in front of the entire school. I had to stand up for myself that day. I was thirteen years old when my dad had gotten a great job in Washington

ly for me, being the new kid and living in a small house were two combinations that resulted in you getting teased and bullied by rich snobby kids. I would often go home every day and cry on my mom’s shoulders, telling her I hated this place and I wante

couldn’t get any worse but it did. It was like the universe was mocking me for some unknown reason like I did somethi

rushed to the hospital and was pronounced dead before he could even make it there. I felt like I was hit by a ton of bricks, I felt so lost… I felt like a part of me was gone and it was. I was depressed for months until on

e was. I had later come to find out that it was a one-sided relationship and he didn't feel the same way for me as I did for him. He was just trying to use me, to get in

me but I had found out earlier about his ugly personality before we had actually could do anything, I had turned the cards on him humiliating him in front of the enti

ls like me, not that something was wrong with me, it's just the popular crowd didn't quite “hang” with per

tired of the tears so the insurance money that my mom had gotten from my dad’s death was enough to allow us to move to New York, a city where ther

to my room where I got dressed in my work attire, a black pencil skirt, a white V-neck ruffle sleeve blous

er on her cheek before I went into the kitchen to prepare breakfast and lunch for both of us. After it was finished, I ate before I packed my lunch then p

ived just in time to catch the bus which would stop a few meters from my workplace. Entering I saw that Joe wasn’t the driver and I must say I was a bit disappointed. Joe was

herwise from Joe on the bus. Joe had heard me and pulled over and came around to where I was. He asked me why I was crying and I told him and he began to comfort me. He cracked joke after

osed the door behind me. Due to the bus system, I have to leave out early so n

t wasn't long before I started buzzing the employees in. The day went on with a drag, people were hardly coming in and out of the store. Seeing that the day

out “six feet two” with a head full of black hair, a chiseled jaw, and an aquiline nose that complimented his handsome face. My eyes further scanned his body and I saw that his shoulders

g I had said because he was staring at me like he had lost all his senses. While staring str

he smiled at me affection

tart with Why?” he asked, “it's a business book

you like me to escort you to t

back of the store, I carefully but very hastily searched for the book. Not that I was i

et him know that. He seems like the type of man that feeds off the fear of others, by looking at him I could tell that he was rich by the

cash it

n his face, he asked, “

n, I cashed his item and placed it into a bag handing it to him. Taking the bag from my hand, I felt a small pull of gravity and little bolts of electricity emitting through my body when our hands to

time were up. I was a bit happy because I was still very tired and I needed the time to rest. Collecting my items, I was about to walk out when Tim, one of my co-workers stopped me. Tim was someone who you c

n a date with me Emil

e you in that way and I won't be going on a date with you a

one day, keep that in mind E

I rolled my eye

ted, I find it to be downright annoying. Walking away I went around the front where I headed for the front door and then to the bus stop. Upon arriving I

Tilting my head back resting it on the hard seat, I closed my eyes as the words of Keyshia Cole’s Love flooded my ears. Hea

out someone I just saw and hardly even know. It was strange really because I am not the one to da

the door and was about to walk in when I

ss the street smoking a cigar. I was trying desperately to make out his face but I couldn't

ly closed the door and lea

y walked to my apartment. Opening the door, I walked straight to

ed out to her

g. She will often do this when she feels depressed and thinks that all hopes are

g up off the bed, a single tear rolled down my cheek and I kissed her on her forehead before I