Breaking The CEO's Heart

Pompous silver eyes, generating his arrogance and irresistible appeal. A deceiving good looks that is scandalous. This is how Jeneviv described the man who ruined the life of her sister. As he watched her, nothing else stuck in his mind but obscenity. Gabrielle Andromeda. he is coldly famous for making turning bunch of women cry. Sitting at the bar counter, he was alone this time. He seemed to have his own world in that noisy place. He had been following this man for several weeks. it has been approached by socialites there for a while but no one is lucky enough to get its elusive attention. It's been a year since the death of her sister Jeneva. He could not forgive the man who ruined his brother's future and pushed him to take his own life. he motioned to the bartender and added a drink. He glanced at the man again as the music and the color of the lights changed. Two socialites came here again. But like others, he also left disappointed. How many are those already? he could no longer follow the number. He interrupted his sip of his wine when he suddenly looked at her behavior. She tried to strike a sweet smile. But it took the sight back. Will the man also scold her if she approaches? Come what may. He will try anyway. he will not miss the opportunity he has been waiting for a long time. Jeneviv took a deep breath and collected her air. It's now or never. He left his seat and approached Gabrylle Andromeda. "Hi!" He gave her his sweetest smile. it did not return his greeting. He didn't even look at her when he sat on the stool next to the one she was sitting on. He probably thought he was just the same as the girls who were hanging around earlier. She inhaled deeply. Is he drunk and his eyes are deceiving him? this guy is three times gorgeous up-close. Those snob silver eyes are terribly beautiful that it sucked her in. "What do you want?" he asked still not looking at her. It is true. This man is the king of blasphemy. "Why are you alone?" "Did it bother you?" Wrong move. it just seemed to get more and more grumpy. He turned the chair to face it. "Gabrylle Andromeda, buy me." He is no longer swimming. They are also going to talk like this. I just hope it will bite his drama. So he can start the plan. "I'm sorry, but I'm not interested. besides, a minor like you shouldn't be here in this place." He almost laughed at his impression. Does he look at him as a minor? He looked at himself. Does he look like he's still in high school? "I'm an adult. I'm twenty-two years old." "Still a minor." he signaled to the bartender and added a drink. He snorted. What is an adult on this planet? Forty? Fifty years old? "I'm not joking." He grunted. "I'm selling myself to you." He just looked at her there. Its sharp gaze is menacing. but he did not move. "Well, would you like to buy me?" He was upset. "Give me a reason to do that." "I can make you happy."

eight years ago, Iuhence met Mhelanie Tschauder in his mother's birthday party. She is the most stunning and ravishing woman his eyes ever laid on. In just one night, she managed to awaken emotions that only a man who has a heart can feel-apparently he has none. eight years later, they met again. The feeling is still there. It didn't go away even if he buried it in the deepest part of his being. But apparently, Mhel doesn't care if she made him feel strange emotions. she doesn't even care when he tells her that he is always housing a boner every time she is near. He doesn't care about him even if he gets run over by a sixteen wheeler truck. And it irritates him. No woman has ever discarded him. No woman has ever refused him. there is no woman who does not care about him. Women begged to be pleasured by him. But not Mhel. She's irritatingly different. She's annoyingly beautiful. And a man got to do what a man got to do in order to get the attention of the woman who dwells on his heart and mind. So ... he kidnapped her.

Tyron is a one-woman-man kind of guy. He doesn't do cheating and flings. He believes that a man should only love one woman. The longest relationship he has is three years and still going strong. but his belief about love was challenged by cupid when Raine Lynn Dizon barged into his life - literally. When he saw her heart-shaped face, Argentine eyes and sweltering lips, his belief was forgotten. all he could remember was his need to kiss those sultry lips and stared at her tantalizing Argentine eyes. Will he resist the attraction he feels for the girl even though he knows it is wrong or would he let his feelings show as he thrust hard and deep inside her?

PROLOGUE "Mom, is that you?" I asked when I could get out of the bathroom. I took a bath because it's late and I don't want to sleep sweaty, because I'm sticky. "Ma?" .I repeat because of the faint sound I hear from the window, it's raining hard now and it still hasn't stopped since yesterday. I heard a crack in the window again but I just ignored it. .Maybe it's just leaves flying because of the strength of the wind, I also don't want to look because I'm scared. Maybe what creature I see there. I just lay down on the bed and leaned my head on its headboard and because I had a towel on my head my hair was a bit pulled. "Ah!" .I was stunned by the loud thunder and I accidentally knocked over my cellphone which was just on the side table, at the same time an envelope was dropped and its contents were scattered. One by one I picked it up and marveled at its contents. Where did it come from? What is it for? This is my photo! .my eyes widened when I saw that, it was my picture where I was taking a bath before. I have no cover here in the photo while facing the shower. I felt very nervous because I didn't know who took the picture of me? He's voyeurizing me! .I crumpled the picture I was holding and looked at the other photos again, I cried because it was disgusting to know that he was watching me while taking a bath and what's worse is that he was taking a picture of me! It might suddenly appear on social media and go viral, I'm scared. .there was a small piece of paper tucked inside the envelope so I immediately opened it which I wish I hadn't done because there was a message there. You're so sexy as f'ck .

"Choose, my life or the life of your bride ?!" In an instant, I am standing at the edge of the cliff, ready to jump any time. I saw her run away, still visible to my eyes. We were far away but I could still see him. "Of course! My wedding life! Xavierre Van Vladymir's life!" Huh? Am I alive? Then that means ... "Yes, you are." In just a snap she is in front of me again, she's indeed a vampire now. "So go ahead and jump in." Then she kissed me.

Elvy Ashton was a smart, obidient and know-her-limitation woman. A kind of woman that Prince Dwight Luhence Emmerson, the next king of Filifia, wants. He wanted her badly that he almost forget his responsibilities in his country. Dwight need to marry the lost princess of Ihmapuleya and having an affair with Elvy would totally ruin his reputation as the next king. But would he risk his country just to be with Elvy? Who he thought was in love with another man. Would he risk everything he had just to loved Elvy Ashton? That he doesn't know was the lost princess of Ihmapuleya that he must marry.

Corinne devoted three years of her life to her boyfriend, only for it to all go to waste. He saw her as nothing more than a country bumpkin and left her at the altar to be with his true love. After getting jilted, Corinne reclaimed her identity as the granddaughter of the town’s richest man, inherited a billion-dollar fortune, and ultimately rose to the top. But her success attracted the envy of others, and people constantly tried to bring her down. As she dealt with these troublemakers one by one, Mr. Hopkins, notorious for his ruthlessness, stood by and cheered her on. “Way to go, honey!”

After two years of marriage, Sadie was finally pregnant. Filled with hope and joy, she was blindsided when Noah asked for a divorce. During a failed attempt on her life, Sadie found herself lying in a pool of blood, desperately calling Noah to ask him to save her and the baby. But her calls went unanswered. Shattered by his betrayal, she left the country. Time passed, and Sadie was about to be wed for a second time. Noah appeared in a frenzy and fell to his knees. "How dare you marry someone else after bearing my child?"

"I've warned you from the beginning. Don't marry him, but you won't listen." She stood close to me and smiled with concern. "You are not a woman worthy of a man as handsome, rich, smart, and virile as Blaze." My whole body trembled at her words. "Have you no shame?" I asked in a quivering voice. "Take a good look at yourself, Heather." She looked at me in the mirror. "You can't even look at your ugly face. Do you think Blaze can endure a lifetime of looking at that face?" Heather Bailey had a surprise from her husband that night: a divorce agreement. After a year of marriage and facing ups and downs, she couldn't believe Blaze intended to divorce her. But she was devastated when she saw him gazing lovingly at another woman because that person was closest to her. Shortly after she put her signature on their divorce papers, shock waves caught her up. Her flower shop was severely burnt, beyond repair. Her father's company collapsed, and her parents blamed her. She struggled to rebuild her life from the ground up and became more successful than ever. Having many customers who came from influential families, she started her action against Blaze. She won the very thing he wanted. But that was just the beginning.

After my family's sinister plots collapsed, they lashed out at me, taking their rage to a violent level. Cornered and desperate, I married Jaxton—the town's most sought-after bachelor—due to an unplanned pregnancy. Love had no part in this marriage; I assumed he married me purely out of responsibility, his heart belonging elsewhere. The moment I chose to let him go and turned to leave, he grabbed me and pinned me down hard. "Jaxton, you promised you'd never touch me!" I snapped, glaring fiercely. His eyes flashed arrogantly as he leaned closer. "You're the one who started this!"

Desperate to handle her grandmother's towering medical bills, Gianna agreed to a contract marriage with Tristan, the enigmatic man she'd once shared a one-night stand with. She assumed they'd fulfill each other's needs and dissolve the arrangement once the terms expired. Unbeknownst to Gianna, this marriage was a dream Tristan had clung to for ten relentless years. Certain she was just filling someone else's role, Gianna prepared to leave when that other woman returned. But Tristan, his eyes burning with unspoken emotion, seized her trembling hand and declared, "You’re mine. Now and always."

"Is it considered betrayal to develop feelings for your best friend's boyfriend? What about when fate intervenes, and he turns out to be your destined mate? You might think it's luck and thank the moon goddess for such a twist of fate. That's what I believed until the love of my life uttered those dreaded words: 'I want a divorce!' As I stared at the pregnancy test in my hands, I realized it was better to keep my secret to myself. My name is Violet, and this is my story."