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CEO on the island |1| Fired
Riley’s POV I placed my stuff in the box, glancing at my colleagues as they offered me a sad smile, passing my desk. “We will miss you, Riles,” one of them said, and I offered her a smile. “It was nice getting to know you guys,” my voice croaked out, barely being heard from the restless nights I have been through. They gave me one last sympathetic look before they walked away, heading to their meeting. I watched them as they left, leaving me all alone on the floor. This was the perfect time for me to leave. I wouldn’t see another sympathetic look on their faces. A door slammed open, and I lifted my gaze, seeing the last person I wanted to see right now. He flashed me a mischievous smirk, striding towards my desk. God, how much I wanted to cut his throat open. I said to myself, glaring at him as he leaned on my desk. How did I even ignore all the red flags, my sister’s and best friend’s warning? Love blinded me
CEO on the island |2| Trauma
Riley’s POV “Chris,” I breathed once I figured out his face. He flashed me a devilish smirk, and I felt my heart drop in my stomach from fear. “Leave, Chris, or I’ll call the cops,” I threatened, glancing at the phone in my hand and his eyes followed mine, landing on the phone. “You are happy you fucked things up this morning,” Chris growled at me, his toxic breath mixed with alcohol was fanning over my face. I clenched my grasp around the phone. “I’ll call the police,” I repeated, and he grabbed my wrist, taking the phone from my grasp and tossing it on the floor. “No one will help you, sweetheart,” he snickered, and I looked at him with disgust. “What the fuck do you want from me?” I shouted. I freed my hand out of his firm grip, but he was faster than me as he grabbed me by my wrists, pinning my hands over my head. “Did you even love me?” I yelled at him, feeling the tears form in my eyes as
CEO on the island |3| Post-trauma
Riley’s POV I woke up gasping for the air. Sweat beads hovered over my forehead from my recent nightmare. I ran my fingers through my hair, knowing it was over now. He was away now. “Is it the same nightmare?” My sister muttered with her eyes closed. I sighed and whispered a yes. She groaned, opening her eyes, looking at me with a reassuring smile. “It was three weeks ago, Riles. He’s away. You are fine now,” Lara comforted me, sitting up. She pulled me into her embrace, and I placed my head on her shoulder, feeling safe for a moment. “He’s coming out today. I’m scared,” I mumbled, and she rubbed my back. “He can’t come near you, and if he does, we will call the police,” she asserted, and I closed my eyes. Three weeks passed since that and it left a huge scar on me. Every day I had a nightmare of those horrible events and it even chased me in the morning. Lara was a lawyer. Among her busy life, she mana
CEO on the island |4| Ibiza
Riley’s POV I jumped out of the bed, feeling overly excited for the day. My gaze snapped at the clock, making sure I had enough time to pack the things I bought yesterday. “Great, it’s six now, the plane is in four hours,” I murmured to myself. A knock on the door stripped me out of my thoughts. The door creaked open and Athena poked her head inside. “Just making sure you are awake,” she blurted, giving me a toothy grin. “You are off to work?” I asked, and she opened the door fully, leaning on the door frame. “My shift is in thirty minutes, and I also packed dad’s meds. Make sure he takes them, please,” she breathed, crossing her arms against her chest. “Wow, what a big duty,” I said sarcastically, and she rolled her eyes. A flash of a smile crept on her face. She opened her arms, and I smiled, throwing myself into her embrace. “I’ll miss you this week,” I mumbled. “Me too, also don’t let hot boys make
CEO on the island |5| Bunked
Riley’s POV “What do you mean by bunking with a stranger?” I snapped at the receptionist. I was refusing to believe the sharing thing. I wanted a vacation for myself. Was that so hard to ask for? I stared at her, waiting for her to tell me it was a prank, but she just kept blinking and repeated what she had been saying for the past ten minutes. “You two will share the room, as there are no vacant rooms.” “But I booked it first,” I argued back. “So did I,” a deep voice was added in the background, and I turned around, looking at the person who just spoke. A man in his mid-twenties, maybe my age. He approached me with slow steps, his amber eyes locked with mine as he fixed the mass of his dirty blonde curls, tousling them to the back. It would be a lie if I said that man was ugly because he looked like he came straight out of a modeling magazine. His mesmerizing eyes looked deep into my soul, erup
CEO on the island |6| Latino Goddess
Zack’s POV “Um, Luke, you told me the nightclub was on the market,” I screeched on the phone, my gaze focused on the man who was glaring at me. I flashed him a tight smile, trying to reassure him. He just rolled his eyes and looked away, talking to his partner in his mother tongue language, Italian. I wish I had picked a thing or two in my Italian class back in high school. I could’ve understood what he was saying. “Give me a minute, Mr. Nicolai,” I excused myself, walking away from them. I stood near the cliff, gazing at the gorgeous blue sky. All I could hear from Luke’s side was him typing roughly on the keyboard. I licked my dry lips, waiting for him to check the data. “His temper is running out,” I tried to hurry him up, hearing him sigh before cursing. “I’m sure it was up for sale a few days ago,” Luke mumbled. “Figlio di puttana,” he said over my shoulder and I glanced at him before looking back
CEO on the island |7| Lost in Ibiza
Riley’s POV “So, you are sharing your room with a sexy Greek god… This sounds exciting and you know what will be great Riles-“ “Don’t say it,” I said in a warning tone. “You are a buzz killer,” Athena trailed off with a pout on her lips. “And I didn’t say he’s sexy,” I retorted back, and she rolled her eyes. “I know my best friend and by the look on your face, I would say that you liked him,” she asserted with a proud smile. “Your fantasy is getting out of hand,” I remarked sarcastically, and she broke out into laughter. I glared at her through the camera and she stopped laughing, smiling cheekily at me. I set my phone back on the table and continued eating my dinner, which was a steak and mashed potatoes. “Come on, having a little fantasy is the perfect way to live on this planet.” I rolled my eyes as I stabbed the cut part of the steak, stuffing it in my mouth. Having dinner at the beach was p
CEO on the island |8| Guilt
Zack’s POV I’m supposed to write a book on how to make someone hate you in just a few minutes. I watched Riley storm away after she lashed out at me. What did I expect from her? Of course, she would snap at me. I crossed the lines, stepping into her personal life. I didn’t have to prove my point why she was here alone because it seemed she came here to forget what happened. All of this happened because I just wanted to have her attention, or spend some time with her. When her eyes met mine, I lost sense of the world. Everything around us was gone. The sound was all muted, and all I could see was her, only her. She struck me with one of her arrows, saving Cupid’s time and claiming me as her prey. Not that I mind. I was just simply drawn to a stranger who I only know her name. A part of me knew she felt what I felt when our gazes met, that little spark igniting in our chests, the carnival of butterflies.
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