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Stripping the CEO Grand Comeback
The best part of soap operas were the plot twists; especially the unexpected ones. For her, it was the part where the lead character returned after a long time to take back what they had lost. She enjoyed it the most when the lead made a grand comeback, the type which held every attention captive and lured it into revolving around them. Clara Lynn had decided that if she were to be a heroine in a fictional tale, she would make choices that would lessen her predictability as much as possible, while at the same time keeping the audience on their toes. Because it was all she could think of, she discarded the idea of wearing the accessories Andre had gifted her at the last minute, choosing a pair of skin embracing thigh high platform boots which boasted of confidence and dripped a spicy sauce of sexiness. Cladding her body was navy-blue power jacket which extended to the thighs, its buttons matching the champagne gold zip running from the top to the bottom of the boots. Perhaps she
Stripping the CEO Pep Talk?
For the first time over the past few weeks, Andre found himself in a position where his intentions were in question. No office project irrespective of the amount of money it earned him had ever made him as excited as he had been preparing this position for Clara. But the unforgettable look in her eyes didn't nearly match his excitement, pouring cold water instead on the fire which had been burning fiercely in him, putting a halt to the thrill of doing things he'd thought would make her happy behind her back. Was he missing something? Wasn't this what she had always wanted? The beauty of rhetorical questions was that they never answered themselves, and lacking the patience to discover the cause of the problem later, Andre halted in the middle of the hallway and like Clara had done that morning, turned to the opposite direction and took brisk steps towards the elevator, the white jacket which made a clean outline of his wide shoulders flying as he took long calculated strides, the
Stripping the CEO Upholstery
Her new office was a masterpiece. From its expansive size to the originality Incorporated into the design of each flooring, wallpaper, lightening and furniture, it was akin to being in an official presidential suite. Clara was astounded even before she stepped into her office; the reception itself had first caught her in awe with the calligraphic inscription above the door, 'Clara Lynn, Fashion Design Technician.' It was a moderate sized room which had been recently renovated as well and held small tables and moveable seating in a stylish, elegant way. Adjacent the reception was Jessica's office which was labelled in her name as Clara's personal assistant, exuding the same clean professional energy which couldn't even enable anyone see her position as anything less than serious business. Then there was her office which was designed and furnished to taste, its elegance matching that of a Queen with glass bookcase for documents and the latest design of the company's invention place
Stripping the CEO The VIP
Brenda and Sophie dropped by during lunch screaming down her office. Well, Sophie was doing that all by herself while Brenda focused her quizzical eyes on Clara, and at the first opportunity they got to be alone started questioning her about Andre and the position.She definitely didn't have the opinion that Clara had got the office because of her involvement with him, but she wasn't pleased with the undefined status of their relationship. Which Clara understood perfectly, but on the other hand, had already chosen to give it time, and so quickly deflected the topic and picked a safer conversation. After they had left, she spent the rest of the day preparing questions for the interviews and making notes of the things she would need to begin the project. By the time the golden hand of the clock signalled the end of the work time, she dismissed Jessica, having made the decision that the younger girl would only work overtime if it was absolutely necessary.She didn't want to repeat the
Stripping the CEO Mind Games
"Safely arrived with the VIP, over." Clara bit deep into her nails, her eyes still unsteady as it roamed through the window, the position her head had been in since she was escorted into the limo. On each side of her were security agents communicating from time to time over the earplugs stuck in their ears.Just how the fuck had a funny romantic call taken an action note?The car halted in front of Andre's building and the door was opened from one side. She watched as two female agents came down first and did a sweep of the environment, her body fidgeting in fear. Why had she been followed? Andre seemed to know a lot more than she did. "Ma'am, it's safe to alight now." One of the female agents who acted like the leader said to her, gesturing with her hands. Clara swung her small purse over her shoulder and placed one wobbly foot in front of the other, sucking in a deep breath as they led her into the building.Seemed as though she suddenly became invalid whenever she came to Andre's
Stripping the CEO Mine
Andre's eyes darted towards Clara, as though confirming the sly Viscount's words. With a feigned amusement, he replied calmly, "Do you need help with your boredom?" But even as he spoke, he took hold of Clara's hands, linking them in his. There was ruffling of papers on the other side, followed by that chuckle she found unsettling. "Exactly, brother. You can't deny that you have all the interesting people around you. So just give me Clara, or set up a meeting for me tomorrow. I'll make the proposition to her, it will be strictly professional, I promise.""Why are you telling me this?" Viscount laughed, lowering his voice. "C'mmon, we both know how you hold onto things till they get suffocated and have to flee in order to get away. You are well familiar with that, aren't you?"Andre's muscles ticked and flexed in quick succession. She was truly confused at this point, wondering what Tony was talking about and why such cryptic words had Andre reacting so visibly.What the fuck was he
Stripping the CEO First Steps of a Dance
"Ma'am, don't turn around but it seems you are being followed. Again." What was even funnier than Jessica's conspiratorial tone was the way she narrowed her eyes to slits, a determined look to play detective crossing her orbs. Clara had the urge to laugh as they made their way out of the parking lot, their heels clicking loudly against the shimmering flooring. They would be discreet? It was easier to outrightly tell everyone that she was under protection than it was for those security agents to follow her without going unnoticed. Jessica had caught them more times than Clara could count anymore, and Sophie had wondered why some 'strange people' had taken the table next to theirs repeatedly during lunch. At this rate all that remained was for the new employees allocated to her to point it out as well."I told you they might be journalists. Ignore them." Clara finally stated in a tired voice, uncaring whether the younger lady bought it. It was starting to get old anyway, and were she
Stripping the CEO Tango
"See you tomorrow, ma'am." Was there any limit to the heights of success humans aimed to climb?If Clara had thought of her position as an executive assistant a turn around which had elevated her status, then being offered the position of a fashion design tech was in non-simple words, an acceleration. Nothing was simple about her life anymore; she had people book appointments to see her and employees she accounted for. Being secretly involved with a global business mogul wasn't nearly the most complex thing in her life right now, perhaps observing the shadows who failed at following her discreetly was. She could see them now as she opened her car, could hear their footsteps as they apparently hurried to board the car next to hers. At first she had thought that their inability to go unnoticed was a flaw on their part, till she realised that it was very intentional. They weren't hiding the fact that she had security because they were sending a message to Tony Viscount.Or in more blu
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