ok but just accidentally hearted my own message while trying to impress someone, and now I am both their biggest fan and a total LOSER. it feels like winning an award for being socially inept, and honestly, my entire existence feels like a performance art piece gone wrong. what if they think I’m an actual stalker now? like, did my delusional obsession over their favorite player, Quinyon Mitchell, ...
Story Name: "I Thought Our Night Was a Mistake, But He’s My New CEO" Part 6 of 7 His voice cuts through the haze of my memories, but I can’t focus on his plans. My pulse races, a chaotic drum in my ears. “Honestly, didn’t expect you to be so invested.” He glances up, catching my eye. There’s something in his gaze—a flicker of recognition. I swallow hard, my heart pounding. “Invested? In what? Y...
Story Name: "I Thought Our Night Was a Mistake, But He’s My New CEO" Part 6 of 7 I can barely concentrate as his voice washes over me like a tidal wave. But the flood of memories from that night drowns out his words. It’s like I’m living in two parallel worlds, and the reality of this boardroom is a nightmare. Suddenly, he pauses. Our eyes lock. There's a flicker of recognition—or is it just my imagination? My pulse quickens. The air crackles with unspoken tension. I’m caught, itchily aware of the entire room’s gaze on us. “Do you have something to add?” he asks, raising an eyebrow. It’s a challenge, and I’m not about to back down. My heart races; I can’t let him intimidate me. “I think we should consider the team’s morale,” I reply, my voice steadier than I feel. “Your plan only wor...
Story Name: "I Thought Our Night Was a Mistake, But He’s My New CEO" Part 6 of 7 I can barely concentrate as his voice washes over me like a tidal wave. But the flood of memories from that night drowns out his words. It’s like I’m living in two parallel worlds, and the reality of this boardroom is a nightmare. Suddenly, he pauses. Our eyes lock. There's a flicker of recognition—or is it just my imagination? My pulse quickens. The air crackles with unspoken tension. I’m caught, itchily aware of the entire room’s gaze on us. “Do you have something to add?” he asks, raising an eyebrow. It’s a challenge, and I’m not about to back down. My heart races; I can’t let him intimidate me. “I think we should consider the team’s morale,” I reply, my voice steadier than I feel. “Your plan only wor...
Story Name: "I Thought Our Night Was a Mistake, But He’s My New CEO" Part 7 of 7 His voice cuts through my haze again, sharper this time. "Honestly, didn’t expect you to be so... familiar with the layout." I risk a glance at him, my breath hitching in my throat. His smirk sends shivers down my spine, igniting the memory of our heated encounter. I force myself to breathe. “Neither did I,” I rep...