MR CEO PLEASE DON’T LOVE ME

MR CEO PLEASE DON'T LOVE ME

Only1Vikki

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Maya Allen an orphan who meets Liam Taylor a CEO of the biggest company in their city and also the most renowned play boy.Her life takes a drastic turn after that. Would it be a good or bad turn?

MR CEO PLEASE DON’T LOVE ME Chapter 1 MAYA'S POV

" What the hell is going on here!! " I couldn't help but exclaim as I walked in on my boyfriend Lucas Sanchester and Chloe Spencer having hot and steamy sex on the bed that I walked my butts off to buy.

So all my colleagues at the flower shop told me were all true! The whole room reeked of their sweat and the sex they were having.

" It's.... it's....not what you think babe, Chloe....was the one who seduced me...Yeah " he said while stuttering and pointed at Chloe, my best friend who was now sitting on the bed using my bed sheet to cover her shameless nakedness. Chloe's eyes widened with shock as her gaze left my face and instantly fell on Lucas.

" That's a big lie, he was the one who approached me and today he took advantage of me because I was drunk, " She said as she looked at me with tears falling from my eyes.

What? Did they think I was 3 years old? I caught them in the act and they dared to lie to me. Worst of all Chloe was shedding crocodile tears. I scoffed at their flimsy excuses and lies.

I wouldn't lie, I was at the brink of crying, but I wasn't gonna let them see me weak, so I sucked in some air.

" I'll be leaving for my shift right now at the flower shop, and by the time I return, Lucas you better pack all your belongings and get the hell out of my house. As for you Chloe you are no longer my best friend, I don't wanna set my eyes on you both ever again, " I said through gritted teeth and walked out of my Studio apartment not giving them the chance to say anything further.

I heard them arguing with themselves when I was on my way out but who cares? I just want them out of my life and house before I close from work.

My name is Maya Allen and I just got cheated on by my boyfriend and my best friend. When my colleagues at the flower shop told me they normally see Lucas and Chloe going on dates, I refused to believe them because Chloe has been my best friend for a long time now.

She was the one who aided my dreams of leaving the orphanage and staying on my own. She was the one who even paid my first house rent, so if you were in my shoes and they tell you such a person would betray you, would you believe or agree?

All the emotions in me were threatening to burst out due to the betrayal, anger, and disappointment I felt because I gave my all to Lucas, I did all the work. I brought the food, paid the rent, I did everything while he just did nothing but sleep, yet I still showed him affection and my undying love.

But that love died just now when I saw him on Chloe. Now I know I was wasting my time with Lucas. I should have seen the signs, but I was blinded by love.

I was on the verge of breaking down when I hailed a taxi and boarded it telling the driver to take me to any bar around.

When we headed for my destination I couldn't help but let the tears fall from my eyes, I broke down into tears wailing and clutching my chest because my heart felt like it would pull out, the emotional torture I was going through were immeasurable.

The heartbreak I kept on feeling since I saw them was torture. That's the best way to describe what I was going through. Torture!

I didn't even care when I saw the driver looking at me worriedly and asking what was wrong, I just ignored him and kept on pouring my pains out through my tears.

" Miss...I .... " the driver wanted to say to me but I angrily snapped at him before he even had the chance to continue.

" Leave me alone!!! " I raised my head as I snapped at him, he flinched at my sudden outburst and raised his hands in surrender.

I looked at him before looking at my surroundings and sniffed back the tears that threatened to fall again. We had already arrived at a bar.

I looked through the front view mirror and saw that my face was a mess, the mascara I applied was smudged all over my face. I checked in my bag for a handkerchief which I used to clean my face dry although my eyes were still red and puffy.

" I'm.. I'm sorry I snapped at you. It wasn't intentional " I apologized to the driver and he nodded his head in understanding.

The driver patiently waited for me to gain my composure, not uttering any other word to me. I took a deep breath and exhaled sharply before paying him and alighting from the car.

I went into the bar without a second thought because I felt alcohol would be the best thing to numb the pains I was feeling.

I knew my boss at the flower shop was very strict and had been looking for a way to fire me since I refused his request to be his mistress, but maybe as I was about to skip my shift today, he might let it slide since he has feelings for me after all.

I walked into the bar and sat on an empty stool while the bartender attended to a gorgeous man who sat on the stool beside me. I know in the state I was, I wasn't supposed to be ogling the man but damn, it was difficult not to.

He just sat there with a cold look on his face but I could still see traces of tiredness lingering on his face. The aura that emitted from him commanded respect.

I was so fixated on ogling the man that I didn't notice the bartender was already in front of me. I heard someone clearing his throat obviously to get my attention and the hot man turned to look at me, my breath hitched for a moment as I took in his appearance.

His amber eyes looked at me with curiosity and confusion. Damn!! I thought females were the only ones who had amber eyes!

Feeling embarrassed, I looked away immediately, even though a part of me didn't wanna look away from the insanely hot and gorgeous man beside me. My face flushed with embarrassment when I saw the bartender smirking at me.

" Miss, I was asking what you would like to drink, " he said.

I thought about it for a moment and knew I wouldn't wanna embarrass myself when a hottie was sitting next to me, so I felt it was better I just drink my sorrows away and reserve my tears for later when I'm all alone.

" I would like to have two bottles of vodka, thanks " I said and saw the bartender's eyes widen a bit as he looked at my petit figure surprised.

At the same time, I felt an intense gaze on me when I said that and I knew it was the hottie sitting next to me.

" Are you sure? Because that's quite a lot. " the bartender asked with raised brows and I nodded.

He went away and came back with the vodka I ordered and a tumbler. I immediately gulped down the gin which gave me a burning sensation in my throat as it's liquid passed down and I loved the feeling, it felt soothing at this moment.

Fueled by pain and betrayal, I kept drinking nonstop until I realized I had finished one bottle, when I wanted to open the second bottle a strong hand clasped mine and stopped me from doing so.

I turned to see who it was that tried to stop me but my vision was already blurry, that was when I realized I was utterly wasted. I looked at the person trying to get a better view but failed at doing so.

Or was it the hottie sitting next to me? No, I don't think so, he looked like someone who minds his business, I thought to myself.

" I think you've had enough, " the person said and then I knew it was a male, I was mesmerized by the sound of the voice.

It wasn't masculine nor feminine, it was as smooth as silk, sweet, and perfect. I felt frustrated that I couldn't get a clear view of this person.

The next thing I did surprised me because I didn't see it coming nor could I stop myself from doing it.

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