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Romance Contract with A CEO

Romance Contract with A CEO

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Chapter 1 

Word Count: 2607    |    Released on: 06/02/2025

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Spencer for two years, a

t, and never said no to Bren

d, I bawled my eyes out, declaring he was the love

r closing behind him, I sat cross-legge

1+1.

and two spo

I could r

re you

startled me so much I near

nd, then at my uncontrollable, wildly grinning mouth, and raise

.

n was quite satisfied w

his affairs, and my flattery skills were ma

think I've f

ow am I not a

repeated his name, Brennen

ave me so

couldn't take the mon

ould have continued playing the role of the unre

egs and narrow waist, leaned expressionl

ay you loved

yes, y

nadvertently pressing the calculator un

t u

ith me makes y

icularly hap

the atmosphere w

under the pillow. And I tried hard to act like a damsel in distress de

How can I live wi

speec

he theatrics, J

utiously loo

Wasn't his Caroline su

onto the sofa: "The wh

he window. Damn, the entire

Carol

just got off the plane,

t back and was al

I touched the warranty deed,

es

ld I conti

ofa, clearly a bit troubled, probably he worried

would you like to si

ate in professional nursing, but being a v

seem eager fo

unteer, just refused to do. W

worried you wou

o I'll use the study on the second floor. Once the quaranti

s eyes cold behind hi

, don't harbor any illusio

appen, unless you had

.

ht. When I rubbed my eyes and got up to make breakfast in the morn

oline might rank seco

oy, and it seemed the hor

n having breakfast, Br

the coffee beans on the cabinet, and

What are yo

no suitable cl

y attire and nonchalantly

e had called me over on short notice two days ago,

r the short skirts and dresses I bought to please h

irs, and ten minutes later, two unope

s at noon, a meal was alrea

quite a

, spicy beef, chicken stew with

e two shirts, I spar

of canned food. He knocked on my door,

what you call love? Aren't you supposed to make several

king a big meal for a man

headphones still on,

riefly lingered on the hem of

nen's pants, but the shirt w

aid, "Hey, cooking require

Brennen, but with no more l

rds, Brennen di

w m

could solve, he had

number and giving him

ile frying eggs, and Brennen sat in t

onally drifting towards m

o profess my love f

ssistant in the video conference lightly cough, qu

yes, and Brennen quickly ave

holic, distracted

s really pondering h

dwich in front of him, and m

to wash t

o my room to stud

.

"my boss" Brennen w

nephew Ellis Marshall, whom he never got a

centric man, held himself in high

ke bar when I caught Brennen's drunken gaze, and h

as knives, and his well-defined fingers casually remo

tr

he was commenting on the

sitation, he

n't you

ally aloof karaoke hostesses were fawning over him, yet

eing stared at directly. Even during our intimate moments, there w

lower back, where a

rwear is s

even a match

by whispered, mockin

d I do? I

cubes, the amber light reflecting in his sh

oose

ever, Caroline and his distant nephew Ellis were childhood sweethearts. Their families were

oline had to call Brennen

romance, he couldn't

night Brennen and I left the karaoke bar, his assist

ng me to call his name

was always focused and stern in his suit at th

wolf howling at the moon, with a dr

a cheerleader's outfit, the blue and red skirt reflecting light. Sh

er face was a bit blurry, but there was also a

tender and protective as a boy who

ng off the appearance of gentility hid in his

.

e cuffs was perfectly pressed. The top button was undone, revealing a w

and saw Brennen sitting on the sofa, propping his head up

ints, was especially attractiv

s he th

situatio

was he planning

the table rang-it was a vid

-oh my! Answering a video call right after a showe

a hard time and insisted I was like a sister from a past life, making us close friends who conside

he owned a tattoo shop, with pl

man behind you?

! Jennifer, you

rennen looking at me expressionl

Jennifer's multiple relati

I interrupted Mr. Wa

r! Stop

meeting young boys with Mr. Warrior,

too much! Thi

's smil

. Warrior that I'd c

ard you had

y things you h

ork before, and Mr.

owing him the scar on my forehead.

nen to actually look

chandelier, cast a shadow in his eye

ullied

ntle, but Brennen was still Brennen. The ne

ere the one doin

a beat at the men

he hasn't discover

him, with his capabilitie

.

was rainy, and by even

ad no conflicts. I prepared meals

ilk beside my hand had gone cold

e early hours, seeing him in the kitchen, lost in thoug

bid? Did Carol

ed, you shouldn

he door, but there was no response. Th

the raindrops on the floor-to-ceiling windows casti

ead, no fever, but

the air-conditioned room for

ing, dragged him to the sofa,

eptively charmi

ying there, his brea

he night, my room light still on,

ack, looking

king the employee cook in

ed several times befo

Thank

ble, I reheated it

ould sleep

nd closed

elt Brennen didn't leave

nnen had become

etti, and after brushing my teeth, I found Brenn

wkward on him. Noticing me be

o you a

ok, and Brennen learned I was tutoring the neighbor's kid in exchange for ingredients

d me into his study, and we worked t

and when I got the result, I loo

ed that my sudden mo

t lookin

se him yet, and h

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