LOVE AGAIN:A SECOND CHANCE WITH THE EGOCENTRIC CEO
LUCHI LUCHY · Ongoing · 120 Chapters
About this book
"FUCK....you've gotten so sensitive, your cherry hole is winking at me, haha! Never had a touch of a real man?" Dumped and disgraced on their anniversary day in front of her colleagues by her boyfriend Luke. Her first love and a man who she had sacrificed all her life for. Valerie Jumbo was left with no choice but to be the chief bridesmaid at her own wedding in just a few weeks! Her replacement was her own best friend! Desperate to get over her ex, she had accepted to be a one time date for her controlling, insufferable and egocentric, popular billionaire CEO, Prince Norman! A sinfully sexy and incredibly irresistible playboy, whom every woman had a crush on. A sexually insatiable monster. But Mr Prince wanted more and he didn't plan on letting her go. Poor Valerie, can she tame this monster?
MR RIGHT
Define your Mr. Right
Handsome? Charming? Gentle? Caring?
Well, mine isn't that complicated. I just want someone to love me just the way I am, an average girl, but it seems like it's the hardest thing ever.
I picked up my baggage and turned in the other direction.
My body was wet, and my hands were shivering.
I tried to guess if it was from the heavy rain or just soaked by my own tears.
I looked up and guessed right-the weather was sunny with no sign of rain. It was all my miserable tears.
My name is Valerie, and I was engaged nine months ago to my Mr. Right, Luke. I never knew that everything had turned wrong the moment I introduced him to my best friend, Kamsy, two years ago.
"You should have seen it coming, lol! Don't be sad-I'll name our daughter after you, bestie,"
Kamsy shouted after me, standing at the doorpost with my boyfriend... ex-boyfriend, holding her waist in a way that broke my heart.
I didn't look back. I tried not to fall either. I felt dizzy and weak. I had cried several times, begging him that we could work things out, but his words kept ringing in my head:
"You... and I... just a mistake, Valerie. I... didn't know what I wanted when I engaged you. You're not my type. I'm sorry. You should move on."
He said this to me hours ago when he came to my workplace-on our anniversary day.
"But... we've been together for three years now. You've never complained to me about anything. Where have I gone wrong?"
I replied in tears.
"Three years together doesn't mean we're going to be together forever. Please understand like an adult. You're embarrassing me by making me look bad. People are watching."
I turned slowly and stared at the faces of my colleagues.
Yes, he came to my workplace to break up with me, with the customers and everyone watching.
Our loved-up huge picture was still mounted on my table.
I never ceased to gush and brag about him to my colleagues. Now it felt more like a joke of a picture.
"I want to know what I did wrong. Please, just tell me, Luke."
"Are you dumb? What can't you understand, Valerie!"
He screamed at me.
That made me scared he might try to slap me if care wasn't taken. My colleague and friend Daniel came to my rescue.
"Bro, please, can you go softer on her?"
He told Luke gently.
"Stay out of our business!" Luke snapped back at him.
"This is a workplace, not your house, Mr. Man. Where's the security!"
Daniel shouted back, annoyed.
The company's senior security came to us and asked Luke to leave or he would force him to.
I quickly dried my face with the back of my hand.
"Please, security, it's okay. Just a minute," I pleaded, then turned to my boyfriend.
"Baby, can we just-"
"Don't call me that. Stop it! Your things are outside the door already. Come pick them up."
He finally said and left, leaving me swimming in my endless tears.
"How interesting, our perfect relationship!"
Jennifer, one of my female colleagues, shouted, and a few others laughed mockingly.
I tried to run after him, but my feet froze. I slowly sat down, my hands shaking uncontrollably.
The next customer waiting looked at me with the most pitiful eyes.
I tried to smile back at her, but I couldn't. Instead, more tears rolled down my cheeks.
"Ma... madam... your name, please?"
I stuttered and brushed the tears off my face as I continued attending to the customer. My fingers couldn't even hold a pen well.
"You should rest for now. I will be back tomorrow,"
The lady said with care and left. I nodded and muttered, "Thanks."
As soon as she was gone, I bent down on my table and cried.
None of my female colleagues cared to console me. Instead, I could hear them mumbling words to each other. I had to put myself together or I would lose my job for being a crybaby during office hours.
I got up and walked to the restroom to wash my face clean.
After the day's work, I rushed straight to my boyfriend's place.
