I Sold My Love Story to The Villain
Gavin looks like one of those hot CEOs from the sexy, romance novels she reads to indulge herself with dopamine. His reality is, however, completely different. When Cece decided to sell one of her stories to Gavin, she didn't realise what she was getting herself into. Now, it is too late for her. She faces troubles and ghosts of her past as she ventures into the writing experience, which she initially considered an adventure. And then she finally understands the problem. She has sold her story, and her soul, to a villain she created. Now Cece has only one way to get rid of this man, complying with each of his demands. It would have been easy, if only Cece could control her heart.
Oliver (Part-IV)
"Long time, my sweet boy," the lady said. She was hugging Oliver tightly. Her cheeks were red, her voice chirpy. Cece couldn't understand whether the lady was flushed because of happiness or the heat outside.
"I am doing fine, Aunty Jane," Oliver responded happily. However, the happiness in his voice did not reach his eyes. "Mom missed you a lot."
"I know honey, I missed her too, but don't tell her about it." The lady turned her attention towards Cece, her eyes observing her with something very close to judgment, even malice, but she did well concealing it. "Who is this young woman?"
Oliver looked at Cece, raising a brow. It was his way of asking for permission. He was not certain how much he could tell the lady, or how much of the information he could share without making Cece uncomfortable. Cece took a moment to decide. Then she extended her hand confidently.