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In the Mind of CEO Armando's Temptress

She has a desirable future. He has a dark past. ** Maya Smith, an innocent 22-year-old part-timer counselor in McKnight Company and Bright Future Academy. What happens when she is asked by the CEO of McKnight Company to put all her focus on helping his son who is expected to be the best Co-CEO of the company? Armando McKnight, for reasons best known to himself, left the army and came back home. Every person close to him is happy that he is back home, but there is a catch: Armando is no longer the same person they used to know. As there has been no luck from different therapists and counselors, hope for Armando is placed in the hands of innocent counselor, Maya Smith. One look at Maya Smith, and Armando McKnight swears to wipe that smile off her face and chase her as he has done with other previous therapists and counselors at least that would make his father stop thinking of making him take complete control over the company. ** What happens when Armando McKnight yearns to see more of Maya’s smile every day? What happens when Armando discovers that all along his only friend, one of the mafia bosses is behind his family's misery? With dark secrets, distrusts, and nightmares. Can love between two completely different people blossom or will it die before it even begins? *** OTHER WORKS: THE DROWNING ALPHA THE FATE OF THE CURSED ALPHA FEMALE BRENDA: MY SHINING LOVER ALPHA MARINA'S DYING MATE AND THEIR HUMAN BETA Photo not mine will take down if the owner requests.

kerryn · Urban
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170 Chs

Hell Yeah, Hello Love

{ARMANDO}

Knowing Carlos, he was busy planning to send me another voicemail and I am sure it would be on the line of, "I love you, please call me." How he turned to be this lovey-dovey person is something I must know soon.

Arthur is staring at me, any more minutes and he will drill a hole into my body just using his eyes. I don't want holes. 

"Arthur, that was me breaking down. Let us not talk about it. Yeah?" I ask Arthur. 

He moves his mouth around in a very weird way, I point at him, "please, stop doing that."

He nods and picks up a pair of trousers from the floor. We stay silent for around five minutes, I smile and lean on the chair. 

Finally,  can hear my thoughts and come up with something good. 

Maybe I should ask my mother if I can work with her? 

Mmh. Not a bad idea.