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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

Can You Smell Sadness?

{ARMANDO}

Is darkness looming all over me? 

Do I smell like sad? 

Wait a minute does sadness even have a smell.

"Armando, what the fuck man, what the hell are you thinking?" My voice screams at me. I roll my eyes at it. It just can't shut it even for a minute and give me a break to ask myself these stupid questions. 

I want an answer. 

And the answer is inside me, if I want, I can get it. There is only one problem, I don't want to. I am scared of what I will come up with. The mind of a human is very complicated, but mine, ooh! It's on another level of complication. 

"Armando." I hear Carl's voice, but it sounds like it is from a distance. I shrug, maybe he will stop calling me and go away. 

"Armando." I hear it again.