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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.

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Let Us Not Talk About Their Bodies

{MAYA}

At first, the move hadn't been swift for Maya as everyone thought. It was just a façade she put on to show her mother she wasn't an inconsiderate brat spoiled princess. The new house had its ups and downs.

First, she couldn't reach up to the shelves without struggling, the house was too far from town and school, and three, it was secluded. However, after careful consideration, Maya let it slide and tried her best to get used to the house.

Luckily, she managed to. Her siblings were okay with it. Brent had a place to stay. Was it the compound? Quietness? Gate? Maya never asked.

That dreadful feeling she had after she moved was the same below her belly as she drove in utter silence inside her car. Undoubtedly, it was the first time Maya Smith wasn't listening to one of Taylor Swift's songs. Honestly, it was unsettling.

At least it was just a house.

Now, it was other as Armando referred and she didn't want to think.