Jyojiko

"I don't look like a prostitute because I am not one." she coldly smiles at his questioning gaze as she sips her coffee. 'Jerk!!' she screams in her head.

"My apologies." he sincerely said, seeing the expression on her face. "But why do you have a key to this room."

"Well, probably because this is MY room." she spat her words as she put down her coffee on top of the coffee table. She chose a magazine with the Kardeshians on the cover and put down her cup on top of it.

He scoffed at this girl watching him with open distaste on her pretty face. He would admit that he felt insulted with how she acted now when just a while ago she was feasting on his body while he was on the phone.

"You change your mind easily, huh?" he said mockingly. "Just a few minutes ago, you said you like me."

"Well, a girl sure can change her mind, as many times as she wants. If you want to change my mind, you could stand up and turn around so I could see you from behind because you see, I prefer a guy with a nice pair of ass."

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Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. 

When her flight was canceled due to a heavy storm, she had a one-night stand with a stranger that happened to be the future CEO of one of the top five pharmaceutical companies in the world.

However, the next time they met, he did not remember her!

But is it a reason enough to take revenge? If it was, how far would she go to soothe her wounded ego?

Was it really just her pride that got hurt? 

What really happened that night? And how does a night with a stranger change Jess's life?

[WARNING: Some chapters may contain mature R-18 content.]


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Book cover by Jushel

Capture The Blue-Eyed CEO

[This chapter is dedicated to Tina_Atitsogbui. Thank you for the continued support of our story despite the fact that I'm slow with the updates. To be honest, I'm having a hard time letting go of this story. I don't want it to end XD]

"Ughhh, you messed up my hair," she glared at Noah from the bathroom mirror as she tried to fix her hair and makeup.

Noah smirked smugly and chuckled. He leaned his hips against the sink countertop and watched her, proud of himself for what he did.

The blushes on her cheeks deepened. She moved her leg, rubbing it to her other leg, trying to soothe the throbbing in between her legs that felt so breezy for she was missing her underwear.

She wanted to smash her purse on Noah's face who had the audacity to smirk for he knew exactly what was running in her head. After all, he was the one who acted like a barbaric Viking, pulling her panties harshly.

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