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She has a desirable future. He has a dark past.
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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.
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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?

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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

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In the Mind of CEO Armando's Temptress

Hello, it is me. Today is that day. The day when I wake up feeling like a complete mess. I feel like crap. Not that I don't feel like that every day, but today I feel much worse. I want to go out and scream till my throat gives out.

This is the morning when everything seems to be rushing in. I feel like my head is going to explode anytime soon. Memories rush in and they are all nightmares. I don't know why all over it has decided to come, and today of all the days.

When not one nightmare comes in but all of it, bits by bits. I don't why they can't arrange themselves and come in like in a list. Pfft. As if that would be any better. But seriously, I prefer to lay on the bed and know I am going to think from the first time I realized I am a mess to this time.

Hush