Friday, 5 PM. New bikini clutched in my hands, my mind filled with visions of a beach weekend with Jason, my personal trainer. Then Enzo drops the bomb: "Anniversary weekend. Need you to organize the VIP files." I've put up with this job for six months straight without a single day off!

Fuming, I swipe his spare key and film myself auctioning off his Italian leather sofa on TikTok. Never expected the video to blow up – and definitely never expected his comment pinned at the top: "Why didn't you include me in the auction?"

In high school, he orchestrated my public humiliation at graduation. Now his fiancée warns me to "watch my employment status," while his competitor slides me an offer with double my salary...

All I wanted was to vent about another ruined weekend. How did I get caught in this CEO's twisted game of love and hate?

The CEO Who Hated Me Wants to Marry Me Now

Nina
The weekend gave me time to reflect and clear my head.
Replaying that hug scene in my mind, I suddenly realized a crucial detail—Olivia had initiated the embrace, while Enzo was clearly leaning back, seemingly pushing her away.
*So I misunderstood...*
But why did I care so much? Why did my ...

Chapter 7