Executively Devoted | CEO h.s.

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Hello, my lovelies!

So, yes it's been a year, I know. And I do apologise, but life can be busy, creativity can freeze, and procrastination is a bi-

With that said, this is the last chapter. It is also the longest chapter in the book. I thought I'd make it up to you with it. Prepare some snacks and some tea, maybe a London Fog or a plain black, just the way our Devotedrry likes it.

There are some tears of sadness and tears of joy in this. But before you get really teary, there is an epilogue...so we're not officially done (just sort of).

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So, without further ado, I hope you enjoy this one, my darling rosy tulips 🌷

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Serenity.

There are certain things in life that you can't live without — inanimate objects, people, emotions, or something that lives within us. The fascinating fact is that none are the same for each individual. We're all different, and we all see things in a unique manner. It's about perspective and perception—and, most importantly, passion.

It was an identical thought that I had many, many months ago.

At that time, though, I thought that I had everything.

I had my loving family, my best friends, my sweetest cat, the delicious smoothies I made every morning, and the passion I have for dance — that never once faded.

However, there was all but one, and that was nearly losing the one thing that meant so much to me: Starlight Studio.

I was on the brink of letting it go, telling my little starlight butterflies that they had to find another place to dance, and crushing my childhood dream.

Everyone still believed I could keep it open except for myself. It was not until that fateful afternoon when I spent time with Amara and drank a London Fog at the Quaint Café that I finally found a spark of faith within me.

We talked about random things, our zodiacs and horoscopes, my distaste for coffee, which, somehow, eventually leading up to my special place. Mars told me that she'd hurt me if I ever dared to close my studio, and informed me of a particular company that invests in small businesses; and suddenly, confidence was restored in my veins.

And if all else failed, I could end up being a Mountie.

She used her favourite nickname for me — note the sarcasm, because what kind of name goes for 'twinkle toes?' — and urged me to move forward towards my success.

From research to investors to secretaries, from hassles to exhaustion, to finally getting what I wanted: the lead investor who helped me soar.

Little did I know that that same person would be the man I would fall hopelessly in love with.

The saying 'kill two birds with one stone' indirectly came true.

Things changed, not for the worst, but for the better.

I never thought that something like this would ever happen to me; meeting a multi-billion dollar CEO, have the deepest feelings that were enough to be engaged to him. I never even thought about how I would meet the person I fell in love with, but it only happened in the least expected place possible.

Phone calls upon phone calls, being hung up on, making appointments and getting rejected. There was nearly finding that last string of hope, only to be cut before the end. I didn't know what got in me when I managed to sneak into the CEO's office that one fateful day, but it happened.