|| ACTION || BOYXBOY || MAFIA || Dylan thought it was all just a dream: the kisses and the caresses. But he was to learn that not everything that happens in the darkness of the night when alcohol seeps into the mind is just figment of the imagination. Some of it might have really happened. And his body remembers it perfectly. COPYRIGHT © 2014 Fhrell Cee All Rights Reserved. No parts of this story may be reproduced or transmitted in whole or in part by any form or any means, electronic or mechanical or other means, now known or hereinafter invented including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system, without the written permission of the author. CHARACTER DISCLAIMER All the characters in this book have no existence whatsoever outside the imagination of the author, and have no relation to anyone having the same name or names. They are not even distantly inspired by any individual known or unknown to the author, and all the incidents does not exist outside the imagination of the author. COPYRIGHT DISCLAIMER The photos used as cover and any other media material are NOT UNDER the author's copyright. They are owned by their respective copyright owner, it was found in the internet without any copyright notice and so usage was made in the assumption that it is OPEN SOURCED. If  by any chance you own the copyright for any photo used, please message the author so that appropriate actions may be made immediately. CONTENT DISCLAIMER! This chapter of the story contains explicit depiction of sexual activity between two consenting (or not) males. Please stop reading this story if this kind of material does not appeal to you, or you are not of legal age, or if it is illegal in your location. This disclaimer will ONLY appear in this page and  not in the succeeding pages anymore. Reading this work means you've read this disclaimer.

In the middle of a heated, desperate moment, to be hers forever... I flinched as he smashed the glass with his bare hands, my harsh accusations still hanging in the air between us. The shattering sound echoed through the room, a cruel symphony of heartbreak. Blood dripped from his knuckles, pooling onto the floor, and his eyes, glistening with unshed tears, locked onto mine. "I love you, Victoria!" he shouted, his voice laced with desperation. "God damn it! Why are you the only one who can't see it?" His words trembled with a mixture of anger and sadness, each syllable a plea. "Would any man go to such lengths for a woman he merely pities? Do you really think I'd bring you here, to this place, if I wasn't hopelessly in love with you?" His voice cracked, and I could see the vulnerability beneath his fury. "I love you. I need you. I can't keep pretending like I don't care anymore," he said, tears streaming down his face. "I hate how you smile at Kaden, how you blush around other guys. It kills me every time. "He took a step closer, his gaze never leaving mine, and reached out with his uninjured hand to gently cup my face. His touch was tender, contrasting with the storm of emotions raging inside him. "Just say you'll be mine, Vic," he whispered, his voice softer now, almost pleading. "I know you love me too." He was right. I did love him. Ever since that day I helped him with his tie, I had begun to care for him in ways I didn't want to admit. I had tried to deny it, tried to convince myself that I could never fall for the obnoxious jerk I once knew. But here I was, standing in front of him, my defenses crumbling, my heart laid bare. "I... I love you, Lewis," I confessed, my voice breaking as tears streamed down my cheeks. "I love you so much." And in that moment, surrounded by the shards of glass and the weight of unspoken feelings, I knew there was no turning back.

She needed a job. He needed a reason to see her again. When Embre Daniels meets Landon Hale, a quiet, guarded CEO who lives behind the scenes, she doesn't expect to ever encounter him again until a job application changed everything. The job is simple. But what unfolds between them isn't. What begins as a professional agreement slowly becomes something neither of them planned: steady, soul-stirring, and impossible to ignore. Their connection is real-but so are the secrets surrounding it. Told like a letter and lived like a memory, Dear Mr. CEO is a beautiful love story that finds its way... even through silence, timing, and unexpected turns.