Texting My Secret CEO

I hit send before I realized who I was texting.

One filthy, half-drunken message meant for a friend… and it lands in the inbox of a complete stranger. Or he should have been a stranger.

Instead, he replies.

The screen lights up at midnight. Then again. And again. Soon my nights are measured in his messages: the three dots appearing, the way he types my name, the secrets he slips between lines of code and teasing banter. I start falling for a man I’ve never seen, whose voice I’ve only heard in the silence after his last text.

Jackson Cross. I know him as the ruthless, genius CEO behind the game I’ve loved for years—the man whose company could make or break my career. I’m supposed to worship him from afar, not tell him my fantasies at two in the morning.

He’s rich, obsessive, and far too used to getting what he wants.

Online, he’s just Jackson, the anonymous gamer who remembers every detail I give him. At the office, he’s the untouchable billionaire signing deals in glass-walled conference rooms. If our two worlds touch, everything shatters—his billion‑dollar empire, my hard‑won job, and this strange, blazing connection that started with one wrong number and became the one thing we both can’t put down.

Their identities are a lie, the chemistry is real, and when the truth finally hits daylight, someone will have to decide what they’re willing to burn to keep the other.