Finding Love With The CEO

Prologue

My name is Aleshia Gemma Jacobs. At least that is what I was told my name is. I grew up in an orphanage and that is the name that one of the sisters gave me, and it just stuck with me over the years. Almost nobody calls me Aleshia though, most people just call me Allie. I am five foot seven and extremely curvy. I have hips, a big butt, breasts, and do not forget my delicious tummy, which I cannot seem to get rid of no matter how hard I try. Growing up plus-sized was a nightmare. The boys either made fun of me or tried to feel on me. The girls used me as their target and ridiculed me endlessly and some even tried to hit me. That is until they found out that I had a mean right hook and my left hook was just as deadly. Needless to say, people talked, but they definitely did not try to push me around anymore. Oh well, enough about my depressing school days.

Growing up without love can take a toll on even the strongest of people. I never felt loved or cherished, and I told myself that it didn't bother me. I pretended that I had no interest in boys, so it wouldn't hurt me if no one asked me out. I tried to make myself so small that I stayed in my bubble and out of the way. I would often daydream about the type of man that would swoop in and sweep me off my feet. I wanted that fantasy type of love. The kind when the man meets the woman and accepts her flaws and all, then right when that pivotal moment is about to happen. They are staring at each other lost at the moment and right before their lips touch, I wake up. Every single time! Like damn, I can't even get a kiss or any love in a dream? Is my life so pathetic that even my fantasy man left me? My life is going to get better, right? Now I am going to be in a bad mood all day. The thought of being overlooked and neglected weighs heavy on my mind.

I recently turned eighteen and aged out of the orphanage. For a while, they would send me from family to family trying to get me adopted, that is until the incident. After that, I was locked in the orphanage and forced to cook and clean like I was Cinderella or some slave. I hoped and prayed to get out of that orphanage and finally be free. On my 18th birthday I was thrown out on the street with my meager belongings and twenty-five dollars in cash. I walked until I could not walk anymore and ended up in a hole in the wall Diner on the outskirts of town. The owner of the Diner took pity on me. He gave me a job and helped me get a place to live. It wasn't much, but it would have to do for now. When life has given you nothing but sadness and misery, the smallest act of kindness is appreciated.

Working at the diner was not an ideal job, but it kept a roof over my head and me off the streets. The diner was just a job, nothing fancy, but working there brought some hope and joy to my life. I would never have thought that Diner would lead me to him. The most handsome guy I have ever met is Zander Keith Myers. The most ruthless billionaire and CEO of ZM Enterprises. I have only ever seen him in magazines or on television, that is until now.