The Last Ceo’s Deal

A DEAL WITH THE CEO

Christine.

I ate the spaghetti slowly and stared off into space. I couldn’t describe how I was feeling right now, especially not telling Fanuel that.

I feel like a whirl pack of shit with guilt eating me up like lunch.

He’s been trying his best to please me and be sweet but I’ve been behaving like a confused asshole.

He confessed his feelings for me and I still find it so hard to believe. One thing I know is that I’m badly attracted to him and he sets my body on fire.

I told him to fuck off from my life and face his new wife. Stating my remaining days of the contract and warning him not to try to take advantage of me. He bought that and shock and sadness overwhelmed him.

He couldn’t hide it but apologized and left.

But right now, I want to reverse what I said.

I want to tell him to kick Mirabel and Daina out and touch me everywhere, I badly wanted him to make me moan his name as he wanted but the embarrassment of uttering such words overpowered me.

Maybe if I used a little bit of cuss and harsh words, it would make me regain my sanity and know my place but I’m feeling like a whole pack of shit.

I smiled bitterly as I saw Diana with all the pretense still lingering on her face, claiming to work with Mirabel.

She had stolen Fanuel’s necklace to frame me and was a prime suspect to the chandelier thing.

Now she’s flirting around with Mirabel.

Laurel had asked me to keep my cool and flow along with her so I could know her next step.

I felt Terrible that my childhood friend would do this to me for something that has no meaning.

I was dazed and hurt, betrayed and abandoned.

I had been at ease until Mirabel arrived here, everything became nauseating to me as I felt that she might have used them. But what if she ends up marrying Fanuel?

That thought alone dreads me!

I will never share my husband with anyone even though I’m at loggerheads with him. I can’t deny the fact that I’m jealous of Mirabel.

She was born with a silver spoon and a spoilt brat to be precise, but she gave Fanuel a lending hand.

No matter how much I try to hide it, I feel a sense of security around Fanuel. I could sleep deeply in darkness as long as he’s with me and the way he stared at me makes me feel special.

I get confused at how things get twisted in a blink.

I know he had hurt me countlessly but I couldn’t bear to even hurt him for a second. Even when Kayla had suggested that I steal from him or claim the company, many in my shoes would jump at such an opportunity but imagining the hurt and sad look on his face is so much that I shove it away.

I might even meet myself in a compromise situation if I get caught or if I can’t buy my way out.

I hurt him this morning and lost my appetite.

I reached for the juice beside my meal and drank everything. Pouring more and more as if it was going to erase my guilt and confusion.

I gulped everything at once and sighed, reaching for my phone and drafting a simple text to him.

Yeah! I didn’t mean any of that.

I went to keep my dishes and the mansion was unbelievably quiet.

No noises and Mirabel and Diana seemed to have disappeared.

I washed the dishes and felt a tingling sensation on my skin as I washed.

I rinsed the plate quickly and frowned.

I rubbed my palms together and it felt sweet.

Every step I made with the brushing of my skin sent sweet sparks of sweetness down my spine.

What’s happening to me?

The doorbell distracted me and I walked over to open it when Alex’s face stared right at me.

I wanted to slam the door back but he smiled at me and brushed my skin which made me shiver.

“Hi cupcake.” He said huskily that my stomach flipped with butterflies.

“Alex.” I gasped not being able to find my voice and he came dangerously close to me while I wished he touched me again.

I pinched my skin to feel my skin but I moaned out instead.

No!! I screamed in frustration. What the hell is wrong with me? I’ve never felt this way even with Fanuel.

“You shouldn’t be here ” I tried to be firm but his grip on my arm made me sighed with pleasure.

He was so damn beautiful and sexy that I almost think that he borrowed his features from Fanuel.

While he was all littered with piercings and tattoos, Fanuel was clean, smart, cute and sexy.

His cologne hit me hard and I sighed.

“You need to relax Christine. Are you feeling hot?” He whispered in my ear and almost moaned at how his lips brush my ears.

I was on fire.

“Damn!! I’m fucking hard already babe!!” He blurted and I felt my underwear damped with sweetness.

This is not right, I don’t want this but my body is doing crazy things.

I felt tears trickling down my face, praying for a miracle to happen.

I walk away from him and reach for the fridge to pick a cold bottled water.

I opened the cap and poured all the contents down to my mouth, splashing some on my face also.

It seems Alex was impatient as he came and hugged me from behind.

Tracing his hands from my thighs up to my abdomen, going up to my breasts before giving it a hard squeeze.

I cried in pleasure and leaned into him, wanting more of that sweetness.

“You want me huh?” He asked hoarsely, pressing his hardness to me and I snapped my eyes open pushing him off me.

“What did you do to me?” I yelled and cried, warning him not to come any closer but my body burned with need.

I want him, I fucking want him as my body shook badly at his stare.

I moved backwards slowly trying to get a hold on my phone as he smirked.

“You missed me, that’s all. Fanuel has starved you up too much and it’s not fair.

I’ll be slow hun, it’s going to be okay…you will….”

“Stop!!!” I screamed when I saw him taking off his shirts and revealing those delicious biceps.

I swallowed hard as I couldn’t fight my body.

I want to kiss Alex so bad and grind myself on his awesome body.

Without warning I took my phone and opened it, dialing Fanuel’s number shakily.

Alex was near me in a flash as he threw my phone harshly making it smash Into pieces.

He slapped my butt and I whimpered in pleasure telling me how stubborn I am.

And kissed me silly.

Mehn!! I kissed him back and tears flowed.This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

I wanted more of him as I pushed myself deeper into him, he growled in pleasure and carried me up to the room when the door bounces open.