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Is this love, Mr CEO? A silent torture; you don’t get to cry!
My mind buzzed with thoughts as we drove through the city, making our way back to Sereno Hotels.Amidst the beautiful night sky, I yearned for a breath of air, desperate to disappear from the Navy’s sight. I squirmed in my seat, restless and antsy, probably from the alcohol in my system but mostly from the unease I felt with the thickening air engulfing us.Sensing my discomfort, Enzo wound down the window, letting in the night’s breeze.“Thank you…” I muttered, and immediately slipped back to my dark reverie, wondering;"Is he going to pay me? Or hell, I might be fired as the Company’s blogger as well.” At this point, I realized that I shouldn’t have readily agreed to this deal without first of all securing my job.I would’ve felt better with his usual blank expression, but the unusual kindness he showed to me was like a slap to the face, a silent torture executed to the very core of my existence.Enzo made a smooth bend, cutting through the security barrier at the Hotel, seamlessl
Is this love, Mr CEO? I’m not sorry…
Time seemed to stand still, and the world was well behind us as I leaned in and crushed my lips over hers.Hesitantly, she kissed me back, slowly at first, gently tugging my lips until I pushed my tongue into her mouth and she gasped, echoing melodious tones of a seemingly long unexpressed desire.“When was the last time?” I muttered, whispering in her mouth as she clung onto me.For me it had been too long to remember, it must have been over five years since I last glued my lips to a woman, and never in my dreams, did I imagine it would be to my employee, let alone, a woman I would be paying to be a pretend girlfriend.Rosé seemed to have been lost in my arms, completely unaware that the question was for her to answer. I pulled away from her and our eyes met. “This is my chance to stop this madness” I told myself. This was the perfect moment to let go of each other.I silently prayed that the sexual tension between could dissipate to something lesser.Yet when she blinked at me, and
Is this love, Mr CEO? The morning I woke up in his arms
Rosé’s POVThe morning I woke up in his arms is probably going to be my most unforgettable experience, and if embarrassment doesn’t lead me to an early grave, I would live long enough to write a story about it, and tell my children about it too.It wasn’t enough that we woke up next to each other, naked to the teeth, surrounded with tangible evidences that we slept together, we were also visited by an unexpected guest. The door banged shut, and bold footsteps approaching our bedroom echoed through the house.Maybe Navy was expecting his father but when the man busted into the suite, and mindlessly strode straight in to the bedroom, it was one of the times I secretly wished I could vanish, and by the look of things, Navy wished he could do same too.Yet, we were a supposedly serious couple, being in bed, naked together wasn’t such a bad thing, it only solidified our fake relationship and Mr Alessandro could not stop grinning.“Grand children before the wedding?!” He exclaimed, “Excell
Is this love, Mr CEO? Let Italy remain in Italy
My phone beeped in my purse as the taxi driver rode through the estranged streets of Washington in the late morning rush.I fumbled my bag for the phone and eventually found it, I glanced at the screen and there it was… a whooping sum of two million dollars.An amount I would be crazy about had lost all value and excitement and I couldn’t explain why. That is just how it is with ill gotten wealth, or maybe it was the fact that Navy had ended our contract at the airport in a heartbeat, insisting that we went different ways. I hopped on a commercial plane as usual and he of course, strolled to his luxuriously parked plane gleaming in the mid-morning sun.“What an ass” I muttered to myself, as his back turned against me flashed in my memory.Strangely, I found it upsetting, disheartening. So upsetting that the credit alert did not excite me.My gaze fell on the date displayed on my phone’s screen- “Saturday, March 5th?!” The month had only just begun but it felt like it had been fore
Is this love, Mr CEO? What’s done is done
For what it is worth, I tried to call her. I really tried, and I almost did, nearly did.After my second message was delivered, a sour aftertaste of my own actions developed in my heart, and I wished I could unsend the message. But I couldn’t, because “what’s done is done…”The weekend was over in a minute and Monday was an important day of the week in my company. My to-do list was mighty busy, and to meet all my schedules, I had to be there as early as possible. My driver was already at the gate by 7 30am, waiting for me. “Good morning Mr Leonardo.”“Morning, Finn” I replied, stepping into the back of the Maserati. For some reason, I had become fond of and comfortable with him. He was literally my everything- my driver, my gate keeper, my gardener, my personal assistant, my confidant, and if I was too tired to cook, Finn would be my cook too. Always handy, delivering his jobs to perfection and I couldn’t help but rely on him. Today was no different either, I didn’t have to tell
Is this love, Mr CEO? We will be just fine without you.
Rosé’s POVI expected an apology. Something in the lines of; “I couldn’t find the right words, I didn’t mean it in that way, I’m sorry.” When I waited by the elevator, those were the words I silently prayed he would say. I was holding on to a shred of hope, believing that Navy Leonardo didn’t think that having sex with me once, automatically crossed me out as a slut or made me a lesser person.As he emerged from the elevator and stood in front of me, his gaze roamed over my figure, lingering on my body, scanning my curves and hips, with his eyes on my boobs.I felt a surge of disgust churn my stomach as I sensed the lust in his eyes and I realized I was no different from a one night stand to him.Despite my bubbling anger, I steadied myself, refusing to allow his gaze diminish my self-worth.With a composed demeanor, I followed behind him, walking to our shared office, the idea to ask for a different work space occurred to me. That was probably the best thing we could do for each ot
Is this love, Mr CEO? Nemesis dressed in black
“Just fine without me?” When did I say he wouldn’t be fine without me? When did I ever imagine that he wouldn’t be fine without me?! Navy Leonardo was slowly moving from getting under my skin to becoming a thorn on my flesh. Besides, why was he the angry one? “It is I who got objectified, I should be the angry one” I ranted, to myself of course. I had no one to tell my boy problems to, because once again, anything that involved Navy was just so difficult. I paced the hallway, sizzling in anger. A sudden memory of me agreeing to be his pretend girlfriend flashed across my mind and I paused instantly. “That was when it all began… the beginning of my misery began on that day when I shook his hand to seal our deal.” “I shouldn’t have taken it” I murmured to myself, I should have slapped his hand away and told him that he was mentally unstable for asking a complete stranger to be an accomplice to an emotional fraud. “Then, I would be a free person. I would’ve had him wrapped around my
Is this love, Mr CEO? You never know what the human mind is capable of
My eyes remained fixed on one page of a book for about ten minutes, I was reading a book to distract myself from a feeling I could not explain, yet not even one page of the book had been able to hold my attention.Having strained my eyes enough, I stood up from my study and went to the living room, an unopened bottle of Moët laid on the table, staring back at me with golden brown eyes.I plonked onto the couch and grabbed the bottle, “There’s no need for a glass.” I said, chugging down the bottle, my stomach churned in response, biting and grumbling.Today was one of those days Finn would be my cook, and he would be my diner too.I picked up my phone and dialed his number, silently hoping he didn’t have other plans.“Boss?” Finn’s voice echoed on the other side of the phone.“Are you home? Come upstairs” I said, hanging up immediately. In no time, Finn was upstairs, dressed in a matching two piece- more like something yacht owners wear.“Yacht…” I said, “I should consider buying on
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