It was the only word that came out of my mouth when I heard what he said. My mind was still thinking if I heard him right or my ear was just playing with me, but when he smiled and said it again, air left my lungs.
"I said I like you."
And it was enough to make my brain malfunction. His words played in my head as if an old scratched tape. He likes me. A multi-billionaire CEO likes me. Was this a joke? Because if it was, then he'd better stop it now.
"How?" I asked when I recovered from the shock. "How did you like me?"
I gave him a challenging look. Now that I recovered and my brain is functioning well as it should, he wouldn't be able to trick me. Was this his hidden agenda for being too kind to women? He would befriend them, and when he think that they trusted him enough, he would make them fall with his flowery words and leave them in the end?
Oh, boy. If this was
My gentle smile and nod was the only thing he needed. Happiness was written on his face when our eyes met. He then shouted a 'yes' before he gleefully leaned in and I felt his soft lips to mine. It was as if there were fireworks inside my stomach as our lips touched. His arm circled on my waist as he pulled me closer, and it was my cue to snake my arms on his neck and place my hand on his hair as I pulled him closer to me. "Hazel," he mumbled as he pulled away from the kiss, but only a half-inch away, "You don't know how much happy I am that you gave me a chance." Genuine happiness was all I can see in his black orbs, and there was a slight pang of guilt in me for I knew my intentions weren't clear. I have my hidden agenda for this one, I was taking advantage of his feelings for my own benefit. Mentally, I shook my head to push that thought away and focused on the man whose happiness couldn't be explained by simple words
A soft yet wet thing on my neck woke me up. I purred and moved my head to see what it was— who it was, and it was no other than the man who completed my womanhood. Caleb. "Hey, good morning, baby." his voice was low and sexy, awakening my senses. I smiled, "Good morning," He pushed himself up and supported his weight through his elbows. He planted a soft kiss on my forehead and whispered to me what time is it. My eyes widen when I realized we were two hours late from work. I instantly moved to get ready but he gently pushed me on the bed, making me lie again. "But hey we're—" "Sshh, baby, relax. I've already informed them," he said. My brows furrowed, "What? You informed them? Who?" He shrugged. "The VIPs I was supposed to have a breakfast meeting with. I emailed them and informed them that our meeting will be canceled due to some important reason."
I was silent on the passenger seat as Caleb drove through the highway at a speed that was enough for me to remember each landmark and enjoy the scenery as the car goes by. We were on our way to the therapy center he was talking about, the one where his mother was currently in. He hasn't told me yet where exactly it was and I also couldn't figure out where. The song Passenger Seat was playing on the radio in enough volume which sounded as if a background music of a romance movie. It was a perfect song for the mood that we have right now and I knew he felt it too because he was smiling as he sang with the band. A smile made its way on my lips when I heard him singing along, it wasn't loud enough for me to hear but I liked it. He looked relaxed and at ease as he drove and sang, he wasn't even aware that I was staring at him. When the song stopped, that was when he looked at me and a blush crept on his face as he realized that I was stari
I was silent as we headed home. The car's aircon was on its limits though I didn't feel cold. My mind was still on the therapy center, to the scene I witnessed before we decided to go. When Caleb and Calista went to talk privately, I immediately did my research about them by asking the center's staff about Calista. Of course, I was careful so that they won't know that I was just prying for informations. Thankfully, I was able to get some, enough to confirm my assumption that they went on a dark past. Given that Calista was in a therapy center and that Caleb was kind and helpful to women, I knew their past has something to do with abuse. Abuse not just to women but also to children, it could be that Caleb was also abused when he was a child. But what kind of abuse? Abuse comes from different kinds and aspects, and that's what I needed to find out next. I was thinking of coming back to the center alone, but that woul
My eyes slowly popped open and I realized that I was already in bed— in Caleb's bed. He wasn't here, though his scent still filled my nostrils, perhaps because this was his room, of course, his scent would stay here. I pushed myself up, my clothes were changed. I was wearing a ruffles skirt earlier, paired with a white off-shoulder blouse, the one with sleeves down to my elbow, and an ankle strap shoes. Now, I was only wearing a white t-shirt— without a bra and I realized that aside from this was his room, his scent probably came from his t-shirt that I was wearing. And where could he be? To answer my query, I stood up and went out of his room, barefooted. The cold tile was making me shiver, plus the aircon which was always on its maximum adjustment. I knew he would probably be in his office right now so I headed there. I knocked twice and turned pushed the door open. He was busy in front of his laptop when I
Everyone looks up to the kind-hearted Chief Executive Officer of Craige Inc, Mr. Caleb Craige for his kindness, humbleness, and charity works despite his social status. Throughout the years, he was able to have numerous records of good deeds not just locally but around the globe and even got the title 'The Humble CEO of Sydney'. Though despite these godly accomplishments of his, people's curiosity for his reason for doing these things was never pacified. Everyone is still dying to know his reason; why would someone like him waste a time and his precious money genuinely helping out to children and women in need but seems to be holding a grudge for men especially middle-aged ones. On one charity event he attended together with the other men in his league, he was caught in an uncomfortable situation in the middle of a conversation with Mr. Savas, Mr. Perez, Mr. Yeman, and Mr. Heldon, who were all in their fifties.[PHOTO ATTACHED]Position
Days passed by and everything went smoothly between me and Caleb. Slowly, he was starting to open up his personal life with me, we were talking about it mostly after a mind-blowing sex. I guess sex helped me a lot to execute my plan, hence I started watching porn and tutorials on how to give pleasure to your partner. Each lesson I learned, I do it to him, and he liked— no, he loved every bit of it. His moans, groans, and pleads for me to pleasure him more were boosting my confidence every time. My Aphrodite side was boosted with overflowing self-confidence when it comes to beauty and sex department. We've also tried several tricks and different foreplays and we enjoyed every bit of it. And after we reached heaven numerous times in one night, he would scoop me in his arms and start his bedtime story— his story. For the three months that I've been with him, my life became lighter than it was before. I was still busy with my job, yes. Sort
When I woke up again, Caleb was nowhere to be found but he left a note saying he will attend the rest of his schedules for today and then we will go home. I smiled when I read the word 'home', he's now treating me as if I was his wife. Truth to be told, I was starting to enjoy everything that I have right now, I was starting to get used to his embrace and company, everything that he introduced me to was starting to be a part of my life. I was thinking of just forgetting about my plan and live with this, I wouldn't deny that I was falling for him, each day that we spend together was enough to make me fall for him, he wasn't hard to love. But my thirst to make a name in the journaling industry was still strong and it was starting to make a conflict with my mind. I knew I could just forget about it, only if it was just about career we were talking about, but my thirst to prove something in the industry I chose to was deeper than a career purpose. "That