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CHAPTER THIRTY THREE
Herman Parker was a certified pain in the ass.
The man, for all the money he has, was as undecisive as a four year old thrown in a candy store with all her favorite candy and asked to pick only one.
He suddenly wasn't sure what he wanted from the project he was proposing.
And Jordan felt about seconds away from reconstructing his fucking face for him.
The only good the man's presence in his damn office has caused him in the over an hour since he waltzed in here, was getting rid of pesky Fayre Carson.
And right after they moved down to his usual conference room for client negotiations, the man had turned pretty useless to him.
What's so difficult in deciding of you fucking want an ultra modern building complex that screams tech and money or something more mundane and holding a bit of history, or something in between?
Anything the man chooses now would be fine i
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SOMETHING ABOUT MR CEO Â Â Â CHAPTER THIRTY FOUR
The elevator ride back to the office was short but to Jojo it felt excruciatingly long.And she spent the whole time trying not to chicken out of her plan to take charge of her life and for once allow herself a chance at real happiness.She didn't want to remain that woman that Cal had accused her of being, she wanted to be different for this man that's stuck in this confining space with her.She turned slightly and quietly took him in.Looking at him like this made her thighs clamp and her body ache for him.He looked so tall, leaning against the wall of the climbing elevator like he had that one time at Morgan Inc. And damn, he looked yummy, incredibly hot and sinfully delicious.His eyes were shut close, hiding his beautifully green and very alluring orbs from her, but for one, it allowed her the liberty of feeding her starved body on the sheer sight of him.His nostrils were slightly flared, betraying the anger he was keeping tame inside him, and his sinfully red, pouty lips, with
SOMETHING ABOUT MR CEO Â Â Â CHAPTER THIRTY FIVE
"What are you sorry for, Jocelyn?" His voice was still flat and void of any emotions and that wasn't any help.Again, he'd called her Jocelyn, not Jojo and the effect of that unfamiliarity was like a sucker punch to her gut.What was she sorry for, he'd asked.She could come up with a hundred and one reasons, but the words only sat heavy on the tip of her tongue, refusing to go past her lips.Where was that deep grovelling speech she's been practising our and over again in her head ever since Fayre waltzed her way into this room today, hot on her relentless pursuit of Jordan.Right, it has deserted her now that she needed it most."You are not saying anything, Jocelyn."Again, that unfamiliar sound of her fullname.It hurt something inside her to hear him use it and it only hurt worse knowing that she'd been the reason he'd had to.It made the shame engulfing her even stronger and harder to bear because his pain was bare and raw in that word.She wished she could take it back, take th
SOMETHING ABOUT MR CEO Â Â Â CHAPTER THIRTY SIX
Jojo knew what she was asking for when she said that and she meant it.His eyes were darker than she's ever seen them yet and he looked every bit like a man who could deliver it as rough as it could get.A small niggling fear pushed at the back of her mind, what if he really hurts her?She's never had rough sex with anyone except that day on her desk, but this man made her want to try it.She's thought about it as he towered over her and the idea of having him bring hrs to the height of her pleasure with a perfect blend of pain and pleasure made her the core of her womanhood drip wet for him.She trusted him and she needed this as much as he did.She pressed herself into him again, trying her best to grind him into a needy frenzy.It was working, but he held her hard to stop the torturing movement."Don't push it, bab
SOMETHING ABOUT MR CEO Â Â Â CHAPTER THIRTY SEVEN
Her legs were jelly like and wobbled when he let her drop on them and she was glad when he held her and pressed her into him."Talk to me next time." He said and it wasn't a question. He was telling her."Okay." She whispered in response, safe in the protective circle of his strong arms.He kissed her hair and held her against him a little longer before he left her.He dressed her back up until she had every piece of clothing back in place, everything except her ripped panties, and looked less ravaged.She watched him dress, her eyes appreciating the muscles that were so defined and sculpted and begged to be explored."If you keep looking at me like that, we won't get any work done." He growled.She blushed hard at his words and her sassy subconscious was down that road with her too instead of offering her a super sassy comeback.
SOMETHING ABOUT MR CEO Â Â Â CHAPTER THIRTY EIGHT
Dinner with uncle Ferdie came around so fast.And Jojo was stuck deciding what to wear.Her fashion sense sucks and for the life of her she couldn't decide what looked good.she wanted to look good enough tonight hoping to leave the impression that she was still keeping her family afloat with uncle Ferdie.The man could get a little meddling if he thinks anything was so much as a little wrong.He was controlling like that.She stood at the foot of her bed, in her towel, considering the three options she's set out.You can never go wrong with a floral print, right?That's a black dress! Her subconscious snapped.Whatever.The other was a........maybe red, or was that pink, casual dinner dress.And finally, there was the one she was banking her hopes on.That snug fitting, off the off the shoulder gown that Jordan had left her the morning after that first night she'd spent here.She was really considering wearing it tonight.If only she hadn't been so stubborn and rejecting Jordan's ever
SOMETHING ABOUT MR CEO Â Â Â CHAPTER THIRTY NINE
Jojo was the first of her party to arrive at the restaurant uncle Ferdie had picked.It looked classy and very chic and suited to his taste.Not hers though, she'd have preferred something more mundane and less expensive.And now, she was glad Jordan had made her dress up. She'd have looked like she'd lost her way if she come in anything she'd planned herself.The table uncle Ferdie had reserved was some kind of booth and it was directly next to the floor to ceiling glass wall that allowed a perfect view of the restaurant's beautiful exterior.She pulled out her phone from the small purse shed carried and tried contacting him.She needed to know that he was still coming.He'd after all been the one to call her earlier today to remind her of their scheduled dinner, drop off the necessary details and then immensely apologised for his inability to pick her up, hence th
SOMETHING ABOUT MR CEO Â Â Â CHAPTER FORTY
Jordan knew the least wise thing he could do now would be to barge into the room.whoever was in there was no amateur and if he could get in, he had a fool proof escape already planned and if they went in without planning, they could loose him.Especially if he has someone on the inside as they suspected, it'd be easy pizzy.He wasn't going into this for a goose chase, he was aiming to capture the bastard.The transmission inhibitor that Adam had brought with him made room for quick planning."We need someone else in on this if we plan to snag him, and I do."He told Adam and the other man agreed easily, understanding why.They needed someone on the outside to apprehend their intruder incase he tries to be smart and use his escape.Their man on the outside would be their final surprise."I trust Joey." Adam replied in hi
SOMETHING ABOUT MR CEO Â Â Â CHAPTER FORTY ONE
The rest of the dinner was fine and like she'd expected it to go.But it didn't compare to the feeling of going home- to him, Jordan.Uncle Ferdie insisted on dropping her off at home and deep down she was glad.She didn't really want to wait for an ordered cab to arrive while whoever that man was could still possibly be around the restaurant's premises, waiting to pounce on her.She gave him the address of where they lived now, explaining to him again that it was her boss' home and was as safe and secured as can be posdible.He listened intently and slowly but surely, he gave in to letting them stay till they can figure something else out.He gave the address to his driver, a middle aged man with balding hair named Sylvester, and then held the door for her to get in.He asked about her job, and how she was coping and she had to remind him that she was already
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- SOMETHING ABOUT MR CEO Â Â Â EPILOGUE
- SOMETHING ABOUT MR CEO Â Â Â CHAPTER NINETY
- SOMETHING ABOUT MR CEO Â Â Â CHAPTER EIGHTY NINE II
- SOMETHING ABOUT MR CEO Â Â Â CHAPTER EIGHTY NINE
- SOMETHING ABOUT MR CEO Â Â Â CHAPTER EIGHTY EIGHT II
- SOMETHING ABOUT MR CEO Â Â Â CHAPTER EIGHTY EIGHT
- SOMETHING ABOUT MR CEO Â Â Â CHAPTER EIGHTY SEVEN II
- SOMETHING ABOUT MR CEO Â Â Â CHAPTER EIGHTY SEVEN
- SOMETHING ABOUT MR CEO Â Â Â CHAPTER EIGHTY SIX II
