บททั้งหมดของ THE CEO AND HIS LITTLE ANGEL : บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

VINCENZO'S POV. I stared at her as I drove and she looked like she was lost somewhere. I wanted to start a conversation but were we supposed to talk about it? Our relationship was just for our gains and I didn't think she even cared about how I was doing. She has been on my mind every single day I woke up. I had wanted to call her so many times but I felt like she wouldn't appreciate it. I could not erase the night of passion that we had together. I could not even look at another woman without picturing her instead. She was like an infested bug in my brain that I couldn't get rid of. She glanced to look at me but the moment I looked at her she looked away quickly. I parked my car and went and opened the door for her. I took her hand in mine and started walking until I noticed her gaze on me and I realized what I had done as I let go of her hand. "I will pick you up in the evening when you're done", I said as I walked away I could hear her muttering something but I could y catc

ANA'S POV"What do you want, did your girlfriend tell you I need to apologize?", I asked the moment we were outside. "No she is not my girlfriend, come on", he said as he held my hand and started walking towards his office."Where are you taking me?", I asked him as I tried to free my hand but his grip was too tight I couldn't free myself. "My office and can you please stop moving your hand around it's annoying", he said with an annoyed face I stopped what I was doing and we walked in silence to his office. The secretary outside his office smiled at me in hopes of maybe smoothing things over. I didn't think it was her fault I saw what I did. My husband was just a man whore and nothing would change that. We entered his office and he closed his door and I waited for him to say what he wanted to say. I still didn't understand why he had dragged me. It better be something good, I thought it myself. He paced around the room and went and took a seat in his chair and just stared at me

VINCENZO'S POV She passed by me like I was invisible. I waited for her to say something like she always did but nothing came to her mouth. She looked at me as if I was a parasite and went straight to her room. Had I done something wrong? I thought I was a good husband. Matter of fact we were not even married like other married couples so I didn't get why she was mad or throwing a tantrum. I followed her to her room so I could find out what was wrong. It did not even cross my mind that what I said earlier in my office would have been the reason why she was in such a mood. I opened the door to her room and she was standing naked in front of her mirror. I found startling her as she rushed to grab something to cover herself up. The little act emitted a chuckle from me and she glared at me. "What's funny?", she asked me her face full of embarrassment. "It just funny how you're rushing around to cover yourself as if I haven't seen you naked", I said as I walked around her room and

ANA'S POV. I don't know what I expected. As I walk through the doors of the company everyone looked busy doing something. I always knew he had companies but I never came to see what went on here. I pass by a group of ladies who seem to be gossiping about someone and I turn around to see what they were talking about only to see a smiling Vincenzo. Maybe this was a bad idea. What if working at the same place as he was going to be torture? Would I be able to manage other girls looking at him or maybe he was the one who was doing the looking? I enter the elevator as I wait for him to catch up with me. After greeting thousands of people he finally enters the elevator. The elevator ride is silent and I feel like am suffocating but after a couple of minutes it comes to a stop and we enter another floor. The floor is noisy as people are moving around like they are rushing to go somewhere and I wonder what the fuss is all about."You'll be seated there", he says as he points to a desk

The ringing in my head was becoming persistent and I couldn't get it to stop. I stumbled as I slid down to the floor trying to catch my breath. It wasn't happening, was it?I was having a panic attack at work. Everything became blurry and I couldn't even differentiate between what was real and what was not. All I need was to try and calm down otherwise I would spirally at work. I didn't want people to think that I was crazy. I wanted them to like me and no one ever liked a psycho bitch before. Deep breaths... One two three... It wasn't working. Maybe it was because I was panicked. "Put your hands over your head and count one, two, and three until you feel you have calmed downed", my mother had said. One two three... I repeated it trying to take slow shallow breaths and my hands stopped shaking. The door of the bathroom suddenly opened revealing a small figure. "Hey you okay"?", the lady asked as she scooted closer to where I was seated.I tried opening my mouth to say wor