บททั้งหมดของ The CEO's Secret: บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

Katia pulled her legs up onto the couch when she returned to the living room after putting her son to bed. She knew she shouldn't dwell on what had happened at Darío's father's pharmacy, but she couldn't help it. Who was the man who had taken him? Was it true that he was an undercover police officer?She hugged her knees and rested her head on them with a narrowed gaze. She never thought she would see him again after five years.She sighed slowly, still gazing into nothingness.In those moments, she wished Oscar were by her side, but she also felt grateful that Stefan had helped her when she needed it most.She was surprised to find herself thinking about him and shook her head to clear the memory of his hands on her body. It had only been a day, but she still had that sensation running through her back and intimate area.With each memory, she felt her breath catch, and her hand trailed down her body until suddenly the phone on the small table next to the couch rang, snapping Katia ou

As he had mentioned, Stefan "kidnapped" his secretary to have dinner with him that night.Despite her reluctance to accompany him, they picked up Adri from Kaia's apartment, and the three of them headed downtown where they entered a restaurant called 'La Mafia se sienta a la mesa'.It was a new themed restaurant in Seattle.In the heart of the city, families, couples, or friends could enjoy Italian-Mediterranean cuisine that surprised with its flavors, quality, and presentation, in a luxurious setting reminiscent of the best Scorsese, Al Pacino, De Niro, and Coppola movies. The decor had a more modern touch, with a wide variety of settings, creating different cozy spaces for a pleasant evening.At La Mafia, they had a main dining room and two private rooms for celebrations, one for 12 people, and another for 25, which was equipped with a projector for corporate meetings, celebrations...They sat by the window.— Pizza... pizza... — Adri said, moving his head and legs.The two adults

She looked at him abruptly."What?!" she exclaimed, surprised and angry. "Is he insane or something? How could he even suggest such a thing?""No, I'm not insane, but I really need you to have it," he insisted."I will never, ever have a child with you!" she retorted, irritated."You're my wife," he pointed out. "Therefore, you must give me a child.""Never! I will never sleep with you again, let alone have your child!""Miss West," he grabbed her arms forcefully. "Don't make me do this the hard way.""Try it, and I'll report you," she said sternly."I'm just warning you," he let go and looked into her eyes. "If you don't, I will die."Those last words echoed in her head as if a bucket of cold water had been thrown on her in the middle of winter. On one hand, she didn't care what happened to him, but on the other hand, she felt her chest tightening and aching.What was happening to her?"We don't have to sleep together if you don't want to. We can do it through artificial insemination

Stefan walked down the street in downtown Seattle around ten in the morning, accompanied by a man who was halfway between blonde and brown-haired, with a slight bronzed touch to his skin.He had a light beard, and his eyes were a very pale shade of blue. He was tall, muscular, and well-built, with a broad back. At that moment, he had a serious expression.His hands were large and appeared strong. He seemed to be the same age as his friend.This man was Hilbert, Stefan's best friend, and he had managed to get him released without any charges against the German.They sat down on a terrace."Can you finally tell me what happened? Why were you accused?" Hilbert asked, frustrated with his friend."It's... something you wouldn't understand. You never understand what I do," Stefan excused himself."Stefan... a girl called me saying you were arrested. It's not the first time I've bailed you out, but if you keep this up, things will get complicated, and I won't be able to do anything," his fri

— If you're not in your department, then... why? — He glanced sideways, waiting for his response. — I don't mean to intrude, but you should tell her the truth about your health. She doesn't deserve...— I know. Listen... I've put your number down to be notified if something happens to me — there was a pause, and then he heard him cough again. — If I happen to pass away before the seven months are up, don't tell her. Tell her the treatment will last a few more months...— It's not good to lie to her. She already hates me, but if I lie, she'll hate me even more.— You must forgive me for getting you involved in all of this — the man on the other end apologized.— Don't worry — she sighed. — About putting me as your contact, I don't think it's a good idea, but maybe it's better. She might accuse me of trying to get rid of you.— That could have happened if I hadn't told her anything... Besides, she wouldn't have agreed to be married to you while I was away.— Your girlfriend has a terrib