All Chapters of Hiding The CEO's Son : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

"Valentina, you scared me!" I brought a palm to my chest."Answer, redhead."Why are you suddenly acting like a harpy?" I growled demanding. It's not my fault that Anastasia let me do the interview.She twisted a lock of her golden hair around her ring finger and played with it. She seemed insane. My head hit the alarm button, in case the blonde tried something.“Well, it doesn't seem fair to me, I got to this place before you. I'm sick of covering little stories, writing about nonsense, while you hit the jackpot and become Anastasia's favorite” she spat hotly, feline."Then that's what it's about, you're jealous" You should talk to Anastasia, in the end she is the one who decides who goes and who stays. I responded harshly, faced with that sudden viper wanting to bite me and stick its venom into my skin."Something strange is going on, don't you think?" He spoke narrowing his eyes, agitated. Overnight, Anastasia finds you perfect and decides to give you a golden platter to go after a

“Are you talking seriously?” he asked with a wild look.I looked everywhere, preventing a third party from hanging around, listening to other people's conversations. I don't know why she thought she was playing with something like that, on the other hand I understood her, it wasn't just any man."I don't like to talk about it, it's a delicate matter, that's why I've kept it to myself, Beatriz," I explained taking a breath, my lungs urging it. In the past, we had something and when I found out that I was pregnant we were no longer together, I never told him anything because he had married”She gasped like a fish out of its habitat, even clutching at the marble, puzzled. I couldn't guess everything that was going through his head, but I was sure he was shocked."You know I don't like gossip, but how did you meet him?" He wanted to know."Promise you won't tell anyone, Beatriz.""I won't tell anyone, Mariané. You know you can trust me" he said with a smile.From that moment on, she turne

We take off our clothes, leaving room for inquisitive drift, space to clarify the passionate darkness going through our bodies in an intense spiral. Our free will was decided by the wrongness that felt so good, the sin that without realizing it imprisoned us again.He snatched the expensive dress from my skin and threw it somewhere in the hotel room. His eyes gleamed like those of a wolf having dinner served. I fixed my gaze on his long fingers unzipping his dark pants, I bit my lip, I knew in advance what would come next. His manhood came out, I flushed all over, but steeled myself to receive it anyway.He flipped me onto my back, pinned my wrists, a clear warning that he was in control. Once exposed to him, he coursed through me with lust and treachery. His lips played with my nipples, and I moaned, arching from the surge of pleasure that just his mischievous tongue generated. He spent a long time devouring my mounds hardened by the heat of his warm breath scattering wet oscules, co

“Many people were at the event, as for Ismail, no, I didn't find him”It was true, he was the one who intercepted me in the middle of the parking lot. So, he wasn't exactly telling a lie."Something isn't looking good, you can't save yourself from me anyway, naughty redhead," he warned, leaving me frozen”I sighed and decided to end the call. I looked at myself in the mirror for a while, there was nothing wrong with the striking pale pink dress, even though its exorbitant cost was three thousand dollars, quite normal coming from Ismail. I suppose compensation, in your opinion, for ruining my clothes last night.And an extra like white Louboutin’s.I ran my eyes over my face looking for a mistake, but strange as it was, my eyes were shining.I went back to Ismail. He had finished eating, now he was talking on the phone, as soon as he saw me, he ended the conversation with the person on the other end of the line. It didn't surprise me that it was his wife. The possibility stabbed me.“I

I spent the morning in the work cloud, fulfilling my pending Monday; No matter how hard I tried, I didn't get Ismail out of my mind, he didn't even fade with my attention riveted on the screen. I sighed for the umpteenth time, placing a pen between my fingers to take notes on a lined sheet.Suddenly I felt the intensity of a look on me, I discovered Valentina dedicating a certain hatred to me; Since she decided to find out the reason, according to her, for which Anastasia kept me on a pedestal, the little exchange of words that we had with each other vanished.He didn't even talk to me anymore.The fly of envy had bitten her, without a doubt.I wouldn't pay attention to that pained blonde fool.“Mariané, what did you think of the event?” Arthur inquired, for the first time I didn't notice flirting intentions."It went well" I answered shortly, giving him a sidelong glance."I thought you wouldn't go, but I'm glad you did"“Yes, thanks, I smiled fleetingly” He then cleared my field of