Lahat ng Kabanata ng Mr. CEO, love is not an option: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 8

The light shone brightly in the grand office, casting a sharp contrast against the dark furniture. A figure sat at a large, polished desk, his suit impeccably tailored, his black hair swept neatly back, and his expression marred by a small frown. This was Lucas, and opposite him sat another man, a striking figure with blonde hair streaked with black, blue eyes gleaming under the office lights, and a small piercing on his lip.The blonde-haired man, Alex, suddenly stood up, his movements deliberate as he strode toward a small bar cabinet where an array of fine wines was lined up. He selected a bottle, then moved to the mini-fridge, extracting a handful of ice cubes. He picked up two glasses, returning to Lucas with a casual grace that belied the tension in the room. Lucas remained seated, visibly annoyed, the aftermath of his recent dates hanging over him like a dark cloud."You know," Alex began, his voice low and probing as he poured wine into both glasses, "I'm finding it hard to

Two striking men entered the club, their presence commanding attention. One, with a mischievous grin, flicked his tongue over a lip piercing, while the other, his dark hair slicked back, walked with his hands buried in his pockets and a scowl on his face. Suddenly, Alex nudged Lucas on the shoulder, causing his frown to deepen. "What the hell do you want? That hurts," Lucas growled in annoyance. "Look over there," Alex said, excitement evident in his tone as his gaze remained glued to the bar. "What? Where? What are you—" Lucas started, scanning the club before his eyes finally landed on the woman Alex was fixated on. It was the woman he'd recently been on a date with. His heart skipped a beat, and he quickly averted his gaze. Grabbing Alex by the arm, he dragged him to a more secluded spot. "What's your problem? Why are you dragging me away from that beauty?" Alex protested, his face a mixture of confusion and frustration, though he soon noticed something off about Lucas's beh

“You… it’s not…” Isabelle’s face contorted with a mixture of shock and fury as she watched Lucas, her supposed love interest, lock lips with another woman right in front of her. Her chest tightened, breath growing shallow as the scene unfolded before her disbelieving eyes.Lucas, still holding Amelia, didn’t even bother to offer Isabelle an explanation. His cold indifference only fanned the flames of her rage. With a sharp stomp of her heel against the marble floor, Isabelle turned on her heel and stormed out of the mansion, the sound of the doors slamming shut echoing through the grand hall.But Lucas's real struggle was only beginning. What appeared to be a heated kiss from the outside was far from passionate on his end. The truth was that when Isabelle had still been in the room, Lucas's lips had barely brushed against Amelia's in a fleeting, accidental moment. But the instant Isabelle had stormed out, Amelia had pulled him closer with surprising strength, her hands locking behi

“Just so you know, I'm not always like that,” Amelia said as she slipped on her dress, her voice carrying a trace of defensiveness.Lucas, pacing the room with his hands in his pockets, responded without missing a beat. “Okay… but actions speak louder than words,” he said, throwing a glance her way before continuing his restless movements.“Are you done?” he asked, stopping in front of her.“Yes,” Amelia replied almost immediately, eager to leave his space after the awkwardness of the morning.Amelia had faced enough embarrassment to last a lifetime, and all she wanted now was to go home and put it behind her. They left the house together after sharing a simple breakfast that Lucas had prepared—this time, thankfully, no one was drunk. Amelia had to admit, once again, that Lucas was an excellent cook, but the lingering awkwardness from the night before overshadowed the meal.Now, they were parked outside Amelia's house as Lucas had driven her home.“Thanks for the ride,” Amelia said,