The CEO’s Private Desires のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 21 - チャプター 30

Chapter 21 Sebastian’s point of view “Seb! Seb! Seb wait!” The recognizable voice chanted from my behind as I walked into the restroom. I turned around with the aim to bang the door on his face when his body pushed through and his scent flexed straight for my nostrils. He kept himself close to me as he grabbed me by my shoulder and pushed me into the nearest wall. His face a view of desperation as he scoured me in a longing gaze. “Why are you doing this to me?” His jaw tightened as he quizzed in distress. I looked away from his eyes and down to the hands that were on my shoulder. “Get your hands off me!” I warned in a gentle tone. He dropped the hands, but circled his left one around my neck as he gently nudged his forehead into mine. His hot passionate breaths fanning into my face. “Haven’t you done enough?” His eyes closed as he sniffed in a long breath. “Fuck, I’m gonna go crazy.” His lips edged onto mine as he worked his way into my mouth.I stood there, dumbfounded like a

Chapter 23 Sebastian’s point of view “I only picked this call because you wouldn’t stop calling. What the fuck is it?” My annoyed tone queried Donna’s non-stop dig to blow my phone up with calls. “Do I have to lecture you on boundaries? When I snubbed your call the first, second, and third times you called. You should have gotten the hint that I do not want to either talk at the moment, or be on the phone with you of all people,” I criticized, pissed that she literally called me over thirty times and practically forced me to pick her next call so she would stop! That’s insane. “You kissed Ryan and ran away? I’m outside your door, come open up,” was what I got as a response to the words I just babbled. The fuck. “No! Absolutely no! Turn the fuck around and get off my porch, don’t get me more upset than I already am. What the fuck will you be doing here in the middle of the night because of something that doesn’t actually have to be your business? Like what the heck?!” I coul

Chapter 25 Sebastian’s point of view Donna and I arrived at the office in the morning, but she had to go away with the excuse of changing her outfit. I was now left in care of my new secretary, Ryan’s sister and it looks like Donna hasn’t shared with her the rules around here. She knocked on my door and brought a coffee for me. Number one, I do not take coffees anywhere or any types so long as it’s not prepared by myself. Number two which is really very important is, unless I’m unreachable and urgently needs to be reached, you’re not allowed to knock on my door or disturb me, instead make use of the landline attached to your desk. I’m sure Donna didn’t tell her all of this because she wanted her to get on my nerves. “You’re not allowed to knock on my door unless you’ve tried to reach me through the landline provided at your desk multiple times and I was unreachable, only then should you come to my office and knock on my door. I hate disturbance,” I began to address her. “If I tak

Chapter 27Sebastian’s point of view What does this person wants from me? He didn’t state, he just dropped on my chest the proof he has to destroy all I’ve built in the snap of his fingers. It’s been three hours since I got his call and texts, he’s been silent ever since. I’ve been on the call, plus text, to trace the anonymous line till I get an identity for myself to work against. I’ve never been destroyed, and it won’t happen now. This is nothing but a sudden hiccup, one I’ll have fixed in no time. But still, there’s this slight panic in me that he could release all those footages of me online right now and there’d be nothing I’d do against me, he’d have me exposed and put my past in public. No one would try to understand me, all they’ll see is a monster, a villain, a man who doesn’t deserve their ears or understanding. I could lose all my investors, the newest ones at least, not the old ones. I could lose them all, my clients inclusive. No one would think that a man has to d

Chapter 29 Sebastian’s point of view My parents were divorced before I was born. My father didn’t know about my existence until I was fifteen years old and beside my mother on her death bed. She was diagnosed with a stage four brain tumor that has her death inevitable, it was at that moment she chose to spare the truth and rid the lie I grew up with regarding the story of my father. She never made him the villain in my eyes, albeit that’s who he was. My mom told him he never died, and that they divorced after she caught him cheating on her the fifth time in their six months marriage. She realized he can’t changed, and she can’t spend the rest of her life with him like she intended even though she was pregnant of me at that time. She divorced him, left his home, and never told him about her pregnancy. That was how they separated, and she made sure he could never reach her again, no matter how hard he tries. She gave birth to me, took care of me, and raised me with the lie t