The CEO’s Private Desires のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 81 - チャプター 90

Chapter 82 Ryan’s point of view Seb thinks Matthew’s demand could be a trap, and yet here we are seated in his car for a ride at the pasted location he received. Jungle Beach. I’ve heard of it, it’s actually not quite cordial as one would think the beach is. It’s secluded, and lacked the buzz of an activity location. Which proves more of Seb’s theory that this we’re most definitely driving to a trap. We’ve been on the ride for minutes now and Seb wouldn’t talk to me. He always appeared to be lost in his thoughts whenever I took a glance, and although his eyes were focused on the road, I still could detect his divided attention. Not like I’m over the way he treated me or that I’ve totally forgiven him like he requested. I was just hoping he’d lighten up to address my accusation. I don’t want to be right. Because if I am, then we’re strained. We’re fucked up for life. He used my own redemption against me. That’s all I could think about every time I’m reminded of the loss. I just

Chapter 84 Ryan’s point of view Seb reeled back into his old self following the events of today. Instead of him to wait and brainstorm on how we’d deal with this guy together, rather he went silent and mute throughout our ride back to the city. Even as I prate off his ears, all I got was a steeled face and a locked lips. He dropped me off at my office, and just rode out of my sight before I could get into his feelings, or whatever thoughts going on in his head. I recalled very clearly the only sentence he uttered while chasing me out of his car kind off. “I have this thing I need to get to. We’ll talk later and everything, so bye for now.” Then he unlocked his car, a gesture that hints at his request for me to exit. I didn’t realize how much he’s been closed off until he said and did that. Only then did I realize he hasn’t said a thing since we watched that car exploded. I knew he got a text because he checked his phone and that what was when he went mute. I don’t kno

Chapter 84 Ryan’s point of view Seb reeled back into his old self following the events of today. Instead of him to wait and brainstorm on how we’d deal with this guy together, rather he went silent and mute throughout our ride back to the city. Even as I prate off his ears, all I got was a steeled face and a locked lips. He dropped me off at my office, and just rode out of my sight before I could get into his feelings, or whatever thoughts going on in his head. I recalled very clearly the only sentence he uttered while chasing me out of his car kind off. “I have this thing I need to get to. We’ll talk later and everything, so bye for now.” Then he unlocked his car, a gesture that hints at his request for me to exit. I didn’t realize how much he’s been closed off until he said and did that. Only then did I realize he hasn’t said a thing since we watched that car exploded. I knew he got a text because he checked his phone and that what was when he went mute. I don’t kn

Chapter 88 Ryan’s point of view My conversation with mom surprisingly unknotted a complex bundle in our relationship. I’ve now chosen to forgive my mom for our past and give her a second chance. Let’s see if she’s going to be a mother, and if she has truly buried her wicked ways. All that’s left to tackle now is my sister. And I should’ve braced myself for the scream that’d follow after I went into her room without knocking. “Where are your manners?! Does this look your fucking basement?!” I let her rambled on, while I stay rooted to a spot near the room’s exit with my arms thrown around my chest and head lowered. “Now get out!” She came to the command after yelling my head off. My head raised up to match her fiery gaze, “I would have the minute I met your reaction after I came in. But what I came in here to do isn’t to leave. You’re going to hear me out whether or not you want to, you have no choice. But first, I’d like to apologize for not knocking, I was just eager to

Chapter 90 Ryan’s point of view “What is it? No work today?” Mom quizzed from she stood at the door, leaned against the frame with her arms crossed inches below her chest. I raised my head up to look at her, wondering why she had a smirk on and brighter than usual. There’s no need to tell her I’m staying in today because I don’t want to face my reality just yet. I want a day off, all to myself, with my world’s shenanigans not shoved deep in my face. So instead of replying her, I returned my attention back to the random research I was reading about. Yeah that’s the weird thing about me. While everybody spends their off day watching a movie or a show, I love to pick a topic and research on, dig up stuffs and know all there is to know about that topic, then discard it when I’m done. That’s my own way of clearing my head. Doing that shifts my total focus away from my real world problems. Watching a movie doesn’t, I can definitely still think about my problems while my eyes are