All Chapters of A Drunken Night With My Ex-Husband Boss: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Caroline povDinner felt like a scene from a royal movie. The long mahogany table that stretched across the dining could easily sit twenty people, yet there were only two plates and two people. one at each end of the ridiculously long table. Xavier sat far away, his posture relaxed, but his eyes sharp, watching me like a hawk watches prey. The tension between us could be cut with a knife.“Thank you, Bianca.” I gave a short nod to her after she finished setting the plates and food.The food was rich and well-prepared,and the smell was tantalizing. definitely from a top-tier chef. But I could barely taste it.I cut into my steak, trying to pretend like a predator gaze wasn’t burning into my skin. “Do you always eat in silence?” I asked, stabbing a piece and bringing it to my mouth.Xavier leaned back slightly, sipping red wine like a villain in a classic drama. I couldn’t help noticing the grace by which he carried himself. “Only when my dinner date looks like she’d rather be anywher

Xavier’s POV Meetings were never my thing. Especially having to sit in one place and listen to fools that think they are wiser spill trash from their mouth. Unfortunately, that is the situation I found myself in the first ever meeting with the board of directors, discussing the recent embezzlement. But for three hours now, the boardroom was a hive of tension, whispers, and polished suits pretending to be useful. A billion dollars, gone. Wiped clean from our reserve funds. And no one had answers We were hardly making any progress at all. I sat at the head of the long, sleek boardroom table. an architectural masterpiece that was one of the few in Abuja. I yawned for the hundredth time in boredom. At any time now, my patience might actually snap. “…and if you look at the regional sales projection over the last quarter…” “Mr. Collins,” I said tightly, not even trying to mask my irritation. “If you repeat another chart I’ve already seen in the report, I will personally toss y

chapter 16: mistakeCaroline POVThe door slammed shut behind us.Hard.The sound echoed like a gunshot in the always quiet villa of Xavier.I didn’t flinch. Didn’t speak. I poised, facing him, waiting for him to say something but he didn’t. He continued to watch me liek we were in a staring contest.The air was thick with everything we didn’t say in that boardroom. Thing I couldn't say because of the web of lies that Xavier had painted around us.I could feel his gaze burning into my skin. My pulse racing. I didn't know if it was because I was angry loud in my ears, but I kept my breathing steady. He wouldn’t get to see me riled up.Not yet.Not when he’d use it against me.“Wife?” I said, finally, my voice like silk stretched over steel. “is that why you insisted that i must attend the meeting? So that you can flaunt your prized possession to the whole world.”Silence. And nothing.Notjing was on his face. He didn't say anything, nor showed any emotion to whatever I said. Just blank

Chapter 18: Jenna Caroline’s POV The applause that followed thundered through the room as the MC’s voice echoed again. "Let’s welcome the youngest CEO in town. The heir to Johnson's empire… Mr. and Mrs. Xavier Johnsons!" Flashbulbs popped, camera lens clicking drumed in my ears. I forced out a smile, chin raised, spine straight. But inside, my heart continued to pound against my ribcage like I was being led to the gallows. The entire room shifted toward us like we were royalty…or wolves entering a den of lions. But in all their happy and praising faces, I could see the hidden scorn and the fake smiles behind all the smiles. The attention was suffocating, and I almost tripped on my gown in my nervousness. Xavier kept a straight face, while his hand rested firmly on my lower back. None of the attention or the noise bothered him. I clutched his hand tightly, my body filled with nervousness. but if he noticed he didn't say anything. He guided me forward to a specially decora

Caroline povThe party passed by like a breeze. I had managed to survive sitting at the same table as Emelda. Even though she did try to provoke me so many times. But so many things running in my mind saved me from having to deal with her troubles.Like what had happened in the restroom earlier on.The ghost of xaviers lips on mine.The feel of his body caging me against the wall. I felt suddenly hot as I remember the intoxicating feeling I had felt with him.The way I didn't fight him at first. I had let him again.I strengthened my stiff joints from sitting in the leather seats of the limousine. Ever since the restroom incident. Xavier had not looked at me, or talk to me. Only staring out the window without saying anything.I stared out the window, city lights flashing like ghosts across my vision, but all I could think about was that kiss. Not just the kiss itself, but the way it felt. Real. Raw. And that's the problem. Cause my heart came shattering down when he said it was a