All Chapters of CEO Wants Me: Heiress Has Risen Again!: Chapter 271 - Chapter 280

Rhea's Pov “So this is her? This is the child you’ve brought in to ‘change’ the company?” Her words dripped with condescension, each syllable deliberate, echoing in the quiet room, “Do you not have eyes? Can’t you see how inexperienced she is?”The air thickened instantly, tension snapping through the room like a live wire. The man shifted uneasily. The younger woman lowered her gaze, biting her lip. Even Fiona, who stood at my side, stiffened, her hand tightening around her folder.For a heartbeat, I didn’t move. I let the insult hang in the air, but then my lips curved, the faintest of smiles tugging at them as I finally turned my gaze to the stern woman. She was seasoned, sure, but compared to the two live times I've lived, she was nothing. “Inexperienced? Mrs Sloane, do you really think that of me?” Her eyes narrowed at my calm tone, clearly expecting me to snap or falter. She folded her arms, her chin tilting higher, “What else should I think? A child who’s barely seen the wor

Rhea's Pov Neveah tilted her head back, her cheeks rounder than I remembered, her little face glowing with life. She had grown plumper since the last time I’d seen her, a healthy fullness that made her look like a child untouched by the cruelty of the world outside.I bent down, brushing back a lock of her soft hair as I cupped her cheek gently, “You’ve gotten chubbier since the last time I saw you. And these pajamas…” I tugged playfully at one floppy ear on her hood, “They’re almost too cute. You look like a little stuffed toy.”Her cheeks flushed immediately, a rosy red blooming across her face as she ducked her head shyly, “I told big brother Laziel not to dress me like this, but he insisted.”I raised an eyebrow at the term, “Big brother?” She nodded rapidly, her little head bobbing up and down, “Big brother Laziel said he was older than me and I had to call him big brother. He's also taller than I am!” Neveah gestured widely, her covered arms flailing about. The corners of my

Alaric's Pov I stepped into the house, glancing at the bag that was on the chair. Rhea was back? “Rhea?” I called out, expecting her to run out and jump on me. Ever since Rhea lost her memories, she had been more affectionate and would randomly kiss my cheeks or sit on my lap. So that was what I had in mind but no one responded. “Rhea?” I called out again, looking around. The whole place was quiet. My heart kicked against my ribs. Why wasn't she answering.I walked down the hall, checking room after room. The kitchen was empty. The living room too as well as Laziel's room. Laziel barely went into his room anymore, he spent all of his time with Neveah ever since she arrived. Even her bedroom door was locked, she hadn't taken a step into her room. Panic pooled in my chest, “Rhea!” My voice rose sharper this time, carrying the edge of desperation.I forced myself to breathe, to think. If she wasn’t here, where else? Ah… There was still Neveah's room. My pulse slowed a fraction, hope

NOTE: THIS IS A SPICY CHAPTER. VIEWERS DISCRETION IS APPLIED!Alaric's Pov “Don’t stop.” She whispered, her fingers curling into my shirt, “Please, don’t stop.”Something between a groan and a laugh escaped me. Stop? As if I could now. She’d unleashed this, teased this out of me, and now she’d have to deal with the consequences.“Careful what you wish for.” I murmured against her lips, unable to resist taking one more taste.This time, she initiated the kiss, her mouth hot and insistent. My shirt came off, her hands roaming over my chest and back with an urgency that matched my own. I reached for her pajama top, pulling it over her head in one smooth motion. Her bra followed, discarded on the floor as our lips crashed together again.Her skin was soft, flawless, and I couldn’t help but trail my lips down her neck, over the swell of her breasts. She arched against me, a breathy moan escaping her as I took one nipple into my mouth, swirling my tongue around the sensitive bud.“Alaric…”

Rhea's Pov I stirred awake slowly, still feeling a bit sleepy but at the same time, as awake as ever, if that was even possible. My body felt heavier than usual, the ache in my thighs a sharp reminder of what had happened earlier. Heat rose to my cheeks before I could stop it. Blinking against the dim light of the room, I shifted and noticed that there was something cool and faintly slick against my skin. My gaze fell downward, and a faint sheen lingered along my inner thigh, the scent of something herbal and medicinal drifting up, it was ointment. My lips parted in realisation, “Alaric must have put this on me. What a sweetheart.” I muttered under my breath. I noticed my clothes. At some point, I had been changed into another set of soft pajamas, the fabric loose and comfortable against my skin. Also Alaric. But the fact that he actually tore off the other set of pyjamas I wore earlier stung a bit. I liked that set a lot. How I even changed into it before sleeping with the kids