Semua Bab Captured by Randy CEO : Bab 11 - Bab 20

His father. He was also in the meeting. They hadn't seen each other in quite a long time and that was because Alan was good in dodging the old man. Just his luck. He walked into the room and sat on the seat which had been reserved for him. It was his special spot. The seat reserved for the President, just beside his father. Just three years ago and his elder brother would have been sitting there, discussing the profits with his father over frothing mugs of coffee His mother, Sheila, her golden brown hair done into a neat bun, was overly excited to see him and he could see through her smile that she missed him. His old man, Franklin merely sat with a straight face. "Welcome, everyone," he greeted, adjusting his steel rimmed spectacles on his nose. His voice was deep and without much effort, it scared the wits out of people. Everyone who was close to him except Alan. "There has been a recent rumour about our newly launched product," the wry man said and his eyes settled on Alan. "

The fact that Christine woke up on her boss' bed with his arms around her was enough proof that their relationship was past professional. If the media got hold of something like that, she was going to be toast. It would be grit to their mill of neverending gossip and she would never be able to live with it. She slowly pulled his arms off her and got out of bed. He was fast asleep. The faint sensation in between her legs reminded her of why they were even in that position. She always kept track of her menstrual calendar and wondered why of all days, her cycle suddenly changed and surprised her in his house of all places. It was a pleasant surprise how he handled it. Most guys were repelled by their girl's blood. Even Trevor used to claim that she was too dramatic. She stumbled into the bathroom. All she needed now was s hot bath and the feel of steam on her skin. She took off her shirt which was the only thing she had on and stepped into the tub. Hot water showered down on her bo

"I want him dead!" Alan blurted out. "Ah," Christine exclaimed in horror then she adjusted in her chair to look into his eyes and withdrew her hand. .................After their surprise dinner, they returned back to their houses – Christine back to the condo where she stayed with her friends and Alan back to one of his mansions across town. The next morning, Christine woke earlier than usual to the aroma of frying bacon and eggs. She stumbled into the kitchen and there Trish and Alexa were making breakfast. "When did you come in?" Trish asked. "I don't know. I didn't check," she replied. "Where were you?" Alexa asked. "Alan took me out on a dinner," she said. "Tell us," Alexa squealed, pretending to be delighted. She intimated them about all that happened yesterday and they squealed delightfully, chuckling and giggling. She didn't notice the occasional scowl on Alexa's face. Someone was getting jealous. She continued with the story until her pager beeped, reminding her th

Christine remained in her office after Alan retired into his. The elevator dinged suddenly after a while and as the door slid open, she looked up. She was shocked at the face she saw. "You..."he said and advanced slowly towards her, taking practiced, short steps like a prowler. He continued to look at her with cold, steely eyes. "I don't know what you are saying..." she stuttered. "Why do I have a feeling that it is you?" he asked and took another step forward, putting her completely in the lock. There was no way back and no way forward except through him. Her lips quivered. Suddenly, the door to Alan's office opened and Alan came out. "Baby, I ordered pizza and..."He swallowed the rest of his words and stopped short at the sight of his father. "Franklin?" Alan said coldly. "Alan," Franklin said with an equal coldness. "What's wrong with you? Why are you scaring my assistant?""Assistant," Franklin scoffed. He seemed like he wanted to say more derogatory words but restrain

Alan stood in front of the glass window, looking into the city. The company headquarters was situated on the edge of the city and from where he stood, he could get a good, panoramic view. His day had been hectic. He had just finished a business meeting. And right now, the only image that kept playing in his head was his brother behind the executive seat. His brother was back and he had a degree. That meant Alan was currently sitting on a time bomb. That was the agreement before their father decided his will. If Alan got married on time, then he would take over the company but if his brother got the degree He grabbed a bottle of exotic fruit wine and popped it open. He picked up a glass and poured some of the wine. He drowned it in a single gulp. He had barely taken a few more gulps when a knock sounded on the door. He grunted. “Whoever it is, just come in,” he said, his voice registering his displeasure. Christine stepped in. “I have a document from Mr Wati, sir. And the hea