Lahat ng Kabanata ng My Ex-CEO : Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

His other hand moved up to rest on my waist, and I could feel the ache within me intensify. I didn’t know how much longer I could hold back the hunger burning through me.“I want you so bad, Carmen,” he whispered, his voice low and sensual like silk wrapped in heat. His words ignited something deep inside me. My insides flipped, and my heart pounded violently against my ribcage. I tried to speak, but nothing came out. I just stared at him, my breath quickening. The heat between us was unbearable I needed to quench it. His hands pulled me even closer, and his lips found mine again in a light, lingering kiss. Then he trailed kisses across my chin, then my cheeks.My breath hitched as he moved to my jawline, then down to my neck. His head tilted into mine as his lips traced the curve of my collarbones. I found my arms instinctively wrapping around his neck. He must have taken it as permission, because the next second, he lifted me up with his hands cupping my butt, kissing me deeply.I c

The cool breeze hit us the moment we landed. Mike was already at the airport, waiting to pick us up. “Hey,” I greeted. “Welcome back,” he said with a warm smile.Mike opened the trunk, and Blake placed our luggage inside. “Let’s go, Carmen,” Blake said, reaching for my hand. Mike chuckled. “Shall we?”We left the airport, and they dropped me off at home. Before I got out of the car, Blake turned to me.“Take the day off, babe. I’ll handle the rest of the issues.” I nodded and kissed his cheek. “Okay. Be careful.”Once inside, I texted Fab to let her know I was back. She promised to swing by after work. Not long after, I heard a familiar voice behind me.“Hey!”I spun around. “Chelsea!” I screamed, hugging her tightly.“I missed you! You’ve been gone for days,” she said. “Sorry, my darling work issues. But I’m back now.” I grinned. “Umm… how about girls’ night at my place?” “Yes!” she replied instantly. “Finally! I’ll get to escape my brother. He’s such a pain in the ass. Don’t

I woke up earlier than expected which should’ve been great since I had work to prepare for. I glanced beside me and saw Chelsea sleeping peacefully, curled up like a kitten, while Fab was still snoring softly. I nudged Fab gently.She murmured, “What?”“You have work in an hour,” I whispered.She didn’t quite catch it the first time, then suddenly bolted upright. “What did you say?” she asked, rubbing her face.“Shhh,” I whispered, pointing at Chelsea. “You’ll wake her up. Go shower, I’ll fix us breakfast.”She groaned, nodded, and dragged herself toward the bathroom.I tiptoed out of the room and made my way to the kitchen. I quickly started whipping up some scrambled eggs and toast. The aroma filled the kitchen, warm and buttery.Just then, Chelsea walked in, rubbing her eyes and dragging her feet.“Hey, baby,” I smiled, crouching a little to cup her face. “Are you okay?”She nodded, still half asleep. “Yeah.”“Come sit, breakfast is almost ready,” I said, pulling a chair out for he

The rest of the day crawled by. Every time I passed someone in the hallway, it felt like they knew. As if word had spread faster than I could contain it thanks to Sophie’s Olympic level gossip skills, that wouldn’t be surprising. When the clock finally hit 5:00 p.m., I bolted from the office, desperate for air. “Carmen!” I stopped mid stride, heart sinking. Octavia. She jogged up beside me, her bag slung over one shoulder and a look on her face that said she wasn’t letting me off the hook. “Hey,” I offered weakly, forcing a laugh. “Crazy day, huh?” “Cut the crap,” she said, falling into step with me. “What’s going on with you and Blake?” I blinked. “Octavia, I…..” “Don’t lie to me,” she cut in. “I’m not Sophie. I’m not looking for drama. But I saw the way she looked at him today. She likes him a lot. And if something’s going on between you two, she deserves the truth.” I slowed to a stop, dragging a hand through my hair. “I didn’t plan any of this, okay? It just… ha

Caleb’s POVThe second I got those pictures from Nora, my stomach turned. Carmen and Blake again. I didn’t want to believe it. I hoped it was just bad lighting and worse angles. But then I checked Carmen’s Instagram, and there it was. A coffee cup. Not just any coffee cup the same limited-edition one Blake always flaunts on his stories like it’s a trophy. So I came here. No calls, no heads-up. Just showed up.Carmen was surprised, yeah, but happy. She always is when I visit, which makes this harder. Because she’s happy. And I’m supposed to be happy for her. But I can’t be. Not when it’s him.She doesn’t know what I know. Or maybe she’s chosen to forget what he did to her back in school. The way he ghosted her without listening to her explanation. She cried for weeks. And now he just strolls back in like nothing happened?I’ve never trusted Blake. There’s something off about him. Always has been. Too polished. Too charming. Like he knows exactly what to say to disarm people. But I’m no