Semua Bab Being Mr CEO's Bride: Bab 141 - Bab 150

Demitra's Pov Tilting my head slightly, I slid into the car, the aftertaste of victory still bubbling through me. I could not stop the smile that formed on my face as the car engine roared to life and the car pulled away from the coffee shop. Pity, I could not see the look on Kaelia's face when Marlena terminated her employment – which I was sure would happen. Poor, foolish Kaelia. I crossed my legs gracefully, as the driver pulled into the flow of traffic. My hand absently trailed over the faint sting of the scratch on my arm. A small price to pay for such a satisfying outcome. Besides, pain was temporary. What mattered was control. And right now, I have all of it.Leaning back against the seat, I allowed myself a small, self-indulgent laugh. “One piece off the board,” I murmured. “Check.”But as the car turned around the corner, my smile wavered ever so slightly. A gnawing thought slipped in; was it enough?Because no matter how cleverly I played the game, no matter how many t

Freddy's Pov The sound of the pen scratching against paper was the only thing that filled my office. I appended my signature on a page, then flipped. Appended again, another agreement finalised. I sighed. The pile of documents in front of me represented months of negotiations, acquisitions, and carefully orchestrated moves. A prime property downtown which now belonged to the Montgomery Grand. It was a victory on paper but I felt hollow within me. I scrawled my last signature, dropped the pen, and leaned back in my chair. The leather creaked as I exhaled, running a hand through my hair. A glass of scotch sat untouched on the desk. I picked it up and stood, carrying it with me toward the floor-to-ceiling window.The city stretched out beneath me. It was alive and bright with street lights, neon lights on signboards and cars snaking along streets. I sipped the scotch, enjoying the burn as it ran down my throat. But it did nothing to help the ache and emptiness in my chest. Behin

Kaelia's POV “Come with me,” he said. His voice was low but there was something about it that made it impossible for me to say no. I barely had time to think before his hand closed around, warm and familiar in a way that made my heart race. Freddy didn’t give me space to argue, didn’t wait for me to catch up. He just held on, and I followed.I glanced back once toward the dance floor where TJ and Michelle were still dancing with her head thrown back and his hands on her waist.But then I turned away. I let Freddy guide me through the throng of people, while my pulse raced recklessly, thumping so loud I swore he could hear it.And my heart beat on instinct.When we reached the cool night air outside, it hit me all at once, Freddy still didn’t release my hand. He led me straight to his car waiting in the dark. He stopped only to pull open the door for me.For a moment I froze, staring at him. His eyes met mine, and there was nothing soft about them. They were unreadable but intense

Kaelia's POV He didn't reply immediately. Then, slowly, in an almost lazy voice, he said, “To be with you. To learn every single detail I've missed over the past month,”And so we did just that. We talked. Well, it was mostly me talking, and he was listening. We didn't argue. I told him everything I remembered; from the moment I left the mansion. Somewhere in the story, I broke down and cried. Because I realised that I had been through so much. I had walked through the scorching heat of social media hate. I had survived Demitra's works. And here I was. Still the same Kaelia.Still with the love of my life.Freddy scooped me off the floor and held me in his arms when I started crying. He held me while my body shook from sobbing so hard and uncontrollably. While I fought the shame of breaking down completely in front of him, he ran his hands through my hair and rubbed my scalp with just a little pressure.Eventually, the darkness took over me. ***The first thing I notice

Kaelia's POV The sound echoed across the pool room. My hands flew into his hair and tangled in the wet strands as I arched instinctively.He groaned against me. He didn’t rush. He drew it out in long, slow strokes. He worships every inch of me with his lips and his tongue.I whimpered, pulling at his hair, but he held me steady with strong hands on my thighs, refusing to let me move away.The pool lights reflected in his eyes every time he looked up at me, and the sight alone nearly unravelled me.“Freddy…” My voice was breathless, broken.“Repeat my name,” he commanded, his mouth relentless.And I did. Again and again, as my body trembled against his tongue, the heat inside me built until I thought I would shatter.***Just after I recovered from my first orgasm, he lifted himself off the water, causing me to lie flat on the edge of the swimming pool and start getting on top of me. I placed a hand between us“Freddy. I don't…I…”My cheeks were red and hot, like a teenager during