Semua Bab The CEO Billionaire Collection: Bab 21 - Bab 30

As I followed Alex into his temporary apartment, my nerves buzzed like a live wire under my skin. The place was exactly what I'd expected from someone like him – sleek, modern, and impeccably styled. It was the kind of space that whispered of success and sophistication.But as amazing as the apartment was, it was Alex who captured my attention. He'd shifted into business casual mode, but even in this relaxed state, he exuded an aura of controlled power. His sleeves were rolled up, revealing forearms that spoke of subtle strength, the kind that didn't need to boast. There was something undeniably attractive about a man who could roll up his sleeves and get things done. And those top buttons of his shirt, casually undone, offered a glimpse of his chest that set my imagination racing.I couldn't help but notice the way his clothes hugged his body in all the right places. The fabric of his pants accentuated his well-defined butt, a sight that made it difficult to m

As Ellie and I reeled from the intensity of our kiss, I could see the whirlwind of emotions playing across her face. Her eyes were wide, reflecting a mix of surprise, desire, and a hint of apprehension.As Ellie's words cascaded out in a nervous yet seductive flurry about the folly of kissing again, her eyes conveyed a different message. "Alex, we really can't do this," she half-whispered, her voice quivering with a mix of caution and yearning. "It's just... not right, given everything."Observing her, I noted the flush on her cheeks, her lips parted slightly in a telltale sign of her inner conflict. "Ellie," I said softly, stepping closer, "you're overthinking it.""But the rules, the implications... we're crossing lines here," she protested, her breath hitching as I drew nearer.I raised my hand, gently placing my fingers under her chin, guiding her gaze to mine. "Sometimes, Ellie, rules are meant to be tested," I murmured, my voice low and compelling.

Waking up next to Alex, I couldn't help but feel a whirlwind of emotions. The warmth of his arms around me was comforting, yet there was an undercurrent of awkwardness that I couldn't quite shake off. I slipped out of bed, careful not to wake him, and took a moment to gather my thoughts. The room was quiet, the early morning light casting a soft glow through the curtains. Last night was... incredible, but now, in the light of day, reality set in. And with it, the weight of my secret – the pregnancy. It felt like a ticking time bomb, and I knew I couldn't reveal it to him. Not yet. It was too complicated, too risky.As I was lost in thought, Alex stirred awake. He gave me this sleepy, slightly confused look that was almost adorable. "Good morning," he said, his voice rough with sleep. It was a simple greeting, but there was a question in his eyes, a silent inquiry about where we stood."Morning," I replied, trying to keep my tone light and breezy. I was desperat

The morning sun was barely cresting the horizon when I made my way to meet Preston Caldwell. Part of me regretted not telling Alex about this meeting, but another, more stubborn part of me wanted to handle Preston on my own. After all, we had a history, and I wasn't about to let him think he could bulldoze over Mayer Financial – or me.I chose The Willow Inn for our meeting, a quaint but elegant spot in town known for its privacy and excellent coffee. It seemed like a neutral ground, far from the high-rise intensity of the business world, yet it held an air of sophistication.As I entered, I spotted Preston immediately. He was sitting in a corner booth, his posture relaxed yet exuding a sense of control that was all too familiar. He looked up as I approached, a smug smile playing on his lips, as if he was already savoring some unseen victory."Ellie Mayer, as punctual as ever," he greeted, standing up briefly before gesturing for me to take a seat opposite him.

After what felt like an eternity of strategizing and counter-strategizing, Alex and I finally called it a day. The sun had long set, and the office was bathed in the soft glow of the evening lights. As we stepped out into the crisp night air, Alex, ever the gentleman, insisted on walking me home.The streets of Willowbrook were quiet, almost reflective. Our walk was comfortable but charged with an undercurrent of something more, something neither of us seemed ready to voice.Standing outside my apartment, there was a palpable pause, thick with unspoken words and pent-up emotions. I could feel the magnetic pull between us, an undeniable connection that was becoming harder to ignore. Yet, there was a weight on my chest, a secret that needed to be shared. The truth about the baby, our baby, lingered on the tip of my tongue, but the words just wouldn’t come.Breaking the silence, Alex stepped closer, his presence overwhelming yet comforting. He leaned in, and his li