Todos los capítulos de Arrogant CEO: Capítulo 31 - Capítulo 40

Sara’s POV The party was in full swing, the grand ballroom buzzing with the chatter of high-profile guests. Zack's grandfather had outdone himself with the event, ensuring that every detail was perfect. The decorations were opulent, with towering floral arrangements and glittering chandeliers casting a warm glow over the room. A live orchestra played soft music, setting the mood for the evening. Zack had been by my side for most of the night, introducing me to various business associates and friends. His presence was reassuring, and I felt more comfortable navigating the social minefield of the event. However, as the evening progressed, Zack excused himself to speak with a group of important investors. "I'll be back soon," he said, giving my hand a squeeze before disappearing into the crowd. I stood near the edge of the ballroom, sipping my drink and trying to blend in. It was the first time this night I was alone, and I felt a bit vulnerable. That's when I saw Derick appro

Sara’s POV Days turned into weeks, and slowly, the tension between Zack and I began to ease. Our conversations grew longer and less strained. We started to talk about more than just work or obligations, finding common ground in shared interests and experiences. The hurtful words and angry outbursts became fewer, replaced by tentative smiles and gentle touches. One morning, as we prepared to head to work, there was a sense of normalcy that felt almost foreign after the chaos of the previous months. Zack and I left the house together, our interactions more relaxed and genuine. "Ready for another day?" Zack asked as we walked to the car. "As ready as I'll ever be," I replied with a small smile. We drove to the office in comfortable silence, the city waking up around us. When we arrived, we took the elevator up to our office floor. As we stood side by side in the elevator, the sudden jolt of it stopping mid-floor caught us both by surprise. "Oh no," I whispered, my heart p

Sara’s POV The next day, Zack and I decided to address the issue with Steph. After breakfast, we called her into the living room. “Steph, we need to talk,” Zack began, his tone firm but kind. “We’ve noticed you’ve been asking a lot of questions about our relationship.” Steph’s eyes widened, and she looked nervous. “I’m sorry, Mr. Samuels. I didn’t mean to intrude. I was just curious.” “Curiosity is natural,” I said gently, “but there are boundaries that need to be respected. Our personal life is private, and we’d appreciate it if you could respect that.” Steph nodded, looking genuinely contrite. “Of course, Mrs. Samuels. I apologize for any discomfort I’ve caused. It won’t happen again.” After Steph left, Zack turned to me, his expression softening. “I hope that puts an end to it.” “Me too,” I replied, feeling a bit more at ease. “Thank you for handling that with me.” As the days went by, Zack and I continued to grow closer. We went on more romantic outings, like a

Sara’s POV With that affirmation, Zack leaned in, capturing my lips in another searing kiss. This time, the urgency was tempered with a newfound tenderness, a promise of care and respect. We moved together, exploring each other with gentle touches and whispered words of affection, but Zack was careful not to push too far. As we lay together on the couch, our kisses and touches growing more heated, I suddenly pulled back, my eyes filled with uncertainty. “Zack, I… I don’t think I’m ready for this. Not yet.” Zack immediately stopped, concern and understanding in his eyes. “It’s okay, Sara. We don’t have to do anything you’re not ready for. I’m here for you, no matter what.” I felt a wave of relief wash over me at his words. “Thank you, Zack. I just… need a little more time.” He nodded, pulling me into a gentle embrace. “Take all the time you need. I’ll be here.” We spent the rest of the evening in each other’s arms, the intimacy of our connection growing deeper with each p

Sara’s POV I did not know when I slept off but I woke up later, feeling groggy and more irritated than ever. The events of the past few days had left me emotionally drained. My mind kept circling back to Steph’s suspicious behavior and the phone call from Nora. I couldn't shake the feeling that something was terribly wrong. As I got up from the bed, I decided to go downstairs, hoping to clear my head. I walked into the kitchen and stopped short when I saw Steph standing by the counter, her back to me. She was on the phone, speaking in a low, conspiratorial tone. “I’ll keep an eye on her,” Steph said, her voice dripping with malice. “Yes, I’ll monitor their movements and report back to you. Don’t worry.” She let out a sinister laugh, sending a chill down my spine. My anger flared, and I took a step forward. “Steph, who are you talking to?” Steph jumped, nearly dropping her phone. She turned to face me, her expression shifting from shock to feigned innocence. “Sara! I didn’t