All Chapters of Mr. CEO, Leave Me Breathless : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

“Shit! Shit! Shit!” My mind screamed, but my body wouldn’t move.I froze, unable to process what my boss was doing, his mouth crashing into mine like a storm I didn’t know how to withstand. His lips were hot, relentless, stealing every ounce of reason I had left.By the time my senses caught up, my trembling hands found his shoulders. I tried to push him away, but the effort was weak, more a plea than resistance.“Mr. Blake, uhmp! Hold on, hmm…” I turned my face desperately, gasping for escape. “Ethan!”But Ethan only tightened his grip, his hand cradling my head as if he owned me, forcing me to take every inch of his kiss. His tongue brushed against mine, and slowly, frighteningly, I felt myself drown in him. My resistance faltered, crumbling like sand against the tide.A fire spread through me, starting from the place his mouth claimed me and spilling recklessly through every nerve. My body, dormant and obedient moments ago, betrayed me. It was awake now, alive, craving something I

“What the hell is this? A resignation letter?” Ethan’s eyes went wide with shock, his voice cutting through the silence like a blade. “First, tell me the real reason you want to resign so I can even consider it, Selina.”My heart slammed against my ribs, each thud echoing in my ears. My stomach twisted, a sick knot of dread forming as if some hidden part of me already knew he had begun to suspect the truth I was desperate to keep buried.I forced myself to stand tall, even as my knees trembled, and handed him the envelope.My decision was final. I couldn’t stay here, not when my body was betraying me day by day, changing in ways I could no longer disguise.“I won’t open your resignation letter or approve it, not until you tell me the truth,” he said firmly, his tone sharper than the steel of a knife.“What do you mean? If you won’t even open it, then you’ll never know my reason. Just read it,” I snapped, irritation slipping into my voice no matter how hard I tried to stay calm.“I kno

“What?!” Nebreska and Sasha both shouted at the same time, totally shocked when I told them I was resigning. A couple of other people in the cafeteria glanced over, curious, but mostly they kept eating.Years ago, before I came here, Ethan had gone through executive assistants like they were disposable, constantly letting them go because nothing they did was ever good enough. The old Ethan Blake was basically a modern-day devil in a suit. His favorite pastime seemed to be making everyone miserable. Always angry, always demanding. Nobody lasted more than a month. Not until me.Not to brag, but I was the one who stuck around. He didn’t even have to speak. One look, one small gesture, and I already knew what he wanted. That was how we worked. People assumed I’d end up spending my entire career in that role. Honestly, I thought so too.“Selina, you’re really doing this?” Nebreska asked, her voice tight. “What if he offers you more money?”“And you think he hasn’t?” I replied, a little shar

If I’d known the weather would get this bad, I never would’ve left the office.The wipers struggled against the sheets of rain, but they could barely keep the windshield clear.“I think you should pull over until the rain lets up,” Selina suggested.“Stopping on a road like this could be worse.” My grip on the wheel tightened, eyes narrowing as the visibility dropped by the second.Eventually, I gave in and slowed to a stop. My gaze shifted to Selina. Her damp hair clung to her cheeks, drops of water running down her neck as she shifted uncomfortably in the seat.“Why the hell is your home road like this?” The frustration bled out before I could stop it. “No streetlights, no houses, no traffic. It’s like I drove us straight into a graveyard.”She turned her head, meeting my glare with quiet defiance. “I told you—it’s quiet where I live.”“Quiet?” A short, humorless laugh slipped from me. “This isn’t quiet. This is dangerous.”Her fingers curled in her lap. “I didn’t pick it because it

The restaurant was noisy, but I barely noticed. All I could focus on was Ingrid, sitting across from me with that stubborn look on her face.“You can’t just take this modeling job and expect the wedding next month to go smoothly,” I said, trying to keep my voice steady.She let out a short laugh. “It’s just a job, Ethan. You act like I’m canceling the whole thing.”“It’s not just a job,” I snapped. “We’ve been planning this for months! You think everything’s just going to fall into place while you’re off somewhere doing shoots?”Her eyes narrowed. “I’m sorry if I actually have a career. You think I’m supposed to drop everything just because you’re panicking over the schedule?”“Panicking?” My voice rose before I could stop it. “I’m trying to make sure we still have a wedding to go to!”She leaned forward, her tone sharp. “You’re making it sound like I don’t care. I do. But my life doesn’t revolve around this one day.”“Wow,” I said bitterly. “Good to know where your priorities are.”S