All Chapters of SERVING MR CEO AT MIDNIGHT FOR FOURTEEN DAYS. 21+: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

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THE LOST HEIRESS.

SLOANE'S POINT OF VIEW.The lights felt too bright.All I could focus on was the loud ringing in my ears, as I stood on the huge stage with the rest of the cast. For some reason, Seraphina had walked on stage as well and stood beside Ace, her expression stony. It felt as though the lights burned my eyelids, making me feel like they were bleeding and on fire, as my head pounded with a massive headache.What’s wrong with me?My body feels like it’s underwater, heavy and slow, every movement a delayed echo, rippling through me like I’d been hit by a massive wave.Applause ripples in the distance, but it sounds muffled and warped, like I’m hearing it through glass walls. My body feels like it’s lifting, and all I want to do is collapse.I blink. Once. Twice. The velvet curtain looms before me, and my chest rises and falls too quickly. I shouldn’t feel like this.A whisper coils in the back of my head, a phantom voice I almost recognise. I barely hear it through my jagged breathing, but by

Last Updated : 2025-11-11

THE FRENZY.

SLOANE'S POINT OF VIEW.Before I could even blink, they rushed towards us with their cameras and microphones, their gazes excited and eager for the next big scoop or juicy details. “Sloane, did you know about this?” One asked, jutting his microphone to my lips, almost shoving it on my face. Before I could ever speak, Lucien rushed on stage and pushed the reporter back. “Can’t you see she’s in fucking shock? Step the fuck back!” He snarls at them and pulls me to his side protectively. Even as I hid behind him, I could see their flashing lights as they took pictures of everything and everyone on stage.“Mr Valerian…care to explain how all this happened? We would like to know how you found out about this. And how sure are you?”“You really believe this fucking fake? Where’s your proof that she’s really your daughter?” Roxanne yells from where she sits, her face red with what looks like shock.“I brought proof.” Valerian- my Father exclaims, and I see him reach into his breast pocket,

Last Updated : 2025-11-12

DADDY TROUBLES.

SLOANE’S POINT OF VIEW.Lucien places me gently on the soft, cushion-like couch backstage, and kisses my forehead softly before asking;“Are you okay? Any panic attacks?”“No, I’m just….this is so weird,” I reply, a humourless chuckle escaping my lips, as I clutch the sides of the couch tightly.“Do you want anything? I can have them leave if you need them to.” He offers, but for some reason….I wanted to know the truth.Before I can tell him not to worry, Valerian, Ms Vale, Seraphina, and Ace walk through the curtains, their footsteps soft as they walk closer to us.“Sloane.” Valerian breathes out, but Lucien isn’t having it, because he rises to his feet and fixes Valerian with a harsh glare.“Do you realise what you’ve done? She’s fucking scared, and it’s all because you didn’t fucking think before acting.”“Believe me, this was the best way we could have gone. We spoke to a specialist, and he advised us to tread carefully because of the hypnosis you were under. If we had done anyt

Last Updated : 2025-11-12

A SHAM OF AN ENGAGEMENT.

SLOANE’S POINT OF VIEW.My throat bobbed from the force of my harsh swallow. It felt like my ears were bleeding, like I wasn’t in a real place, like my father….the man I thought had raised me from the moment I was born up till now, was speaking such words to me, and in such a tone. Especially when he had never spoken like this to me.Ever.“And now that your pathetic little family has reunited, just know this, I’m coming for what’s rightfully mine, even if I have to fucking snuff you out by finally finishing what I started years ago, I’ll fucking do it. And no one, not Valerian, not Genevieve, not your fucking Ravenscroft boyfriend, who I have had to fucking work for all this time, will save you from me. All that fortune, it will be mine! And a spoiled brat like you will never take it away from me.“But why….why did you do all this?““You already know why… as the right questions, Sloane.”“What could have possibly made this the best movie? How did starting a fire, almost killing thre

Last Updated : 2025-11-13

BECOMING RICH.

SLOANE’S POINT OF VIEW.A FEW DAYS LATER.It’s been three days since it felt like my world had cracked open, and for the first time in forever, I feel as though I can finally breathe again. I haven’t gone back to my….well, Reginald’s house ever since the night of the play. It felt wrong to even think about setting foot in there, let alone spending a night there.My entire life was a lie, and I don’t even know how to deal with it.Instead, I’d been staying with Amara. Lucien didn’t like it, though; he wanted me to come with him to his house, but the thought of spending the night under the same roof as Eldric Ravenscroft… it didn’t feel right for some reason.I placed my AirPods in my ears, blocking out the outside world, as music blasted in my ears. All I wanted to do was hide….at least for some time. It felt like I was in a dream, and in a few hours, I’d wake up from the nightmare.Valerian has been quite literally everywhere I turn. He’s showing up at Amara’s place, wanting to talk t

Last Updated : 2025-11-13

CLAPBACK/DINNER AT EIGHT.

SLOANE'S POINT OF VIEW.I lowered my voice low enough to make her lean in to actually hear what I said. “You sure have a lot to say for someone who isn’t wearing the right uniform anymore.”Her victorious smile faltered immediately at that, her eyes widening in shock at my words. I guess she thought no one would notice the change.“What happened?” I asked, feigning interest. “Daddy’s money no longer long enough to afford the scarlet uniform? I guess things must be really rough back home. I guess this is what happens when you no longer have Lucien’s name or shadow helping you with those deals in daddy’s company.”She drops her hands at her sides, clenching them into fists.“You know what? I can have my dad, you know, the Valerian Everhart, billionaire, mogul, all-around rich man, invest in your father’s company. You know, he has a few measly millions to give out to the less fortunate. I’m sure a couple million will help you guys at home.”“Who the hell do you even think you are?!”“Som

Last Updated : 2025-11-14

CHAOS SERVED BURNING HOT.

AMARA’S POINT OF VIEW.A FEW DAYS PRIOR…..I stood in front of my mirror, dressed in the same pink dress Ace had fucked me in last night, my nerves thrumming in my veins, spiking my heart rate. I drew in a large exhale and tried not to cringe at the sight before me. I looked like my father’s perfect princess.I hated it.Being the daughter of a mistress was horrible. I was everything my stepmother hated, especially because my father actually still loves my mother, even after being married to her for the past thirty years. I didn’t miss her glares every time I walked past, or the way she tried to get my father to hate me, or throw me out of the house. I didn’t spend every day in this cold mansion because of her, preferring rather to stay with my mother in her small, crammed apartment fit for only one person.I would take the roaches and bugs any day in comparison to the cold walls and cold sneers of my father’s wife and her thirteen-year-old son, who doted on his mother’s every word.

Last Updated : 2025-11-14

DINNER WITH THE DEVIL.

AMARA'S POINT OF VIEW.The dining room was Caroline’s shrine. The expensive chandeliers, dishes, cutlery, the curtains, everything blended so out of place, that it almost resembled a horror movie. Today, she chose to mix emerald and yellow together… two of my favourite colours, but she used them in such an awkward way that all I could do was stare in distaste at how everything looked.“Oh, wonderful.” Her voice rang out from where she stood, directing the staff on where to drop the crystal wine glasses. She liked to show off, especially when we had guests, because for some reason, she needed them to know that we were rich. It was so off-putting, but I always sat back and watched her embarrass herself every time.“Caroline…? What is this?” My father asked, as he stared at the dining table with surprise. He hated it too, I could tell in the way his shoulders tightened. He had since let go of my hand and put on the same aloof, hateful expression he had towards me whenever she was in the

Last Updated : 2025-11-15

THE DEVIL TAKES HIS SEAT

AMARA'S POINT OF VIEW..I turned so fast, I was partially shocked about how my neck hadn’t popped from its socket. He looked like the embodiment of sin and danger, dressed in his black leather jacket and black boots. His black hair looked wild and unruly on his head as he walked over to where I now stood. He flashed me the same wild smile that had me feeling breathless the first time we met.“Hey, Vixen.” He breathed, pushing Julian out of the way without even sparing him a glance. His dark eyes were focused on mine as he looked at the pink dress I wore with a smirk and heat. “Ace,” I whispered, my heart pounding in my ears as I took him in. He felt like a dream. I was almost scared of closing my eyes, because I thought he would disappear if I did.His hand connected with my palm as he pulled me closer to him, and all of a sudden, it was just me and him in the dining room; everyone else faded into dust. “What are you doing here?”“I said I’d crash the party, remember?”Well, yeah…But

Last Updated : 2025-11-15

ASHES AND FUNERALS.

THEO’S POINT OF VIEW.Black umbrellas lined the chapel cathedral as the sound of wailing women filled the air. I wanted to cut my own ears off at the sound. The priest droned on and on about how great Phillip Kingswell was, about how kind he was, and how he was currently in the bosom of heaven.It almost made me smile, because I knew one thing they didn’t: Phillip was in hell, and he would rot there for eternity. I would give anything to hear his screams of agony, the very ones my mother and sister had for years, up until I ended that fucker.“We can be assured that a man as good and honourable as Phillip will be dearly remembered for his good works and how kind he was to everyone around him. Our thoughts and prayers will be with his family in this trying time.” The priest said, making me think about how every single person here knew in one way or another that my mother had been suffering under that tyrant’s thumb, but instead of offering a helping hand, chose to look away.My materna

Last Updated : 2025-11-16

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