All Chapters of SERVING MR CEO AT MIDNIGHT FOR FOURTEEN DAYS. 21+: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

SERAPHINA’S POINT OF VIEW.A FEW DAYS AFTER THE FUNERAL.I stared at my phone with my lips between my teeth, my skin flush with nervousness as my finger hovered over Theo’s contact information. He hadn’t been to school ever since that day, and everyone had been brimming with the news of his father’s death. The horsemen weren’t at school either, so I couldn’t even ask anyone anything about his whereabouts.I was guessing that they had gone to show him some support at this time. The last time I’d seen Phillp Kingswell, he’d made my blood run cold with his dark eyes. They were almost soulless, like there was no thought behind them. I noticed the way his eyes ran over my body, like he was…fascinated at the sight.But not in a good way, it felt like he regarded me as a specimen to be split open and used for an experiment. I hated that.Ever since then, I’ve had to fight nightmares and found myself waking up in the middle of the night with a shudder.I hadn’t spoken to Theo ever since eith

SLOANE'S POINT OF VIEW.I walked hand in hand with Lucien as we climbed up the marble stairs of the Everhart mansion. Lucien had calmed me considerably in the car, drawing circles on the back of my hand momentarily as he drove. The second the mansion’s view came up as he drove closer, I wasn’t filled with nervousness anymore; rather, it was the anticipation of what tonight could bring.Since I’d discovered about Reginald, and all that he’d done, I’d come to terms with the betrayal, and realised that it was better to try and move on instead of concerning myself with a man that sought to cause me so much harm, while comforting me. Valerian, Ms Vale, Seraphina, and Ace were my new family….my real family; and I would do my part to get to know them.“It’s gonna be okay, baby,” Lucien said, tightening his grip on our joined hands. “Yeah….I’m gonna meet my real family tonight. I only hope shit doesn’t hit the fan.”“I’m here for you, no matter what.” He said, and I realised something. Lucie

SLOANE’S POINT OF VIEW.The past few days have felt somewhat….normal. At least, ever since my life felt like it had been imploded, twisted, and stitched back together ever since, well….everything. It was a Friday, and I was itching for the day to finally be over so I could enjoy my weekend. My mornings have been pretty quiet ever since I moved into the mansion.I don’t know why I expected it, but it was certainly not the calm and quiet that came with living with my parents, Seraphina, and Ace. Maybe I’d thought they would smother me with questions, or whatever else, but it was pretty cool for now.I tugged on the sleeve of Lucien’s hoodie, letting his scent comfort me as I tried to go over the torturous math class. It was another one of the hundreds of hoodies I’d managed to steal from my crazy boyfriend. I couldn’t help it.He smelled like cedar and wood, and sometimes, he smelled like the perfect blend of spices, which made me want to gobble him up. I had a feeling he knew I’d been

LUCIEN’S POINT OF VIEW.I walked hand in hand with my girl to my private locker room, my sweat clinging to my skin as the roar of the crowd in the arena dulled behind us. Opening the door, I let her in first, smirking at the red hue of her cheeks as she buried her face in her hands with a groan.“Lucien….how could you do that?”“Do what?” I asked, feigning oblivion as I smiled at her. She had the cutest look on her face as she marched over to the couch and plopped on it. “You know….that.” She grumbled, folding her hands on her midsection, making me smile again because I knew why I did that. Aside from the fact that my girl is the most beautiful creature in the universe, she was dressed in my clothes. It was like she was sending a message to the fuckers in this school that she was mine and mine alone.Well, everyone in their right minds would know that, but I don’t believe in doing something like this once. Nothing with her was too much.I sometimes felt the need to engrave it into th

ROXANNE’S POINT OF VIEW.My nails dug into my palms, creating crescent moon shapes as I bit my lip angrily. I stared at my uniform with disdain; the plain colours meant for the scholarship kids felt like salt on an injury as I tried my hardest not to scream.My name is Roxanne Lemaire; my grandmother’s last name was the name I’d chosen to take on because it felt exotic, perfect, luxurious. I was the fucking queen!Not Sloane fucking Bishop….oh right, Everhart!I should be the one wearing luxury clothes, driving that pink G-wagon, I should be the one with Lucien on my arm, I should be the one with the rich boyfriend, the rich parents, the wealth, the rich friends….everything! How did all this fucking happen????How did Sloane become the rich one, and I suddenly became the scholarship kid?How?I shivered at the stench of the walls. It might not reek to everyone else, but for some reason, to me, it felt like they smelled pungent of something I should hate. The sound of the phone ringin