All Chapters of SERVING MR CEO AT MIDNIGHT FOR FOURTEEN DAYS. 21+: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

LUCIEN’S POINT OF VIEW.I stared at the red note in my hand, the fresh one I’d picked from my car on my way here. I wanted to shred it, to set it ablaze, to take out my frustrations on the piece of paper, at least until I found the hands responsible for doing this.The contents of it left me feeling confused about its meaning. ‘She’s about to be mine now… It’s only a matter of agreements.’What the hell could that mean?Does this fucker think Sloane’s gonna be his?The thought drew a humourless smile from me, because I knew no one would take what’s mine from me. Fierce possessiveness flared in my chest as I flipped the note slowly, while staring at it like it was something interesting.It really was, though.Because for the life of me, it felt like I knew whose handwriting this was. I sent the previous note to my fingerprint expert, but as I expected, there were no prints on it. There was just something about the handwriting…it felt like I’d seen this before.My phone dinged with a

SLOANE’S POINT OF VIEW.I sat at the edge of my bedroom window, my gaze zeroed in on the spot where Lucien’s car had been not too long ago. My hands shook and trembled against my skin as I tried to rein in my breathing. The aftermath of the discovery about my possible engagement to Killian still left me feeling floored. All I wanted to do was scream, but Lucien had assured me that he would take care of it.Even at that, I could not shake the feeling of fear and dread in the lower parts of my belly. It felt like tonight would bring something horrible upon us. The rain droplets grew heavier, shaking the window where I sat, and enveloping the room with cold.I wrapped my blanket around me and tried to burrow myself into it. If I could hide in it til all this passed, I would be so freaking grateful. I’d like to convince myself that Lucien would not do anything crazy, that he would just speak to Killian civilly, and nothing crazy would result or ensue from their meeting tonight….But I kne

LUCIEN’S POINT OF VIEW.My knuckles were split open from the assault done by they had inflicted earlier, causing a deep burning pain in my hand as I sat. But I barely felt it; all I could see was the same image from earlier.Sloane, bloodied, pale, sickly….dying. My leg bounced against the side table as I tried to keep myself seated, as my skin suddenly grew burning hot; sweat lingered on the back of my neck, my forehead, and my clothes felt fucking damp.All I wanted to do was give in to the retching feeling in the back of my throat, gag, and release the contents of my earlier dinner all over the floor. But I had to steel myself, I had to snap out of it.Sloane was okay…she had to be okay….I wasn’t too late. Sloane wasn’t dying…she won’t be like mom, Lucien. She just can’t be like mom.You can save her. Eldric didn’t win, you’re still in time.“Would you like some water, sir?” That was all I heard from the young maid with a robotic smile on her face as she slightly bowed in front of

LUCIEN’S POINT OF VIEW.The house was silent again, as the hollow noises in my soul quietened with a dull ache. I wanted to scream, to fight, to break something, but instead, I silenced the roar of my demons and chose to welcome the soft caresses of Sloane’s hands against my back, as well as her soft kisses against my cheek. The silence in the mansion didn’t feel soothing.No.It felt like something had snapped, or broken, and no amount of air would fucking fix it.“How do you feel?” She asked, her voice soft and low, as she rubbed my back softly. I turned to her and stared into the blue eyes that were a small shade lighter than those of my mothers. They were part of what I loved most about her.Her eyes.They looked like the perfect shade of ocean water, the kind that you wanted to dive into and get lost in for all eternity. Not because you wanted to die, but because you knew that the waters would soothe any ache you suffered from.“Sloane.” All I could say was her name. No. Scratch

SLOANE’S POINT OF VIEW.It felt like my heart had stopped as I stared at his phone screen with a horrified expression. All I could feel was a searing feeling of hopelessness at the sight of the video that could very well ruin my life because of the hands that controlled it. If anyone else sees this…. I’ll be ruined.My dad, Seraphina, Lucien… everyone will be ruined because I was too reckless.Guilt settles in the deepest part of my stomach, as bile rises in the back of my throat. How would Dad react to this? The sight of him being disappointed did not sit well with me, and all of a sudden, the desire to get swallowed by the ground beneath my feet gripped me.I wanted to run away and hide. My earlier bravado had vanished in thin air because of this, and honestly, I don’t think I want to provoke the drunk and high bastard with my entire life in his hands.“Do you have any idea how many times I’ve watched this ever since it fell into my hands?” He drawled low beside my ear, the feel of