All Chapters of SERVING MR CEO AT MIDNIGHT FOR FOURTEEN DAYS. 21+: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

LUCIEN'S POINT OF VIEW.“Excuse me?” The bastard asked with a groan. He looked like he’d been mauled by a crazed, deranged lunatic.Good.“I said, you’re off to a mad house, Killian,” I said, bending to my feet with a mocking groan as I smiled down at him. We made eye contact, his and mine, unflinching.“You piece of shit.” He said, but he was barely audible, probably because my bat hit something really bad. “I don’t know who the fuck you think you are, but if this is because Sloane finally broke up with you and decided to get with me, I think you should just accept that she’s finally over your sorry ass and with a real man.”I laughed hysterically at that, actually hunching over in pure bliss at how amusing he sounded. “What did you say?” I said between laughs. “My Sloane did what?”“I said she left you for me. That hurt?” He laughed and groaned due to the pain. The sound of him in pain felt satisfactory to me, deeply satisfying. “I’ll make sure to fuck her good in your absence.” H

AMARA’S POINT OF VIEW.“Amara.” My mother gasps in shock, her face contorting in horror; the complete opposite of the blissful one that she had earlier, much to my horror.Someone please tell me there’s bleach for the mind, so I can scrub this from my memory box immediately. Scratch that, what I need is something I can take to wipe my memory.Someone please!“Amara, turn around.” My dad gasps, and frankly, he didn’t have to tell me, because I turned around the second my mother confirmed my horror.My mom and dad were in bed…together….doing the thing Ace and I do very often. “My parents were doing the thing, Ace and I do. Which—fine, karma, I deserved that. But somewhere under the horror and the desperate need to bleach my eyeballs, there was this… spark. Like maybe the universe was finally setting something right, just in the most traumatising way possible.”What the fuck?!“Please, someone explain what the hell I just saw?” I said, my hands rubbing at my eyes like the frantic motion

AMARA’S POINT OF VIEW.He looked down at me with a smirk before bending so he could capture my lips in a soft kiss. If there was anything I knew about Ace, it was how much he enjoyed kissing me. The guy just cannot get enough of my lips, and who am I to deny him?I kissed him back with as much passion and….well, love, smiling against his lips, as he grabbed my ass, before smacking it. I gasped at the hot contact against my flesh, and Ace took that chance to insert his tongue into my mouth. The moment our tongues connected, he groaned into my mouth and kissed with even more passion. I followed his lead, letting him pull me further into the daze he always keeps me in. A few minutes later, he pulled away from me, choosing to feast on my neck instead, as he kissed my neck and shoulders with equal passion as earlier. “Ace.” I giggled at the ticklish feel of his slight stubble prickling against my neck. “That tickles.”“Hmm, baby.” He groaned, the sound deep and guttural. “I missed you.”

ACE'S POINT OF VIEW.I smiled against her hair and pulled away slowly so I could continue with what I was saying. I knew she wouldn’t turn me away; she wasn’t like Micheala….I remembered the girl I thought I loved back in middle school, and her reaction when I told her about it. She proceeded to vomit on my shoes and tell the rest of our classmates that I was a damaged boy.Valerian pulled me out of that school the moment he found out about it, not even considering the principal’s offer to have the kids who bullied me expelled. I still remember what my mother looked like. Although the memory was jarring, I could picture her face as clearly as eight-year-old me would remember. Her hair always looked as dark as the night sky, and would be oiled with something that had jasmine in it.She always had on really heavy, cakey makeup. No matter the time of day, her face would be contorted with different colours to conceal how hideous she looked underneath. I remembered how her laugh sounds,

SLOANE’S POINT OF VIEW.The air around us shifted as I looked into his eyes. I could tell instantly that something was wrong. The hue in his eyes appeared darker than I’d ever seen before. My mind screamed to me once again that my boyfriend was not okay. With a gulp, and my nerves on edge, I softly caressed his leather-clad shoulders;“Lucien…..are you alright?” He looked straight at me, but it felt like he wasn’t seeing me. I gulped again, but didn’t let up on my gentle caress on his shoulders. Standing on my tippy toes, I softly pecked his cheek and massaged the hair on the spot close to his neck. The contact seemed to snap him out of it, because I could hear him release a grunt before he pulled me much closer to him.He groaned into my neck as he kissed a path up and down the trail. I shuddered against him, my hands now on his chest as I tried to push him slightly away.“Lucien….wait? What's going on?” I whispered against his neck. He pulled away slightly, the dark hue in his eyes