All Chapters of SERVING MR CEO AT MIDNIGHT FOR FOURTEEN DAYS. 21+: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

LUCIEN’S POINT OF VIEW.Ghost.That’s the first word blaring in my mind as I stand face to face with the entity that’s supposed to be my mother. But it can't be my mother. She can never be my mother. Because my mother died…..I clutched her cold, still hands as my grandmother pulled me away from the doctors dressed in white coats, masks covering their faces, working on her body……she’s a ghost….a fucking ghost.‘Mom….” I asked, staring at my mommy as she knits away at a sweater. I told her I wasn’t cold, but Mommy never listens to me. “I want ice cream.” I pouted, my small hand gripping onto hers so she stilled in her work. She sighs, releasing an exaggerated sound, and I know what's gonna come next.‘Lucien…you already had some an hour ago.” I mimic, saying words with her. She pauses with her mouth slightly agape. With a giggle, I stuck my tongue out and took a running. “Lucien!” She calls from behind me, and soon after, the sound of her running after me hits my ears, forcing me to s

SLOANE’S POINT OF VIEW.Have you ever been hit by a truck?No?Well, I haven’t, but if I were, it would feel exactly as right now. My muscles screamed in pain, my belly rumbled in hunger; I fought to open my eyes… basically, it felt like I was in hell.“Sloane….” I heard someone calling from far away as I stirred, the dark haze clearing bit by bit as I opened my eyes inch by inch. “Can you hear me?” The person called again, but I got a whiff of his garlic breath….and I wanted to puke.“Move,” I said, but it came out muffled from how uncomfortable I was, and because I felt him literally hover. “What was that?” he asked, dropping his face even closer to mine, and I almost screamed….I would have screamed if I had an ounce of energy in me.“She wants you to back the hell up.” I heard someone else say….But I still hadn’t opened my eyes, because my lids felt like they weighed a ton. “Oh.” The person squeaked, and finally, I felt him move away; and fresh, ungarlicy air wafted in my nostri

SLOANE’S POINT OF VIEW.A YEAR LATER.“Whew…I guess that’s it for college applications.” I groaned, my bones screaming for exhaustion as I plopped onto the chair beside Lucien. Seraphina snickered as Theo fed her from the bowl of diced apples after dipping them in ice cream. “I don’t even know why you bother with applications,” Lucien remarked, lifting me from the seat beside him and onto his thigh. “You know one phone call from your father would get you the top spot in whatever school you want, right?”“Yeah….I know.” I giggled at the feel of his stubble poking at my jaw as he kissed a trail up my neck. “But still, I want to do this right. My grades should be more than enough to get me qualified, so I want to do this as everyone else does. If I weren’t the daughter of the Valerian, I would want to know if I would get the spot.”“You’re better than me.” Amara laughed, sipping on the mango ice cream smoothie she managed to concoct after multiple horrible attempts in the kitchen. It wa

KAI’S POINT OF VIEW. TEN YEARS LATER….KAI IS NOW THIRTY YEARS OLD, SO THIS IS FAR INTO THE FUTURE….. Stepping into the club, the music blasting from the speakers could send my heart into overdrive…But I need this. The thrill, the sight of midnight ballerinas swinging off the poles while I, the owner of the club, walk around with enough anonymity, because no one knows who I am. Being a billionaire, I’ve been made to hide my life…to hide the person I really am because of my father’s no longer low enough profile. The sick fucker’s running for president of the United States, and because of that, I have had to pretend I'm normal, that the thought of someone as sick as Earl Sawyer running for any political office didn’t leave my blood rushing, and bile coming up my throat. I was scared for the people, because my father is nothing but a fucking thief…a degenerate who cannot keep anything off his sight. Women, money, drugs….name it. If he saw it and felt he wanted it, he didn’t care who ob

AURORA’S POINT OF VIEW.“A private dance….um…” I stuttered, my hands still trembled at the thought of Kai in that crowd. He represented everything I have tried to keep buried, to hide….but seeing him here, one glance….it was enough to bring the past five years of pain back….and I wanted to drown in the heartache. “Yes,” Greyson grunted. Licking my dry lips, I looked around for a second, thinking Kai would suddenly jump out or materialize from nothing and pounce on me. “I am really tired…..Can’t I just head home and allow Vickie to take care of this instead?’ He still didn’t look at me; rather, he kept his gaze above my head. I couldn’t even see what he thought, because the man wore sunglasses and had a stoic expression on his face at all times. “No.” “Please, Greyson….I can cut you half of tonight’s earnings if you want.” I offered. I was so desperate. Although that money would have gone in support of mom’s medical treatment, I couldn’t risk seeing Kai….not tonight, not ever. Too