All Chapters of The CEO'S Forbidden Protection : Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

Two weeks ago.The plan was simple. One glass,just one,of something strong. Anything strong enough to burn the edge off the thought that is creeping in. Then I’d go home, crawl into my bed, and hope that for once, sleep didn’t feel like a battlefield.It had been weeks...months even,since I’d last set foot anywhere that wasn’t work related. My calendar was choked up.But tonight, I told myself a little change won't hurt, even though it might be for just a few hours. I needed the illusion of freedom.I told myself I won't be going to any club, that wasn't what i needed. I’d promised myself I wouldn’t step foot into one again. Clubs are too loud, too crowded, and packed with too many spoiled sons and daughters of money throwing their names around to get what they want. Not that I wasn’t guilty of being one of them, but at least I knew how to carry the weight of mine. So I chose a quiet bar tucked away in the corner of the city. It was the kind of place where a man could drink in silenc

My phone kept buzzing nonstop.At first, I ignored it.The leather couch under me was worn in all the right places, and the late afternoon sunlight spilling through my blinds painted the room in streaks of gold. For the first time in a long time, everything was quiet. I wasn't working, No gunfire echoing in the back of my skull. No pounding footsteps behind me or me chasing anyone and no Logan barking orders in my ear. Just a comfortable silence.I needed to rest for at least three months. And that’s what I’d been promised. After years of contracts, after bleeding and sweating in countries where most people couldn’t even point to on a map, I had finally negotiated a break. And I was going to take it and make the most of it.Or at least, I thought I was.The buzzing went on, relentless, like a mosquito that refused to die. I groaned in annoyance and grabbed the phone and answered without looking at the caller's ID“Pierce.”“Ethan.”Logan’s voice.My stomach sank. My boss wasn’t the ki

It's been two whole days.That was how long it had been since I stepped into Alexander Blackwood’s office and saw him again. I promised myself I’d treat him like every other assignment, nothing more than a job . I've spent the last two days battling with myself.I haven't been able to get over him, since our little encounter at Dunn's Haven. Which is a little frustrating cause my job does not go well when it's mixed with pleasure,and that said pleasure involves a client. Why did it have to be him of all people, something I keep asking myself since I stepped into that office.It's been two long frustrating days of trying not to think about our bathroom encounter And painfully failing at it .I hated myself for it, the way memories slipped into my head when I least expected it. His hand gripping the back of my neck. The sweet sound he made while I kissed his soft plumb and beautiful lips . The taste of whiskey when his mouth crushed mine. Every damn detail haunted me, refusing to let go

The hotel suite was quiet except for the steady hum of the city outside. Tokyo’s night bled in through the floor to ceiling windows. everything about this place is exactly as it should be seeing as it's a five star hotel meant for the likes of Alex. I meant the kids from money.I let the bathroom door shut behind me, steam clinging to my skin like a second layer. My body really needed the shower to take away the tiredness. My towel was knotted around my waist and my hair was still damp and dripping over my temple, muscles loose from the scalding water I’d just stood under for way too long. But none of it helped. The shower hadn’t washed away the problem, hadn’t burned out the memory of the way Alexander Blackwood kept looking at me with those pretty eyes.Speaking of the devil.Alex was stretched out on the couch of the suite’s living room, his shirt undone halfway, sleeves rolled up, giving me a view of his sexy arms, a glass of whiskey dangling between his fingers. His gaze slid laz

I hated that I had agreed to this. That I was even dressed up for this was annoying the hell out of me. I'm about to walk into a restaurant to meet some woman I have no interest in at all, just because my dearest father thought me marrying a woman would “fix” me and send the gay in me packing.Tonight is going to be another terrible and uncomfortable one , just like the ones before this.The worst part in all this was, Ethan wasn’t here. Which is also because of me.I had refused him when he reminded me earlier that it was his job to protect me at all time blah blah blah. So I told him this was “a private family arrangement” and not his concern. Truth was, I couldn’t stomach the idea of him standing in the corner, watching me sit across some strange girl, when all I thought about was him.Even with my point which might not be true but reasonable , he still insisted on coming so I told him I'll just go with Aiden Instead. And I did.“Sure you don’t want me to sit at the next table and k