Semua Bab Stranded on an Island with Mr. CEO: Bab 41 - Bab 50

Ariana's POV Nathaniel's eyes widened, darkening with a mix of surprise and raw desire as he watched my hands tug the ties loose. The fabric parted easily, and I reached inside, wrapping my fingers around his thickening cock. It was already half-hard, warm and heavy in my palm, the skin smooth over the rigid length. I pulled it free, letting it bob in the cool night air, the head flushing deeper red as blood rushed in."Ariana..." he murmured, voice rough, but he didn't pull away. Instead, his hand came to rest on my head, fingers threading through my hair and just holding, as if anchoring himself. I leaned forward, parting my lips to drag my tongue along the underside from base to tip, tasting the salty bead of pre-cum that had gathered at the slit. He groaned, hips twitching forward involuntarily.Okay, I think I am doing something right. Emboldened, I took the head into my mouth, sucking gently at first, my tongue swirling around the sensitive ridge. His cock swelled against my

Nathaniel's POV I was alone on the beach, the fire flickering low, holding a woman who might never open her eyes again. I have spent my entire life being the man with the answers. At the company, I am the one people look to when the stocks tumble or the contracts fail. I’ve always been able to think my way out of a crisis. But sitting here on the cold sand, with Ariana’s head lolling against my chest, I felt a level of uselessness that tasted like ash. A hot, stinging sensation gathered in my eyes. I blinked, and a tear tracked through the soot and salt on my cheek. I was shocked. I couldn't remember the last time I had cried. Not when my father berated me as a child, not when the pressure of the firm felt like it would crush my ribs. But this? This was different. I have never felt this much love for someone, not like this. My heart didn’t just ache; it felt like it was being physically torn out of my chest. I looked out at the ocean, hating its vastness. Hating the way it just ke

Ariana's POV"So, what happened?"My father stood at the foot of my bed, his arms crossed over his chest, looking at me like I was a car that had been returned with a dent in the bumper."Why didn't you say you were traveling somewhere via flight before you left?" he asked, his voice low and accusatory.I leaned back against the thin hospital pillows, feeling a wave of exhaustion. "I had no time to tell you in advance, Dad. It was an emergency thing. I had to leave for the firm.""Hmm," he grunted, his eyes narrowing. "And didn't you worry about what I was going to do? You went on that flight without sending me the money I was expecting. I have bills, Ariana. People were calling me."I felt a coldness settle in my chest, a strength I didn't know I had before the island. I looked him dead in the eye, my voice steady. "Didn't you worry when you heard I was on an aircraft that crashed? Didn't you worry when the news said I was missing and probably dead?"He blinked, visibly surprised tha

Nathaniel’s POVI stood with my back to my mahogany desk, staring out the floor-to-ceiling windows of my office. From the twenty-first floor, Manhattan looked like a meticulously designed toy set. It was magnificent, organized, and entirely too loud. Even through the soundproof glass, I felt like I could hear the city’s noise.We had crashed on a speck of land in the Sulu Sea—a small, volcanic island called Pulau Sigamat. It wasn't on most tourist maps, and even the local fishermen avoided it due to the unpredictable currents. Now, looking at the busyness of New York, I missed the green of the jungle so much it felt like a physical ache.Since my return, I had been buried in a mountain of paperwork. Deals had stalled, signatures were missing, and the board had been in a state of mild panic. I was behind on everything, but at least the empire was still standing.A soft knock at the door startled me. My new secretary, a woman named Lily who seemed to vibrate with nervous energy, peeked

Nathaniel's POV I walked out of the hospital wing in a complete haze. My security detail had finally caught up, their heavy footsteps echoing behind me, but I didn’t pay them any mind. I felt like I was moving through thick fog.I’ve never felt so lost. I knew I had the resources to find her—private investigators, tech experts, enough money to buy the city’s cooperation—but the question wasn't how, it was why. Why did she leave? After everything we shared on that island, did she really think she had to run from me? I would give anything just to feel the brush of her soft lips against mine again, to hear her laugh at my stiff attitude. I wondered, with a sharp pang in my chest, if I was really destined to be alone for the rest of my life.When I reached the main lobby, the quiet atmosphere was shattered by a loud, brutish voice. I stopped, my instincts clicking into place."I want to see the CCTV! Right now!" a man was shouting at the reception desk. He was a large, scary looking man