All Chapters of The C.E.O's Weakness : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

The cab ride back was quiet, save for the low rumble of the engine. I wrapped my arms tightly around myself, trying to fight off the chill. The thin shirt I wore did nothing against the cold night breeze that slipped through the cracked window. I’ve always been painfully sensitive to cold, yet too stubborn to do anything about it most times. With a tired sigh, I pressed the button to raise the window. First day. It had only been the first day, and already my life felt completely overturned. I could still feel the phantom bite of the cuffs on my wrists, the ache in my neck from how he had arched my back, the deep soreness inside me. Even now, alone in the back of this cab, my skin remembered his touch. It made me shudder violently. The bright, buzzing city lights gradually faded as we left the sophisticated downtown and entered the quiet suburbs. The streets here were dimly lit by only a few scattered bulbs. I had almost never slept at this house ever since Mom got sick. I rarely

“More than thirty minutes late, Asher.” His voice came from right beside me, sending sharp shivers racing down my spine. My head snapped toward him. His chin was propped high, staring down at me with that brazen, intimidating intensity that always made my stomach tighten. “I—” I opened my mouth, but the words refused to come out. My eyes were glued to his face. Older men were indeed very attractive. I hated how handsome he was. It robbed me of any resentment I wanted to hold onto for his shitty personality. “Is this where you live?” he asked, irritation clear in his tone. “And who is that man you were with?” His questions came almost too quickly, like anger was building. I couldn’t tell what annoyed him more — that I was poor, or that I was sharing a home with another man. “That’s my brother,” I lied through my teeth. It was the only reasonable thing to do. Otherwise, I’d have to go through the embarrassing and humiliating pain of explaining why I was sleeping at a friend’s house

.The man pulled the diamond ring up high, holding it for everyone to see. The entire table gasped audibly. I felt my blood run cold, draining from my face all the way down to my feet. How could— how is that possible? I stared wide-eyed at the spectacle that had just been pulled from the breast pocket of my suit. I was completely at a loss for words. “You can never really trust these peasants,” the grey-headed woman spat. “A snake may shed its skin, but its venom remains.” She spoke like she was hinting at something else — at someone else in the room. “It was right beside me,” Lieutenant Vance pressed a hand to his chest, his voice climbing with genuine distress. “I would have assumed I’d misplaced it somewhere. My God — if my wife had heard… our wedding ring—” He shook his head. For a man who dined with government officials and made decisions that affected real people, he was remarkably close to tears over a piece of jewelry. I couldn’t just stand there and accept the blame. I di

He caressed my face with his thumb, rubbing his cum in slow, deliberate circles across my skin before pushing it into my mouth. “That was fun,” he said, his voice edged with deep satisfaction and pleasure. I couldn’t look up at him. I also couldn’t push him away. This was exactly what I had signed up for — to be his sex slave. He would have me wherever he wanted, whenever he wanted, and however he wanted. It didn’t matter how I felt about it. He finally released my face from his grip, letting me fall back onto the bed. I was already slumped, tired and exhausted. He got up and made his way to the bathroom. My body ached. My knees trembled as I lay shamelessly on his bed, legs spread apart, used and broken. I couldn’t explain why I was folding this much — begging, crying, shaking. The thought jolted me with shame and embarrassment. I was almost pissed off. Annoyed with him, but mostly with myself. Yet I couldn’t control it. Kai’s dominating aura, his hands, his voice, his build, his

It made sense not to leave tonight. I won’t say I wasn’t hesitant — it was too deep into the night to wander out there anyway. But tomorrow… tomorrow I would leave. I looked up at him. He was still blocking the exit, one hand resting on the door, holding it shut. I had practically gotten out of house arrest only to get arrested again in Kai’s room. “Fine,” I said, my shoulders dropping in defeat. I walked over to the couch, sat down, and took off my shoes, then my pants. I lay quietly, resting my head on the pillow as I watched him climb into his massive bed wearing only underwear. He was shirtless. I don’t understand him. Today he was chasing me out of his room, tomorrow he was insisting I stay. I shut my eyes, completely exhausted from the day’s activities. It had been an entire roller-coaster — surprises packed and hidden into every single minute. I tried to sleep, but the only thing I could think about was Mum. The last time I saw the doctor, he had told me about the new treatme