All Chapters of The CEO: My Baby's Father : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Penelope hadn't planned to visit Wilson's home as well. But she decided to take his offer and was welcomed in.She chatted with him for a long time, chatting with Demetria in between, and then finally it was seven pm.By the time Penelope stepped out of Wilson’s house, the sky had already deepened into evening.She paused at the gate, adjusting her tote bag on her shoulder as she let out a quiet breath. The warmth from inside still clung to her skin, the easy laughter, the calm conversation, the simple comfort of being somewhere that didn’t feel so heated.Wilson had insisted she stay a little longer.“Just dinner,” he had said.And that was how she stayed longer.“You sure you don’t want me to walk you?” Wilson asked from behind her, leaning slightly against the doorframe.Penelope turned, offering him a soft smile.“I’m sure. It’s just a few blocks.”He hesitated, then nodded, “Text me when you get in.”She raised a brow, amused, “Yes, sir.”He chuckled. “I’m serious.”“I know,” she

Marcus’s eyes stayed on the brooding Calvin and his lips twitched. What was the need of coming here, if they were not allowed to have some fun!Marcus, ever the instigator, walked closer to him with his perpetual smile widening as he nudged Calvin's arm. "Come on, man. You can't keep pining over whosoever girl. Look around, plenty of women are here tonight who could make you forget her.”Calvin gave him an exasperated look, downing the glass of alcohol, “I'm not in the mood.”“You don't have to be. She will handle that,” he winked.Calvin's gaze drifted across the room, as the whiskey burned a path down his throat, trying to focus on his friend's words, but his mind kept slipping back to Penelope's blue eyes and her amazing figure.Then, amidst the throng, he spotted her — a woman with long wavy blonde hair cascading over her shoulders, her body moving with hypnotic grace to the beat. She seemed to embody the raw energy of the night, her tight red dress hugging every curve, accentuat

Penny was beyond mortified. What was wrong with him?! She looked behind to see some co - workers now staring at them and her heart sank.No.No. She couldn't let this happen. She didn't want anyone to think she had anything involved with this man. And gathering all the strength she could muster, she yanked her hand off his and hurried away, not even caring to look back.Behind her, Calvin remained still as he watched her. His amber eyes followed her retreating figure as if committing every of her hurried steps to memory.Then, his mouth tilted into a dangerous smirk and he murmured under his breath, almost amused,“Run, then.”Like a man entertaining a challenge.Penny had reached her workspace, with her chest heaving like she had run a marathon.Wilson's worried eyes followed her as she walked to her seat.“Penny? Is everything okay? Why’re you panting so hard?”She swallowed, trying to steady herself. Then her eyes met Wilson's. What would she tell him? That their boss tried to sedu

The weekend arrived slowly to Penny, but quite quickly for Demetria.To Penny, because she couldn't bear being in the proximity of Calvin and couldn't wait to run, and for Demetria because she enjoyed her work.Penelope stared at her reflection one last time before Demetria dragged her out of the apartment like a determined storm wrapped in lipstick and noise.Today, they were going out.“You’re not staying inside to overthink a man,” Demetria declared, already halfway into her heels. “Christ, Penny! All you do is daydream about him all day.”“I don't daydream about him,” Penelope muttered, with her face flaming red.“You were staring at the ceiling like it was your long lost lover."“…I was resting.”“Resting my foot. Let’s go.”And just like that, Penelope was ushered into the outside world.The restaurant Demetria chose sat tucked between a busy street with glowing signage and warm lights refecting across the floors. It wasn’t too loud, nor too quiet. It was just…great in its own

The weekend passed swiftly to make way for mighty Monday. Another day Penelope dreaded. Mondays had to be the worst day of the week.The city outside Dawnat Headquarters was already awake, already sharp, already moving like it had somewhere important to be. Inside the company, everything was more controlled though.Penelope stepped into the building with her usual quiet caution, adjusting the strap of her bag as she walked through reception.Today she wore a coat over her corporate gown as the weather was a bit cooler today.Penelope, unknowingly to her, seemed to catch a lot of her co-workers' attention, as her eyes were on her phone while walking in.“She could pass as a model.”“I always wished I could have blue eyes.”“She doesn't even need makeup. She just radiates.”But Penelope of course didn't hear it as her attention wasn't on them. But one person did.Victoria. Her eyes trained on the cynosure and they narrowed.When Penelope reached her floor, Wilson was already there. He h