All Chapters of The Billionaire CEO wants me back But No More Second Chances: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Andrea's POVI pulled my Ford into the parking lot of Vault Bar and Nightclub just a few minutes after I had gotten off the phone with Marie.Why was I here? I wondered. Clearly, she was upset and pissed at me for how bossy I was. But if she was as drunk as she sounded on the phone, I wanted to be sure she was safe. Even if I had to confirm it myself. The club itself was hot, loud and rowdy when I walked in. Definitely not my kind of scene. A couple of dancing bodies jammed against me, with some of them trying to tease me to the dance floor. The air was thick with perfume, alcohol and sweat. I scanned the crowd, my jaw tight. The loud music kept pounding in my ears as I continued making my way through the crowd, my eyes searching for her.There was literally no sign of her anywhere and for a moment, I feared she'd already left on her own in the state she was in.Finally, I saw a familiar face. The lady who sat next to Marie at the first meeting I had with their department. I didn

Andrea's POV I felt terrible when Marie fell to the floor, her face wet with tears. I had meant everything I said as a harmless joke. One that I thought she'd take in good faith. Clearly, it hadn't gone down well with her. "Marie...""Just let me leave. You've gotten what you wanted," she spat out, disgust evident in her tone. "I was kidding," I blurted out as she rose."What?""We didn't...do anything."There was a look of relief on her face, followed shortly by one of confusion. "So, why was I naked?""You had a lot to drink last night…" "I didn’t need your help figuring that out,” she retorted sassily. “Well, you were dead drunk and you puked on me. On your clothes, in my car, a bit of it even touched my clothes.”Now the look of confusion had been replaced by sheer terror. “Oh my goodness.” “You were so drunk that you couldn’t even give me your address. I couldn’t let you sleep in those clothes. Especially not in a bed in my house. You’d spoil the sheets.”“You were more

Marie's POV I was going to be fired today. I was so certain of it. Shortly after speaking with Mark last night, I had sent a message to Andrea. The message was short and precise. I accept. I’ll be your personal assistant. It wouldn’t be a big deal if I played my cards right. I had realized now that neither Mark nor Andrea had my best interest. As such, I had to make the best decision for myself. I’d play along with any of them for as long as I had to. As long as it secured my family and my future. So when I hadn’t gotten a reply from Andrea, I was so sure he’d decided I was no longer worth the time or energy and had decided to cut me loose. I was seated at my desk at work, getting ready to begin the day when a shadow cast over my desk. I looked up to see a woman I didn't recognize peering down at me. "Marie Anderson?" "Yes?" I rose. "I'm from HR. This is for you," she said, handing over a small envelope to me. "Uhm...thank you," I murmured as she turned an

Marie's POV The day had slowly crawled to an end. And I was stuck in the office working overtime on the documents Andrea needed printed out on his desk by morning. Crestlife prided itself on being tech savvy. And I couldn't understand why he would ask me to print them when he could very easily just have the documents in his mail. It was some minutes past eight. Andrea had left about an hour ago with instructions on how to lock up the office. "Get used to it. It just might become part of your routine," he'd said, sounding like the thought of that pleased him. I was too tired and upset to argue. Finally, I finished printing everything and dropped it on the desk before letting myself out of the office. "Have a good night," the night shift guard greeted me as I walked out of the building. I got into my car and had just started the ignition to begin the drive home when I recalled I hadn't looked at my phone for hours. Grabbing my bag, I got it out and unlocked it,scroll

Marie's POV I had planned to shove Andrea back when he leaned in. But when he covered my mouth with his lips, all my willpower left me. As his hands circled around my waist, mine slid up from his chest and wrapped around his neck. My eyes flickered shut and I let out a whimper as he slid his tongue into my mouth when my lips parted just a tiny fraction. He tasted so good. Kissing him felt so much better. It seemed like time had paused. And when we finally broke apart, my heart racing and my breath coming out in short gasps, I could tell our minds were working in sync at that moment. "I should..." "Come on in..." We spoke at the same time. He raised a cocky brow at my invitation and my eyes widened in shock at the realization that he was literally just announcing he was about to leave. "If you want," I added quietly, turning my face away from him, so he wouldn't see how red my embarrassed face had become. I took my time unlocking the door, sparing him enough time to get