CHAPTER 15 - THE CEO'S HOUSE

We got into the car, maintaining a tense silence, wary of provoking any unexpected reaction from the CEO, whose demeanor had changed drastically. As I noticed we were driving away from the city, my expression became puzzled. I remembered Mr. Patrik's penthouse apartment, a strategic location close to the publisher, avoiding possible delays in getting to the office.

“Where are we going?” I asked curiously, biting my lip as I turned to him, who kept his eyes closed in a relaxed manner.

“To my house,” he replied evasively, smiling.

“Mr. Patrik, isn't your house just a few minutes from the publisher?” I queried, raising an eyebrow as I analyzed him.

“Always so suspicious?” He smiled, opening one eye to look at me. “Or are you afraid of me?”

“Lately, Mr. Morgan, you've given me good reasons to fear you…” I spoke harshly, measuring him. “Is this a kidnapping?”

I was surprised by the burst of laughter that echoed from his chest, his eyes watery with amusement.

“Kidnapping? That sounds sexy,