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Under The CEO's Spell Worries
Veil asked the windows to be rolled down and she reveled in the feeling of the cold air caressing her face. She put her hands outside the car, her fingertips having an alluring tug with the air. Veil was in control more than half the time, but it made her only feel worse.Withdrawing her hand, she sank into the seat, thinking about how difficult it was to be the driver of her life in real-time. She was in a tug with the cosmos, yet it kept flinging her in every direction. First, it was her father who had fallen ill at a moment when everything wasn't rosy, then her hunt for a job that almost took a whole year.“Where's your mind at, Veil?” Orleans’ voice fleeced over to her and she shook her head subtly.“It's just one of those days,” she breathed, sinking further into the seat.“Is it your boss again?”“No,” Veil answered, shaking her head. Although it was indisputable that Anders was a lot of things, she couldn't pin this on him. In fact, he had made things a tad better for her by en
Last Updated : 2024-06-29Under The CEO's Spell Lies
Anders brought his car to a halt in front of Sophia's house, and for the umpteenth time, he wondered why he had agreed to do this. Spending the night going through the update report on the construction site sure was a better way to spend the night, rather than being cooped up in here with the idea of a marriage hanging over his head.One that he surely didn't want.He was late, and intentionally so. Anders had spent over an hour walking through his entire house, looking for an excuse to bail out on the dinner. He knew exactly how tonight was going to go and dreaded it. How was he supposed to act love-struck when all of him needed to check if Veil was okay?As Anders stepped out of the car, the doors to the entrance were pulled open and Sophia walked out of them with her head high. She looked great tonight, with a blood-red dress that hung right above her knees, and her hair down in ringlets. She had on a pair of black heels that looked pretty uncomfortable, but trust Sophia to strut i
Last Updated : 2024-06-29Under The CEO's Spell A Long Night
“Are the lights dancing?” Veil's speech sounded slurry, and she thought she was going to topple right off the chair. She couldn’t remember how many shots she had had, and Orleans wasn’t really keeping count either. “You’re just drunk, Veil,” Orleans chuckled, his shoulders moving along with the sound. He felt the tension of the week leave his bones, and he relaxed on one hand, leaning on the table. “No,” Veil shook her head. “Can’t you see it? The lights are … they are hopping now? Is it salsa? Maybe ballet.”“You sound so convincing that if I didn’t know better, I would have believed you immediately,” Orleans said. “Should we try something fun?”“What are you thinking?” Veil grinned at him. “Another … round of shots? I’m sure … I can down it … without the lime. Wanna see it?”“We should take a drive around town,” Orleans suggested, his eyes sparkling. “My car is a convertible, so we can feel the wind on our faces. We could add music to it and belt it out loudly into the night. What
Last Updated : 2024-06-30Under The CEO's Spell Arrested
Time seemed to be taking all year to go by because even though it felt like hours already to Anders, they had only started on the second course. He thought he could really use some quiet right now, but it would be impolite to ask to use the restroom, considering the fact that he had done that a few minutes ago. Anders felt Sophia’s hands on his thighs again, but he didn’t try to shake her off this time. Not with her father’s eyes fixed on him. “You both seem to have gotten closer,” he commented, still watching them intently. “Don’t you think it’s time for an announcement?”Anders almost choked on the food, and he grabbed the glass of juice, taking his time to down half the cup’s content before looking up at the President. “Er…I think it’s best we take our time.” He didn’t need to look at Sophia to know she thought the exact opposite. “Nonsense!” The president’s wife asserted at once. “There’s nothing like taking one's time where you both are concerned. You’ve been friends since you
Last Updated : 2024-06-30Under The CEO's Spell Drunk
The chatter from the living room seemed to slowly cease, silence seeping into the cracks. They paid rapt attention to the unsaid words, to the expression on Anders’ face, and to the fact that he had his eyes suddenly glued to the door, more determined than it had been all evening. Anders’ mother had noticed, even though she had chosen to say nothing. She knew her son enough to realize that there was something intense going on in his life, or at least, something that bore the similitude of intensity. He had never really enjoyed these dinners, but he tried to act like he did. Anders was always the one with the polite smile, the subtle glances as Sophia, the courteous conversation starter, the joker. He played everything by the book, even though deep down, he counted the hours until he could return home. But tonight, everything was different. He needed to be out of there as fast as possible. His whole being was outside those doors, and no one could keep him in there. Anders’ mother a
Last Updated : 2024-07-02Under The CEO's Spell Distraction
“Orleans?” Anders tried to make it sound casual, even though every part of him had suddenly become hot. A muscle worked in his jaw as he looked at her, waiting for a response.Veil nodded, her head bobbing up and down the window. “The cop didn’t tell me when he left.”“He was in the station with you?”Veil sighed and slumped into the seat. “When are we going to get there?” she said. “June must be so worried. I want a burger.”Her thoughts were all over the place, and Anders found it adorable. But he couldn’t ignore the fact that Orleans had somehow played a role in getting her to the station, yet had left her there. “How did you end up at the station?”“Orleans was going too fast,” she muttered. “He was trying to sing the song, and then the cops asked us to stop. The lights were blinding and they hurt my eyes.”“That’s because you have been drinking too much,” Anders muttered, rolling his eyes. “And Orleans? Was he drunk too?”Veil shrugged and looked at him. “I don’t know.”“You don
Last Updated : 2024-07-02Under The CEO's Spell Sparks Of Pleasure
When Veil was younger, she had a toy she always wanted to play with. Even when it got old and ragged, taking it away was the hardest thing. Her mother had once hidden it under a pile of clothing, and Veil had cried every day, unable to sleep without it. But one day, when everyone had forgotten about it, Veil had been sorting out the pile of clothing when she discovered it at the end. She had felt excitement coarse through her bones as she held it in her hands. It was like the first time her father had brought it over during dinner. Her lips parted slightly as she gazed up at it, feeling all her worries melt away. All the sleepless nights seemed worthwhile for that moment, and if Veil had been given the opportunity to lose the toy all over again, she would have. It felt the same with Anders, his lips tugging at hers, probing her open. Veil gasped into his mouth and felt all her worries melt into that one moment. Perhaps, it was the alcohol increasing her feelings, but Veil knew
Last Updated : 2024-07-04Under The CEO's Spell An Affair
Anders suddenly put a hand on her wrist, stopping her before she went any further. She looked at him with a question in her eyes, but Anders smirked and started walking, making her take steps backward until the back of her legs hit the bed. He pulled her to him with such speed that Veil barely had time to react before he slammed her lips on hers. Snaking his hands on her thighs, his hand met her damp panties and he reveled in the feeling. “Do you know how many times I’ve imagined doing this?” He drawled, moving her panties sideways, and sliding one finger deep inside her. Veil bit back a moan as she pushed her hips towards him provocatively, griding fast and hard. Anders loved every bit of it. He turned her around, and swept her hair to one corner, bringing down her zip slowly, his hands playing with her bare skin every second. The dress fell to the ground easily, and Veil stepped out of it, feeling self-conscious. “Sophia definitely looks a million times better than I do,” she
Last Updated : 2024-07-04
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Under The CEO's Spell ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY TWO
MONTHS LATERElvis Presley's “can't help falling in love” reverberated across the full hall as Veil walked down the aisle slowly, in the arms of her father, with June behind her, unable to stop smiling so wide. Veil's best friend seemed to be the most excited about this wedding, as she had been in such a great mood since Veil returned with Anders to Mexico, the news of their engagement in tow.She and Amanda had been responsible for all the planning, leaving Veil nothing to do than being doted on by Anders and taking care of her gradually bulging stomach. Veil thought it was better to do the wedding before she wouldn't be able to walk easily, and Anders was cool with whatever she wanted.Anders was at the aisle, with Lucas by his side, the roles reversed so beautifully. His wife, Amanda, was at the front pew, dabbing at her eyes and at the same time, glancing at her watch. She was in charge around here and since Amanda was the queen of perfection, she wanted everything to be in place
Under The CEO's Spell ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY ONE
Anders walked into the house with trepidation since Veil hadn't said anything about welcoming him with open arms. He had taken too long to realize he was in love with her, and the thought plagued him as he stood in the center of the small and cozy living area, struck at how homely she had made it look.“This is nice,” he noted, not expecting Veil to dignify him with a response. That explained how his eyes raised in surprise when she smiled at him, a sigh escaping her slightly parted lips. “I'd always wanted my own space,” Veil explained. “But living with June has made me realize that perhaps, solitary living isn't for me.” She laughed awkwardly and sat on one of the mismatched couches. “It's been a little bit hard living alone. I don't know how to cook just for myself, and there's no one to fix me a quick snack when I'm too tired to lift a finger.”Anders wanted to tell her that he would happily do all of that for her, but something kept him mute. He wasn't certain how open she would
Under The CEO's Spell ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY
Anders didn't bother to change into something else, getting onto the private jet from his landing. The tuxedo made him look like he was going to a ceremony, but there wasn't any time to go back home, especially since Anders made the decision in the spur of the moment.The usual readings of the weather, flight safety information, and weather forecast were announced before the jet took off from the ground, and Anders wished they could go faster. His legs bobbed in the aircraft and he shuffled between looking out through the window and scrolling through the magazines before him.He wasn't going to get to Veil in the next five hours and now that Anders was midair, he was beginning to think about the spontaneous choice he had just made. Perhaps, he should have celebrated the day with his best friend, then waited till the following morning before making the trip. He hadn't even considered if Veil would be open to receiving him. If that happened, was he just going to come right back?The ans
Under The CEO's Spell ONE HUNDRED AND FORTY NINE
Anders was in the room with Lucas, helping him with his brooch before he went to the aisle to wait for his bride. Lucas hadn't stopped talking about how special he thought Amanda was and how lucky he was to have her as his bride. At first, Anders was receptive to the emotions flowing, even handing Lucas a napkin when tears threatened to fall from his eyes. But three hours into the day, Anders decided that it was getting on his nerves. And not in a bad way. The more his best friend spoke about love and the beautiful things it had done to him, the more he feared that his choice not to believe in love was more damning than it did him any good. It was becoming oddly real to him, that Lucas and Amanda were going to need their privacy after today, so he wouldn't be able to disturb them as often as he was used to.“Don't look so sad, Anders,” Lucas drawled, patting his friend's face affectionately. “We're still going to be your friends. Things are just going to be a bit different.”“How so?
Under The CEO's Spell ONE HUNDRED AND FORTY EIGHT
“Veil!” June yelled from the living room, where she was huddled with her laptop, peering up at the screen. She had been at it for a couple of hours now, muttering that she had a deadline to meet up with, more urgent than having a shower or eating. Peeking out from the kitchen where she had been trying to whip up a snack for her best friend, Veil rolled her eyes and muttered something about her yelling being worth it before leaning on the door frame. She was only about six weeks gone, and the pregnancy hadn’t started showing yet. “I hope it isn’t something as mundane as getting you a glass of water,” Veil murmured, eyeing June, who still had her eyes glued to the screen of her laptop. “You got the job!” June said at the top of her voice, and for once, Veil didn’t complain about her best friend yelling when she was right beside her. Veil covered the distance in one second, planting herself by June’s side as she peered down at the mail open on the screen. Veil had logged on to her ema
Under The CEO's Spell ONE HUNDRED AND FORTY SEVEN
Anders was in Lucas’ studio, watching his best friend and Amanda gush over the idea they had for their wedding. They wanted it to happen there since it was not only cost-effective but they could, at the same time, have an influence over the decorations.Lucas wanted the paintings he had made of Amanda gracing the walls that day, with the pictures they'd taken together showing the journey of their dating life. They giggled when they saw an old picture of the four of them - Amanda, Lucas, Anders, and Camila, and tears pooled at the corner of Amanda's eyes. She whipped them off hastily before Anders or Lucas could notice. She only wanted to have happy memories of her best friend.“What do you think about beige?” Amanda threw at Anders who looked like he wanted to be anywhere else but there. Unfortunately, he had nowhere else to go. The bar sounded like a very tempting idea right now, but Anders knew it was too much of a show since the whole of Mexico knew who he was and there wasn't goin
Under The CEO's Spell ONE HUNDRED AND FORTY SIX
CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FORTY-SIXJune couldn't get rid of the surprise etched on her features, no matter how hard she tried. And oh boy, she did try. She walked behind Veil like a shadow, following her every moment and popping the question a million times, so much so that Veil started locking her room door to keep June out in the middle of the night.She had to inform her parents too about the development, and they were supportive of her decision. Veil had resigned from Kingston Groups and sent her CV to the English Investors’ company. She was awaiting feedback from them. On the day she sent in her resignation letter, Veil ensured she was in and out of the company like a breeze, too fast before Anders could realize she was there in the first place. She came just after lunch, meeting Simon at the desk who was about to make a sharp U-turn to stay out of her way.It made Veil laugh about the comedy that had become her life. Just a couple of months ago, Anders was threatening every sing
Under The CEO's Spell ONE HUNDRED AND FORTY FIVE
June was waiting by the door when Veil got home, and she allowed herself get whisked into the living room, with June watching her like she would drop to the floor at any minute. June was not far from the truth because the only thing holding Veil up was the fear of doing anything to harm the baby.It was still pretty early and she had read somewhere that the first few months of a pregnancy were usually the most delicate, and extra care needed to be taken in order to get through it.June said nothing until later in the night, when Veil came out for a snack. She was working in the kitchen, a huge pair of frames on her eyes when Veil sauntered in, covered in her cute small pyjamas.“Hey,” June called, taking off her glasses. Veil hadn't told her anything since she returned because she didn't want to overburden her best friend with the drama that had been going on in her life. They felt unending, from one level to the other. Veil couldn't remember the last time June had complained about so
Under The CEO's Spell ONE HUNDRED AND FORTY FOUR
Those words would have rocked the whole of Veil’s world if she wasn’t so certain of what she had seen in Anders. He was one of Mexico’s greatest businessmen, but the one thing he couldn’t do as expertly as running a business was lying to her. He tried to be mean, to act like he didn’t give two fucks about Veil. But she could see through the walls he had put up, and he had no one to blame for that but himself. The days he had spent with her had opened him up more than he had thought possible, and now, he was left staring at the face of the woman who didn’t believe him one bit when he said he wasn’t in love with her. “I can’t lie about my feelings for you,” Anders said, his tone almost pleading for her to reason with him. “And I have tried my best to make it clear from the beginning that I want nothing more from this than what you want, or at least, what I thought you wanted.” Veil shook her head. “Maybe at first, you believed those words as much as you try to convince yourself now
