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Under The CEO's Spell Chapter Eighty
Veil raced through the hallway, then bounded into the elevators, shaking her legs impatiently as she waited for the familiar ding of the doors. She tried not to think too much about what Anders had just told her, repeating in her head like a mantra that he wasn’t the source of knowledge.As far as she was concerned, Anders was wrong. Simon was just shaken meeting her that way, and she was certain that when she explained the situation to him, he would understand. Be sympathetic even.The doors sprung open, and Veil walked briskly across the floor with a straight face, careful not to gain the unwanted attention of the receptionist. She had never been into Simon’s office before and it hit her that she just might have been a terrible friend to him.Veil couldn’t remember ever doing something nice for him, whereas he had gone out of his way a million times to ensure she was settled in fine. It made her feel terrible and added one more thing she needed to apologize to him about.The office
Under The CEO's Spell Chapter Eighty One
Veil had never seen Anders that upset before, so much so that it caused her to take a step backward. He shot lasers at Simon with his eyes, so harsh that the strongest person would have melted on the spot. His hands were still folded into fists and his veins pulsed from how tight they were kept. “What the hell did you just fucking say?” Anders repeated, oddly sounding calm. But Veil knew him well enough to know he was seething inside and was probably restraining himself from doing something much worse to Simon.Simon scrambled to the wall, putting as much space as he could between himself and Anders. But he was unrelenting, taking slow steps towards Simon. “Repeat yourself.”Anders was asking for the impossible as Simon would be out of his mind to call Veil a slut again right in front of him. He shook his head vehemently, not wanting to be put in the line of fire again.Stooping till he was on the same level as Simon, Anders raised his face up with a hand on his chin. There was frig
Under The CEO's Spell CHAPTER EIGHTY-TWO
When Anders said he was going to take Veil home, she thought the home in question was the one she shared with June. But as Anders took another route, taking the U-turn instead of going straight down, she sat up, her eyes darting from the road to Anders' relaxed state.Or an almost relaxed state.Anders hated to admit it, but this situation rattled him than he let on. His hands tightened around the steering at intervals, and he couldn’t stop his leg from jerking. He was angry, but he couldn’t tell who that anger was directed to - himself, Simon or Veil?Perhaps the contract was a wrong idea. Or maybe he should just have let it all be when he saw her in the club that night. But at the point they were, there was no going back.He turned into his street, clueless as to why he had brought Veil here. He just wanted to talk without the pressure of Kingston Groups surrounding them or the eavesdropping ears of his employees.“I thought you said you were taking me home,” Veil mentioned, looking
Under The CEO's Spell CHAPTER EIGHTY-THREE
The notion of change took various forms, with no strict rule applying to any specific occasion. For some, it was a highly noticeable switch, the gear put in motion for the affected parties to see. For others, it was much less obvious, hidden in the little things.Something had surely changed between Anders and Veil, even though it wasn't overly in their faces. Perhaps, it could be attributed to their conversation a while back, in his living room, armed with mocktails. Or maybe it was Simon and the whole saga that had gotten Anders snapping out of his reserved nature.But it was there.Veil looked out the window as the whole world went by. Anders had pulled down the convertible and the wind played with her hair, tossing it all over her face. She splayed her fingers out, relishing in the feel of the air on her skin and her face. Closing her eyes and relaxing into the leather of the seat, she took it all in, allowing the tension of the day to seep out.It was a temporary break, but Veil
Under The CEO's Spell Chapter Eighty Four
The smile on Orleans’ face died as fast as it stretched across his face. The atmosphere shrunk into a small tank, seemingly dumping the three of them into it, without enough room leg space. The cosmos must have had a weird sense of humor, as it should have least warned Orleans that Veil wasn’t alone.It was hard for him not to notice how Veil gravitated towards Anders, slowly, unconsciously. They walked close to each other, their hands dangling so closely without actually touching. It reminded Orleans of a book he had once read about the whisper of a touch.This seemed to bring that phrase to life in Orleans’ head.He should have looked out the window before rushing outside because then, he would have seen the convertible and guessed right. There were no cabs that used that kind of car. But he had been so excited at the prospect of surprising Veil that none of that had occurred to him.Who would have thought that her mean boss would follow her all the way to her parent’s house?Ander
Under The CEO's Spell Chapter Eighty Five
Orleans' eyes trailed down to Veil, still standing in between them, and for all the right reasons too. Now, he was really contemplating using his fists on the bastard who had almost all the women in Mexico at his doorstep, yet chose to claim this one for himself as well.Orelans thought he was lying to Veil, and he wished Veil could see it from a mile away. There was no way Sophia would let it be, and even though she did, he thought Veil hated Anders.“Veil,” Orleans called endearingly and it irked Anders. “Please, tell me this is all some stupid joke and that you'll go back to hating him as you've always done. Remember the second time we met…”“Orleans, stop it,” Veil pleaded. It looked like a repeat of what happened at the office with Simon and Veil really wasn't in the mood to lose another friend or have him call her a slut. This situation couldn't be any more different, yet Veil didn't know how to explain it.“Can't you see that he should be the one stopping whatever he's doing?”
Under The CEO's Spell Chapter Eighty Six
Nothing in the world could have prepared her for that moment. Although it was true that Veil had always felt amazed that her life had taken a sudden trajectory, she still hadn’t seen this coming, especially not from Orleans.She remembered the day she found out he was the President of J.K Corporations and how upset she had been. She had thought that the huge wedge separating her world from theirs had been removed when Orleans mentioned that he just wanted to be Orleans to her, away from all his decorations and titles.Yet, hearing those words brought her back to the harsh realities of things. No matter the laughter shared or the time spent together, no matter the pleadings and the sudden appearances, Orleans and Anders would forever be up there, and she, somewhere below the line.She couldn’t blame Orleans because he had only said the truth. But why did it hurt so bad?“Veil…I… fuck! I didn’t mean it that way. You understand, right?”It was his second strike for the night, and Veil di
Under The CEO's Spell Chapter Eighty Seven
Veil’s father looked up in surprise as she stormed into the house, visibly upset. She mumbled hello to him and dashed down the hallway into her bedroom, reigning her emotions in until she closed the door behind her.The room looked exactly as it did twelve years ago when Veil was still in high school. A picture of West Life, her favorite band at the time, graced the wall over her bed, and on the other side were words of affirmation her mother had forced her to put up, even though she hadn’t seen the usefulness.Standing before the cursive words artistically impressed onto the wall, she read them line after line, wishing that some part of her would take them for what they were rather than bother about what Orleans had said tonight.“I’m pretty,” she muttered to herself. “I’m brave. I’m kind. I belong to wealth.”It sure didn’t feel like it right now.“What the hell am I doing?” Veil whispered, dropping to the floor. With her back resting on the wall, she put her head in her hands, wis
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