All Chapters of Taming The Wild CEO: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Ella stared at her boss and for a second there, she was going to lose her temper. She’d specifically said that she was trying to find a restroom, then why on Earth had he led her into his bedroom? Her earlier thought about his wish to claim her as one of his conquests reared its ugly head. Her jaw clenched as she tried her best to calm herself by telling herself that if he made any moves, she could always knee him between his thighs, then run like hell. So when she finally opened her mouth, she was quite proud of herself for sounding calm and reasonable. “Why did you bring me here?” Without saying a word, he took her hand and was about to drag her when she planted her feet firmly on the floor and refused to follow him. "What on Earth are you doing, Sir?" She had subtly added ‘Sir’ in her sentence in the hope to remind her that he was her boss and that this was borderline inappropriate. “Didn’t you say you want to go to the restroom?” he asked incredulously as if she’d just asked h

A smile hovered on Javier’s lips as he arrived at his office this morning. Over his coffee and the splendid breakfast made by his maid, Leigh, he’d thought of his plan in seducing his little secretary Miss Ella Stanford. A lively sense of anticipation tingled through his body as he swung the door open, fully expecting Ella to be at her table. Yet it quickly died down when he noticed that there was no sign of her arrival. Her usual brown coat wasn’t on the hanger and her desk was still cleared, looking precisely as it had been when he had left his office last Friday. Where the hell was she? Or perhaps excitement had made him arrive earlier than he had thought. He moved his arm and checked his watch. It was fifteen minutes past nine. He hadn’t arrived early, she’d been the one arriving late! He had never known her to be here before him. She’d always been punctual. Her failure to do so today was aggravating, especially since he had sent her a text telling her that he needed to discuss

Ella Stanford looked up as Javier left his office, shoving his phone and wallet into his pocket. Without even looking, she knew where he was probably heading. She refrained from sighing. It did not take a genius to know that her boss was on his way to meet his lover, London Star. Every day it was the same. The phone call he had received before lunchtime would determine who he would be spending his lunchtime with. Either his family (either his older brother, Thornton, or his youngest sister, Clara, or on a rather rare occasion, his mother) or his most recent lover. Most of the time, it was the latter. Since evidently, London had called merely fifteen minutes ago, it had been determined that he would be spending his lunchtime with her. And if she was right, they were probably going to go to a restaurant in a five-star hotel around the area and once the lunch was concluded, they would retreat to a suite and ravish each ot

"Damon did offer to come with me," started Ella, a little unsure whether she had to tell him the truth. It would be very embarrassing indeed to acknowledge that she had a friend who pretended to be her boyfriend. She was not sure she could bear him knowing. She would die if she saw him giving her a mocking smile or any snide remark. Although she would soon leave his company, she wanted to leave with her dignity remain intact. "But I do not want to trouble him." Javier frowned. A few lines formed on his forehead as his eyebrows joined in the middle. "Why not? He is your boyfriend. If I were him, I would insist on coming.""He-" Ella swallowed convulsively. "Well, Damon is a dear friend and I am sure he is busy with work. It is Monday after all.""Friend?" Her boss's face looked every bit confused. His brows shot up, and his eyes widened. He almost looked lost. "Did you two break up?" 

"Darling, you simply must show me your dress! I know it is my wedding but I want to see yours anyway," said Damon cheerfully as he clapped his hands, showing how impatient he truly was.  Ella took a deep breath then put her hands up. "First of all, please do not be mad." "Oh, I do not like the sound of this," commented Damon under his breath.  "Just think of it like this, it is your wedding so you should be the focus. All eyes should be on you. The spotlight is yours so it is only right if I wear whatever dress that fits regardless of how they look. It is not important," dismissed Ella with a shrug.  "It is important when Javier Freaking Summers will be there with you!" protested Damon, eyes widened in disbelief.  "Could you please stop calling him that?" She lowered her body and sat on the edge of her bed. "He is still my boss." Then she recalled he