All Chapters of The Fashion CEO: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

The past couple of weeks have been so much fun messing with Emma, I’ve never had so much fun with an assistant before. After my date with David’s assistant, the next day, he paid a visit to my office and created quite a scene.[FLASHBACK]I was at my desk on my laptop replying to some emails when I saw a large figure in the hallway approaching my way.“This is gonna be good,” I mumbled to myself singsongingly as I pushed the button on my office phone to alert security before David got to the door.I heard Emma say his name in question but he didn’t respond to her before he barged into my office, “Amy? Really? You went after Amy?” I could see every person from the office looking at us from the hallway now, Emma had a horrified look on her face.I smiled at David, “She’s fun, right?” I scrunched my nose playfully and went back to my emails.“You son of a bitch, she’s my co

I couldn’t tell her that the dress was for her, it would scare her off if I told her that she was my muse and that I can’t get her out of my head. She would run for the hills and I wasn’t ready to lose her yet, so I kept my answer short and simple, and as honest as possible.I wasn’t sure how I was going to ever tell her that the dress was hers, and I didn’t have much time to decide because the fundraiser is only a couple of weeks away now, but I wanted it to be a nice surprise.I looked at her from head to toe, she was breathtaking, but there was one thing that was different from my dream. I took a step closer to try to loosen some hair to fall on either side of her face so that she looks almost exactly like my dream, but I heard her heart skip a beat and her breath hitch when I got close to her.She was getting nervous, and I was feeling tempted. My hand was reaching for the top of her head but stopped at her cheek where my knuckl

I wrote the email as I was lying in bed and unable to fall asleep. Ever since the fitting with Emma and the fantasy that was so vivid in my mind, I couldn’t focus on anything else.I tried to work during the day but I had no luck. At one point, I even stared out the window at the New York scape and just stared out for a while. I pulled out a large, square sketchbook and sat next to the window, testing if I still had the knack for drawing landscapes.I sat on the ground since the windows were floor-to-ceiling, there wasn’t any need for a chair, and also, I was more comfortable drawing if the paper was propped up on my knees - it just always felt more comfortable and natural this way.The city was busy, per usual, and noisy, being on the ninth floor is not too high up to escape the sounds of the city, even my apartment can muffle the sounds better. But this was the floor that was available when I was looking to buy and the windows were perfect, so I de

I went through my contacts and found a good number of girls that I hooked up with in the past and contacted them to see if they could stop by the office for a few minutes. A significant number agreed, and I told them all different times so that they wouldn’t overlap.Maybe if I kiss enough girls, they will all push the memory of Emma to the back of my mind, or even better, I’ll forget what happened entirely.Since Emma and Isabella are out, this is a perfect time to have the women show up. I don’t like having a lot of people know where I live, but I have no problem with them knowing where I work, and I’m not about to break all of their hearts, I’m just going to tell them that I have a theory that I need help proving.I can’t imagine any of them saying no to me, I mean, come on, I’m young, handsome, successful, an entrepreneur, women would be insane to not want to kiss me.The first of the girls showed up

I went home and showered as Emma had said, feeling slightly sick with myself. I had no idea that she would have such a reaction to what she saw, and the thought of a ton of different women being all over me was definitely no help, the thought of the perfumes hadn’t occurred to me, and it made me wonder for a moment why Amy didn’t say anything about it?Maybe Emma is just a weird breed of human that can detect things that others can’t or something?I stood under the steady stream of water and let it pour down my face. I looked down at myself, am I really a creature to her? Something unworthy to be called man? I closed my eyes and exhaled as the water ran over the top of my head, spilling on either side of my face.Who knew that I would care so much about what one single person thinks of me? And a woman, too, who isn’t my mother! It was madness, what was happening to me!I put my hand out and adjusted the water until it was burning h