All Chapters of The CEO's Second Choice: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

I get up from the couch and grab my things before heading back to my room. Sebastian had no emotion on his face when I made that remark. This was for the best, I knew it was. The two of us cannot grow closer, not when my freedom was only 5 years away. My studies and my new life lay across the ocean, not in this villa where I felt trapped.Passing Sebastian’s room, I see that he left it ajar and I could hear his shower going. My mind goes back to his well built body that I spied this morning and I groan inwardly. This attraction would never be extinguished unless I did something about it. He needed to despise me again, go back to calling me fat and screwing his employees.Wait, what? Did I really want him to go back to that woman?I sat down on my bed and an idea came to mind, so I grabbed the laptop on my bedside table. This villa felt like an endless snow in prison, so I will escape to some place sunny. I looked up different places to visit where it would

Elena Ugh, the sun is too bright. Did I fall asleep next to the pool again? I slowly opened my eyes, trying to register where I was, but everything was too blurry. Gosh, did I get sunstroke or something? My throat felt absolutely parched and I could do with an ice-cold juice right about now. I try to sit up and blink back the blurriness, and thankfully it worked some. And now I wish it didn’t; I was in a hospital room. How did I get here? What happened? I got up from the bed, intending to walk towards the bathroom I had seen and fall forward onto the floor hard. “Ah, shoot,” I say heavily disoriented and try to get up from the floor, but my body would not reciprocate. I felt incredibly weak and dizzy from the fall. Tears prick the corners of my eyes at the uncertainty. Why couldn’t I remember anything? Why did my body feel so weird? The door in front of me opens as I try to lift myself up again, “Elena!” Was that… was that Seb

Sebastian did not come home that night, I know because I stayed up all night reading the set of books he got me. I know that he didn’t take the Phantom because I heard the Bugatti start up and speed away, but not return and I stayed up until 2 am reading. Something which I deeply regret now as I realise the designer from Dior would be here at 9 am. I drag myself out of bed to have a cold shower that would wake me up. Ugh, I never learn from staying up so late to read; I always regret it the next day. After my shower, Ilse informs me that the designer had arrived and showed her into my room. A beautiful, petite blonde woman with the face of a pixie enters and introduces herself, “Mrs Dumont, lovely to meet you, Meghan Black.” She says with an American accent. I offer her a smile and shake her hand, “Please call me Elena,” I say and she nods then immediately dives into the aspects of the dress. She takes my measurements and listens to my likes and dislikes and what I a

A pair of blue eyes regard me with curiosity and a dimpled smile, and I could do nothing but smile as my self esteem drops once more. I must look crazy to this beautiful newcomer. I shake my head. “No, I have a bit too much on my mind to read at the moment. Came here to take my mind off things but the silence just fills my head with more questions.” Okay, why was I telling this absolutely gorgeous blonde-haired Adonis everything? As he stood up and walked towards me, I noticed that he was actually quite tall, had long blonde hair that was not tied up and was dressed in all black; the same as me. “May I join you?” he asks me and I gesture to the chair in front of me. “Please do,” I answer, grateful for the company. He sits opposite me and I get a whiff of his cologne, one I could not quite place. It wasn’t as sexy and overwhelming as Sebastian’s, but it would definitely remain in your senses. I lace my fingers underneath my chin and look at him

Sebastian I wait idly as Elena battles her inner voice. What would her answer be? I laid my heart bare for her. Now all I needed was for her to decide if she would allow my feelings for her to grow or wither. She looks up at me, her beautiful blue eyes gleaming with unshed tears and I realise there that Elena wasn’t just pushing me away before, she was pushing away what she was feeling for me. She shakes her head, “I don’t want you to leave. Sebastian. I am done fighting this, I am done with it. Every day I wake up with this ache in my chest that I cannot ease, the ache in me that you can only fill.” She says, repeating my earlier admission to her. “You echoed my feelings perfectly when you said that and I realise now that I am being selfish by telling you to go back to how we were in the past. You have done so much for me, even though I behave like a spoilt brat at times.” This made me smile, a bittersweet one, but a smile nonetheless. She w