All Chapters of The CEO: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

He replaces the two lost fingers and rubs my clit, increasing his pace until he's ruthlessly f*cking me with his fingers.I continue moving my hips alone and grip the desk tightly as my body rocks back and forth."Xander," I moan, sweat rolling down my temple and back.He curls his fingers and hits the right spot making my toes curl, "F*ck right there," I pant.I clench around him fully as a warning that the pressure is getting too much now and just like that he's fingers are gone.A loud moan and gasp leave my lips as he slams into my completely, a tear rolls down my face but when he moves his hips the pain is replaced by pleasure.He raises my legs and places them around his neck somehow deepening hid thrusts, my moans and his groans fill the small space.It's smells of nothing but sex and sweat but I couldn't care less so long as out bodies are colliding against one another's."F*ck, just like that, just like that," I moan as he drives deeper and deeper into me hitting my g-spot ove

I don't know when I got to her side, covering her from the glass shatters and impact of the car hurdling into the ground multiple times.I don't know how tight I gripped the metal poles of the headrest to keep myself from falling, or how tight she gripped onto me.I don't know how many times the car rolled, when the piercing ring in my ear came to life. When I lost my balance and we both went down with the impacts.I don't know when it ended but it did, the car alarm was going off with a piercing shrill in my ear.My vision was black, I could feel a heavy weight on top of me, something dripping off the side of my temples.My heart's hardly beating, my mind moves left and right, between conciousness and the opposite.When my vision clears slightly I realize that the weight on top of me is none other than Rosaleigh. I can't see much, my mind can't comprehend any details but I know they will soon haunt me."Rosie," I croak out causing me to encounter a

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"S-she didn't see me standing by the door when she stuck the knife in the board. When she did, she starting crying, apologizing. She tried acting like nothing happened, took the plate and bowl but dropped them. She was shaking, daddy then she ran out," she remains quiet after that."It's okay baby, she probably got bad news. I'm sorry if she scared you," I apologize on her behalf, she nods her head slightly.I can tell she's still scared, she may not be crying or shaking but her foot never stopped it's movements.I make my way to the front door and look outside, my car is gone and my heart drops.I head back to the office and call Nic, "I need you to track the audi and follow it wherever it is," I command then end the call waiting for no response, I know he would do it.I don't trust her in that state of mind, can you blame me? Last time we both nearly died.Not the time."Where's Rosie?" Lucia asks, I jump slightly and

She's finally getting the rest she desperately needs, I ignore the ringing of her phone the first few times but eventually I get up and look for it.I find it between the couch cushions, Lucia's name flashes on the screen. Reluctantly I answer it, quiet sniveling meets my ears."Rosie?" Her voice is cracking, I look down at who she wants to be talking to. As much as I want to give her the phone, I want her to sleep even more."Is it true?" She asks, I face palm myself. Of course, if I saw the articles what's stopping Lucia from seeing them.This case shouldn't even be this big that these news are already out there into the world."Lucia," I whisper as she starts to softly sob into the microphone, I run my hand through my hair feeling sh*tty.She continues to cry, I don't tell her to stop crying or that she'll be fine. She probably won't, Logan may not have been present as much but he was her brother and it won't be the same.It was better that that wasn't there but they had this comfo