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

Sabrina's POVAtlas looks so handsome tonight. Aside from a few different occasions, I only ever see him in fancy suits and nice shoes. But, tonight, he looks better than usual. He must've gotten a haircut today because the usual long waves on his head have been trimmed and gelled back, showing off more of his chiseled jaw line and neatly trimmed facial hair.He's wearing a three-piece black suit with a red tie. I smile at his efforts to match my dress; it's what couples do when they go to prom or special events. I think Atlas is the most attractive man I have ever laid eyes on, but I doubt he feels the same way about me. He's very kind and cares a lot about his employees, so I don't want to get that confused with having feelings for me.I wonder what people will think when they see Atlas and me together tonight. Will they think we look cute together or will they think I'm only here for the money or to try and get something out of him? The thought makes my stomach twist in knots.

Sabrina's POV"What do you mean something is wrong with the prototype?" Atlas demands, his eyes focused on the large man in front of us."You need to see for yourself, Sir," The burly man says, turning around and gesturing for us to follow him.Atlas and I follow the man into a small room off to the side. The party is still in full swing as we walk away, no one suspecting anything wrong.The man pushes the door open, and one of the executives who helped build the prototype, Amber, is fiddling with the small device. Her eyes are filled with worry when we walk in."Atlas!" Amber exclaims, "I went to test the prototype before the big launch, but it wouldn't turn on. I thought maybe the battery was low but no matter how long I left it on charge, nothing changed. I think someone has tampered with it because there is a small piece missing from the underside."My mouth instantly falls open at her confession. Someone is trying to sabotage Atlas and his invention. How could this have hap

Atlas's POVBrett picks Sabrina and me up at six to head to the party. The company is in Manhattan, so it's not a long drive but it does give Sabrina and me a chance to come up with a game plan before we get there. We don't want to appear suspicious to anyone.Sabrina looks stunning in the dress she picked out. The way the fabric clings to her body is intoxicating. I want to sit and stare at her all night, but I know I can't. I haven't had a chance to talk to her about our kiss last week. I want to know what she's thinking and what it meant to her. But I feel like the moment has passed."So, what's the plan?" I ask, sipping on the wine Brett keeps back here."I haven't thought that far ahead," Sabrina admits, looking out the window, "We need some type of distraction so you can slip away and look for some evidence.""Why me? I'm sure you could do a better job snooping around," I mutter.Sabrina raises a brow, "Look, Atlas, you're handsome and all but let's be real, having a woman

Sabrina's POVThe car ride back to the EarthX building was quiet. Not the type of quiet where you wish someone would talk because it's awkward. But the type of quiet where you just enjoy the company of the other person and appreciate everything around you.That's what the car ride was like for Atlas and me.He held my hand the entire time, his thumb moving in slow circles on my skin. I couldn't contain the smile spreading across my face or avert my eyes away. There is just something about this man that keeps pulling me towards him and I can't stop myself. Not that I want to.When we get upstairs to Atlas's office, I pull out the documents he shoved into my bag and hand them to him."What did you find?" I question, eager to hear the contents of the documents.Atlas sits at his desk and I hover over his shoulder. His scent of vanilla and coconut mixes with the whiskey on his breath and it's intoxicating."Well, I didn't have a chance to look through every document on the desk," H

Sabrina's POVI was anxious the whole subway ride into Manhattan. I couldn't stop thinking about what Atlas was doing or who he is with. I keep imagining the mystery woman hanging all over him and the thought makes my stomach twist in knots. Brett texted me the address for the nightclub Fever and I recognize the location. It's about a block away from the EarthX building, which makes me wonder if Atlas is a regular there because of how close it is to the office. Despite the late hour, there are dozens of early risers, or insomniacs, roaming the streets. I should feel unsafe being out this late at night, but there is something comforting about having other restless people around me at this ungodly hour. The walk from the subway to Fever is short, which in reality is great, but I haven't had time to prepare what I'm going to say to Atlas or how I can convince him to leave. I haven't mentally prepared myself for what I'm going to see when I walk in. The questions and uncertainty ar