All Chapters of That One Night, Mr. CEO; A Lifetime Game: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

XAVIER “ Graveyard, Miles.”I was physically in pain. I happen to have a broken nose. It's nothing too serious, the doctor had it cleaned up and I have to step out with a bandage on my nose, for at least the next three days. Jason really came all the way to my house to threaten me. If he really wants to play this game with me, then so be it. I won't be held responsible if he lost his life in the process of trying to beat me to my own game. Me: I think it's time you catch the next available flight down here. I have had enough of Jason! Few seconds and my phone dinged. She texted back. Natasha: Why? I only arrived here just yesterday, and I spent quite a fortune for this glass house. Ain't no way I'm coming back just yet. What's up with Jason? You guys got into a clash, huh? Me: You're a CEO for goodness sake. Ain't no way a glasshouse could cost that much. A clash? Your pathetic boyfriend broke my nose. After few minutes of waiting for h

MADELYN “ Hi, Madelyn. It's nice to see you again.”He made sure to stress on the ‘ again’, his face lit up with smiles that didn't reach his eyes. “ Hi Xavier, we met yesterday. Can't be that long already, or is it?” It definitely can't be. I'm talking to him, but my gaze is focused on the bandage on his nose. He noticed it, and quickly covered it up. “ This? I happened to have been in an unfriendly duel with a friend. But, I'm alright. You don't have to bother about it, Maddie.” And who said I was bothered about it? I had two things in mind. Firstly, I'm sure the bandage on his nose is as a result of the “ pleasant visit” my husband paid him. Secondly, I'm beginning to think he's CEO Nicholas. But there's only one way to find out. “ I think I happened to see you at the graveyard earlier today, about three hours ago.” I laid the bait, and watched him become uneasy. His body language gave him away immediately, but he wasn't going

CARA. I got a call this morning from Nicholas. It's a Monday morning, and I'm not particularly interested in doing anything. I'm going through an old album of family photos. Actually I'm picking out suitable ones which could be used for our funerals. I'm gearing up for it already. There's no way I'm going to make Madelyn his by Saturday, so I might as well spend my remaining days on earth eating burgers and paying last visits to friends and relatives. “ What are you doing, Cara? Isn't that the album filled with all family pictures?” Craig inquired the moment he walks into the living room. “ It is,” I respond. I'm relishing the taste of the burger I had ordered earlier. If I had few days on earth, I might as well eat burgers till I die. “ But why are you going through it? We haven't opened that since mom's death,” he retorted. Yes, they're old photos of us, but I happen to find them more appealing. Besides, I couldn't find a more befitting one for Cra

MADELYN I don't ever want to think about how Jason had to put up with Natasha while they were growing up. She looks impossible to handle. I personally won't be seen with such a person. The nerves she has got! Whoever is going to end up with her needs to learn how to tolerate certain excesses. “ I'm sure Natasha hates you more now. You just earned yourself a death ticket.” Jason noted when we got back to his office. The kids resumed school today, I dropped them off by 7, before heading to the company. “ Your little girlfriend doesn't scare me, Jason. She would need to level up her game five times before I would be afraid of her.” “ How many times do I have to say this! She's not my girlfriend. She's my sister!!” His eyes popped out when he realized the mistake he had made. He literally just said Natasha was his sister. “ She is?” If she's his sister, then why is she bent on having her brother as her lover? “ No, she's not. I mean technic

NATASHA “ What is wrong with you??” his voice was harsh and nothing unlike the usual melodious baritone that usually fills the air with a soulful melody when he spoke. He lost his calm, and let his fury loose on me. I whimpered and my teeth chattered in fear. I was not frightened nor was I afraid What I felt at the moment was beyond such mere nouns. Jason looked like he would snap my neck and push my lifeless body into the pool. His chest rose and fell in a faster pace. Terror washed over me, raising the hairs on the back of my neck. Was he going to hurt me? I wasn't going to hang around any longer to find that out, cause he looked so annoyed. “ I'm... I'm sorry, Jason. I didn't mean to..” my heart was throbbing in my ears, loud and irregular, but I barely heard it, for I was clouded with fear. Suddenly I forgot how to say a sentence without stumbling over the words. “ You didn't mean to what??? Were you in a trance when you walked in here with a