All Chapters of Secret Baby For The Billionaire CEO: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

ADAMMy head was banging; more like a gun battle was going on in it. I knew had the option to stay at home if I wanted to. I could even choose to miss work for the rest of the week. After all, I was the boss and nobody would question my absence. Bad example to my staff, I know. But c’mon, there should be some perks to being a billionaire and I’m simply enjoying one of them.The cause of the headache was nothing else but my overnight partying the previous day. A business partner of mine had his birthday the previous day and decided to throw a party to celebrate it. And boy! Was it some party?I could still vividly remember all that I was involved in at the party. It was one like none other. The expensive drinks, the cigarettes, and the girls. Yes, the girls- the special part of the party.My little flashback was cut short as I was brought back to reality by the sound of my alarm for the umpteenth time. It was time to prepare for work, but I kept snoozing the alarm. I just needed some r

ADAMI lacked the luxury of patience to wait for Julie to be done with her stuff. Who knows? She could be intentionally delaying just to piss me off. I had to get started rather than wait for her.“Over forty years ago, My father started this dream, or as he calls it, His empire. Throughout those years, I have watched him clear thousands of hurdles. I saw him make sacrifices. I have seen my father go through different phases trying to make this empire as great as it is today” I paused to see if the rest were paying attention, then continued.“My father wasn’t born with a silver spoon, but today, he has created a factory of silver spoons to last generations to come” I took the last sip of my coffee.“He passed the mantle to me years back and I would be damned if this legacy dies in my hands. Therefore, to ensure this empire stays at the top for a long time, we have to devise new means to constantly be on the tongues of everyone in London and every part of the world. Are you with me?” I

JULIE“I thought you had already accepted during the meeting. What brought about the change of heart here?” He was puzzled.“Adam, Adam, Adam. I honestly have no words for you”“You feel I’d make you indebted to me because of this?”“Well, the jokes write themselves. See, I really don’t get why you’re trying so hard to act like a good guy now. Acting like you give a shit about what happens in my life” I sat up.“If it ain’t obvious yet. I do care. If I didn’t, I wouldn’t ask to take care of his bills” He defended.“Oh wow. That’s a whole new level. The almighty Adam Jones cares for someone else. I must be lost somewhere. Can someone hit me back to reality, please?” I said sarcastically.“Julie, you can stop this drama you’re trying so hard to put up. It doesn’t appeal to me” He complained.“And who the fuck cares if it appeals to you? Do you think I’m here to gobble on your cock as I used to before? If you can’t stand the heat, you leave the fucking kitchen, Adam. In this case, my off

JULIE"You always know it's nice to see you, Max" I hit him on the arm and made for the hug.Max looked different that morning. He always looked charming in his corporate look at work, but there was something extra about him that morning. His cologne filled the air as I admired his perfectly chiseled upper body, which was given away by the body hugging T-shirt he was on."So, what brings you to my place this morning?" I started."I really don't understand what you Birmingham women were taught. You didn't even care to offer me a place to seat" He rolled his eyes sarcastically."Oh, my bad! Kindly make yourself comfortable, his Supreme majesty" I returned the joke.He made himself comfortable on the couch close to the door and continued."I was actually around to see an aunt, so I decided to check in here since I didn't have much to do today" He explained."Oh, your aunt stays around here?" I quizzed."Nah. Not really close, but just a short distance from here""But I don't get, I've n

ADAM"I can't wait to shove our new products on Carl's face. By the time these outfits are out, He would come to respect my genius" I soliloquized, while scrolling through Twitter.CARL- My archrival. We have been sworn enemies for over 10 years. But it wasn't always like that.We were close friends from highschool. Always did things together and as a pair. We would usually sit during lunch at the cafeteria, talking about how we'd go ahead to build multi-billion euros business empires once we're done with college.Unlike me, Carl didn't come from an overly wealthy home, but his parents were doing just fine.He wasn't satisfied with being just fine. Carl wanted more and that was why he kept coming up with crazy business ideas and throwing them on my face back then.His first big idea was the automobiles, but he lacked the funds to push that dream. We had to let the idea die, because it wasn't feasible for highschool leavers to bring to reality.A year into college, we started up a bar