All Chapters of Trapping the CEO: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

GIAAt the age of twenty-three, I still haven't had a boyfriend. Aside from not being interested in it, who would even like someone like me? As my friend Cleo once said, I look older than our housemaid, Manang Lucinda. Just like now, Cleo is here in the house and we're having a sleepover."Gia, seriously! You scared me to death. You're scarier than a ghost with that outfit. Where did you even buy that? It looks like something Miss Minchin would wear to sleep! It's a closed neck, really? Yes, I know your house and your room have air conditioning, but you could at least wear a pair of pajamas," she said, rolling her eyes. I laughed. Cleo Sta. Catalina's family isn't rich. She was my classmate in high school and even in university because of a scholarship. Her father is a clerk at the municipal office and her mother has a small variety store. She has an older brother named Corbin, who's two years older than us.She's kind to me and always gives me various foods. I jokingly tell her that

It has been two weeks since that dinner from hell. I also changed my cellphone number the next day. It wasn't difficult because only a few people knew my number. The siblings of Sta. Catalina, Attorney, Tito Alfonso, and... no one else. I haven't spoken to him since that dinner except for informing him that I changed my number.If it's business, I have a different cellphone for that. Besides, my employees know they can only call me until five o'clock, and unless the building is collapsing or there's a fire, they shouldn't disturb my rest. I don't even watch the news anymore. Often, JL's face appears on the E-news with his flavor of the day. Not flavor of the month because he changes his companion before a month is over.It's Saturday and Cleo and I are together today. We stopped by for coffee and she winced at what I was wearing. It's like she's extremely bothered by my outfit."Aren't you sweating in your long sleeves that are buttoned up to your neck? It feels like I'm suffocating j

WEDDING NIGHT. Well, it's not really like that. We haven't had a proper conversation with JL yet and our marriage happened hastily. It was a marriage for convenience which turned out to be a double convenience because he also needed help. When Tito Alfonso was arrested, I found out from JL that aside from freezing their bank accounts, all of their family's assets were also frozen. The only reason why JL has kept the condo is because it is under his name. Meanwhile, his mother went back to the ancestral house inherited from her parents. When I asked JL who his mother was with, he told me that the two caretakers were there. That's where we're headed right now to drop off Dad. Dad was quiet throughout the journey and lost in deep thought. JL drove us, and we were both in the front. The drive was approximately forty-five minutes south. We were heading to Batangas, and the house was quite far from the city. "Gia, can you text Mom and see if there's food in the house. If not, we can just

JLI immediately blocked Rolf's view. "Turn around and don't look at my wife," I said, laughing. He followed suit. I let out a sigh and glanced at Gia. "Hon, can you grab a robe in the bedroom and put it on. Sorry, I didn't know this fool is coming in today."Gia rolled her eyes but still did as I asked. She left her coffee on the table. My robe is big enough to cover her from head to toe. She wouldn't sweat since there's an air conditioner."Can I turn around now, doofus?" Rolf asked."I guess! I already sent her to our bedroom. What are you doing here?" I scratched my head."I need a place to crash," he said while walking towards the kitchen. I saw him pour coffee into a cup. I can't believe what I'm hearing right now."A place to crash? You have so much money, pick any hotel you want." I wiped my face. Rolf can be annoying sometimes, and you'll wonder why we became best friends."I don't want to. I want to stay here in your condo," he replied with a grin. He sat on the sofa with hi

JLI am in the middle of the meeting and I can't concentrate. When I left, Gia was still sleeping. I lost count how many times I took her yesterday and even in the wee hours of the morning. If she's not able to walk properly when she wakes up — it's my fault. But I couldn't get enough of her.I don't understand anything in the presentation, but I acted like I am listening. I can always read my secretary's notes later. We have a French client that's very picky with the model he wants for the product. The endorser he wants is a woman with a certain beauty. No matter how many times he explained, he still didn't like any of our models. So my team brainstormed and presented their ideas today.Mr. Allaire wanted to branch out in the Philippines. They have several branches in the United States — particularly in New York and California. And last year, they opened one in Toronto. The construction here is ongoing, so they want to be prepared for the commercial. They have the money and we need t