All Chapters of The CEO's Forever Pet: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

OLIVER She was terrified, shaking on the floor next to me. She had no idea how fuckable she looked right now and I'd be damned if I put my hands on her but how long could I grip the spoon so tight? "Get up, get dressed, have dinner, let's--" her small hands gripped my thigh and the rest of my words suddenly disappeared. With tears in her eyes, she looked at me , begging for it. Her hand didn't just stay there, they moved, going to my inner thigh and slowly moving up to where it throbbed hard and needed inside her like right now. She swallowed hard, stroking my dick over my pants, gripping it hard just the way I liked it. When her tongue darted across her lips, coating it with spit, I imagined her lush lips wrapped firmly around my cock as I fucked her face till she gagged and tears rolled down her eyes. "On your feet, Rebecca," I growled, battling with myself. As much as she tried to show me she was offering, I could see the trouble in her eyes. She didn't want this as much as she

REBECCA The soft lighting of my phone almost blinded me and I groaned as I got out of bed. I reached for my blue ray glasses before turning on my laptop to continue my project. It was sheer luck that I had written to the school management before I dropped out that I'd be suspending my school activities for a while. A while turned into three years. They agreed to let me pick up where I left off but I had to work fast to graduate with this set. I was already working on my project before I called it quits, no continuing from the smart me three years ago was proving difficult. Things were moving fast since I decided to focus all my thoughts on it. It was a nice distraction from Oliver- My phone's light came up and I quickly grabbed it, ignoring the tug of a smile on my lips and the warmth that spread through my chest. Theo: Up? How could I explain that my cheeks were hurting from just one word? It didn't even make any sense. When did this start? We've been texting back and forth f

OLIVER It was quiet when I got home. The silence had been blasting on full volumes for days now. No more arguments and yelling, just silence like no one lived here. “She made no attempt to leave the house,” the bodyguard reported as soon as I got home. I already figured she wouldn't attempt anything. She was mad at me and was ready to act stiff and mute till my conscience shrivelled and probably killed me from inside out. I put my things away, wondering how to get her outside her room this time. It wasn't time for dinner but we could spend time discussing what we wanted to eat. Maybe take outs or we could eat together. I was suddenly craving going on a date with her but I knew that was out of the options so I wasn't even going to suggest that. It may earn me a glare– that was a reaction at least. At this point,I would pick her yelling at me over this quiet attitude. Her silence was filling my mind apart. I stood before her door, breathing calmly to gather myself before knocking s

OLIVER I drummed my hands on the table as I read the same sentence over and over again. The words flew around, over my head and walked off the pages like theu had better things to do than let me stare at their nude form. Ever saw sentences as naked letters lying there to be thoroughly scrutinized for understanding? Fuck! Did we even have their permission to read them? Did that bastard even have the permission to meet up with her at will? I was her guardian and protector. He should be busy protecting the city. Why stick his nose in my woman? That came out wrong. She wasn't my woman, she was just… well.. my ward and my fake girlfriend. I couldn't term her my sister, God no! Foster sister? That was far from it. Fuck! I couldn't seem to concentrate, all my thoughts were playing out scenes of her kissing and moaning in his arms. He didn't touch her the last time. I checked or at least, I'd like to believe I was right. I still felt guilty for falling for her seduction and sticking my

OLIVER “I’m coming with,” Theo protested, asking for the address once I put down the call. I hadn't even said a word yet he read me like a page on the news. “No,” I wasn't going to risk her life by bringing a fucking cop around. Didn't he have some bloody sense to think that through? “I know someone just called you concerning-” “Then you'd know you can't bring a fucking cop unless you want her brains on the menu,” I snapped, feeling a lot older now having spelled that out. This was who she wanted to replace me with? Besides his good looking face– which I topped and dominated anyways– his biker fit and his American accent, there was nothing special about this man. As a reply, he crossed over to the other side and got into my car, making himself comfortable. “I'll keep my head down if I have to and pose as one of your bodyguards. I'm not letting you go all by yourself.” “I don't need a babysitter-” “It's not for you, dummy,” he took out his weapon and checked his bullets, prepari