All Chapters of Mr. CEO, Do you think I'm pretty too?: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

"Don't look away," he whispered, husky with need. His words were a low, hungry command, and I forced myself to look up, my eyes locking with his as he watched me unravel under his touch. The intensity of his gaze, the way he seemed to see into the very core of me, was too much, too overwhelming. "You're so beautiful," he murmured, his voice velvet and ragged. "I want to see it all—every moment, every gasp, every shiver. Don't hold back." My body sang with his praise, and I surrendered to the pleasure, the intensity of the moment shattering any remaining reserve. The heat built and built, threatening to engulf me in its fiery embrace, until suddenly I shattered, a broken symphony of moans and tremors that shook me to my core. Damien watched, his eyes dark with lust as he pulled his fingers from my depths, slick with her release. He studied the sticky texture, a satisfied smirk played at the corner of his lips. He had no shame whatsoever as he put his fingers into his mouth, licki

Damien's POV As I stood in the grand library of the Sullivan estate, my fingers tracing the spines of books that had been in my family for generations I sighed internally. Alot has happened these past few weeks and it would have been a lie if I said it hadn't taken a toll on me, but as the next Don of the Sullivan family, I had to stand firmly, to prove that I am more than capable of handling myself in situations like these. I'm just grratfl for Vivian being in my life right now. I just prayed she would stick around longer than most, because in the last fifteen years of my life as the heir to my father's legacy, Vivian has been the best thing to happen to me, a sliver of light in my otherwise dark world. But as our relationship progresses, I know sooner or later i would tell her the secrets of my other life, would she even stay after that? My lips pressed into a thin line as my brows furrowed, just thinking about it made me feel uneasy, and I wasn't the kind of man who got flustered e

"I can handle sly," I said. "We need to be cautious about this..." My father's expression softened, but only slightly. "Caution is essential. We can’t afford to underestimate the Montellis, nor can we afford to miscalculate the Gallos' intentions. They are just as dangerous." I nodded, absorbing his words. He was right, of course. The Montellis were not to be taken lightly, and neither were the Gallos. It was a good thing we were both on the same team. But if we were going to make a stand, we needed all the support we could get. "How do you want to play this?" I asked, feeling the weight of leadership settling on my shoulders. It was one thing to take the reins of the family, but another to do so in the midst of a brewing war. "We need to arrange a meeting with Enzo," my father replied, his tone steady. "And we’ll lay out our terms. We have to be clear about what we expect from them and what they can expect from us. No surprises." I nodded again, this time with determination. "

I've always prided Myself on control and power, I was always Ten steps ahead of life and I was tactical when it came to handling things. There was always a plan, a way out of any situation, no matter how daunting it might seem. This was how I ran my business and my empire as the next Don of the Sullivan family, and by extension, this attitude was carried into my relationships through the years. But right now, this very moment, I wasn't in control. All hell had broken loose and it was all because of one confounded desperate woman who was hell bent on ruining the one good thing in my life right now. The only peace of mind I had. "What the fuck is wrong with you?" I snarled, my voice low and dangerous. Lisa stumbled back, her eyes wide with a mixture of fear and satisfaction. “Damien, I—” . Lisa planned this, she fucking planned all this out to ruin my relationship with Vivian. I swear it took all the patience I had left in me right now not to empty my bullets into her skull as the d

Ten minutes passed by, and I heard the low rumble of Luca’s car pulling up next to mine. With practised ease, I put the gun back it its holster and straightened up, putting on the mask of indifference I had perfected over the years. This was just another job. Just another necessary step to keep myself alive. I was doing this to keep myself alive. That's what I've always told myself. And that's what I'd always believed. It was a necessary move in this world to ensure my own survival. I stepped out of my car, the gun tucked away inside my coat. Luca stepped out of his car, rain droplets shimmering in the dim light as he walked over. He pulled his coat closer to shield himself from the rain. The unkept stubble and dark circles underneath his eyes carved out his dedication to the precinct. A signature of the years he'd spent as a detective, chasing one criminal after another. But after years of toiling in the underworld, I've learnt the difference between him and me. I knew when to loo