All Chapters of The CEO’s Private Desires : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Chapter 31 Sebastian’s point of view “Where’s this?” I asked as soon as we arrived at the venue Xavier told me he scheduled our appointment with the potential client. I’ve never been here before but if I’m not mistaken, this is like an inward playground for lovers. I mean it’s so obvious, even a dumb cow would be able to tell. Who could be this client? The owner of the business? No offense, but this looks super cheap to me and wouldn’t benefit me in any way. “I asked you for a second chance didn’t I? Begged for it even, but you refuse to give me. So I decided to scheme you into having fun with me.” He broke into a wide smile as he took my hand and dragged me alongside with him inside. We got inside and the first place he took me to was to stargaze. This isn’t what I’d like to do on my Tuesday afternoon, not when there’s a lot on my plate to filter through. “Yeah I’m gonna have to call this date a quit. I need to go call someone, Ryan specifically. And then I’m leaving, Ry

Chapter 33Sebastian’s point of view My body tinged with a cold that had me stuck in a choked daze. My limbs were numb, and my system felt dead. I presumed I was blindfolded with the trenched darkness that veiled my vision. Also, I could feel the harsh binds around my wrist and ankles to the wooden four legged chair I was seated on. ‘H…’ I moved my swollen lips to make an utterance, but couldn’t and instead broke into a shiver as my teeth drummed in cold. I was wet all over, there’s no doubt my captors had been bathing me consistently with the coldest water to spring me back to consciousness. Millions of thought raced through my brain, in raid. Who were those guys? What was their motive for abducting us? Someone must have sent them, who? Was it an enemy on my side or Ryan’s? A lot of questions! I heard the sound of the door creaked open, that announced the entry of a presence. Soon footsteps clicked and clacked to where I was. I deduced the presence is of a female individual,

Chapter 35Sebastian’s point of view In this life, three things are important to me to be able to survive and remain strong. The first is your sense and how you utilize it at all times, the second is your ability to communicate effectively as well as understand your surroundings, and lastly is how you adapt. I never had a secret security team hired for me. It was a build-up lie to get my freedom and appear powerful so something like this wouldn’t repeat itself. Though after thinking about it, I think it’s a great idea and will consider turning it into a truth thing. I’m gonna find myself a secret security service that works to protect me and fight for me in secret, only in secret. Julie Growan out of fear let me go, and promised not to come after me again if she doesn’t want to end up crippled or hospitalized by my nonexistent men. While I ride back home to clean up in a car she personally gave to me so she could be on my good side and that I’d actually keep to my deal of keeping

Chapter 37Sebastian’s point of view Still below me in height, has added more muscle than weight, painted the whole visible parts of himself in ink- tattoos. He’s become worse in my view, but better probably in his own twisted mind. “You broke into my home, wired down my security system. Don’t tell me you just wanna say hi, get on with it?” I told him from where I was seated, well relaxed and not a single stress on my face. He tsked repeatedly with a wry grin as he walked closer to where I was, both his hands held behind to hide whatever he doesn’t want me to see yet. “That’s no way to welcome your blood now is it?” His head angled at me like a maniac before he brought to light the hands he had hidden, a gun was in his left arm and he slapped it on his thigh. I looked dully at the gun, then back at his face. “Don’t make me cringe,” I said back in reference to how he called us blood. “We share the same blood from our father, don’t be cruel now Sebastian, acknowledge that.” I did

Chapter 39Sebastian’s point of view Here I am, hours later in bed with my wound stitched up and eyes closed while I pretend that I was still asleep so I wouldn’t have to talk to Ryan who has refused to leave my side. Donna too came in awhile back, told Ryan she has to stay back and tie up Sam so he wouldn’t escape while I was taken away for treatment. I just needed Ryan to be gone, I need to collect my thoughts and analyze all that’s been happening recently. I need to sit down with my mind and have a long talk with it. I can’t do that while he’s around and constantly shoving his affections all over my face, if anything- the affections are only confusing me the more. I need to know if I feel the same way about him, heck if I want something with him even. It’s been long, so long now. Though it’s been established that truly his disappearance was not intentional, and rather plotted. However, his return wasn’t jolly enough either. It’s been toots and work since he came back. I don’t