The Last Ceo’s Deal

A DEAL WITH THE CEO

By the time Edward comes back with the pancake, I’m dead asleep on couch.

I felt a tap on my lap and I fluttered my eyes open to the aroma of pancake whooshing through my nostrils.

“You were tired after all, you slept off”

“Told ya!”

“Common, beat this, I’ll grab a juice for you.”

“Please stop being sweet, I’m tired of swooning.” I told him and he rolled his eyes.

“If little things like this make you swoon, I’m doing this ten times over again.” He grinned and went to juice while I munched on the snack.

It was really nice…Edward was actually good in the kitchen.

I was about to take another bite when the door slid open and I looked up, expecting to see Laurel or Jay.

Fanuel!!

My heart jumped for joy at the sight of him. Why was he here?

He was still dressed cooperatively in his suit though his first three buttons were ripped and his tie was slightly loose making it seems as if he was undressing in the car.

Why did that seem so sexy in my ears as I imagined him doing that in my presence.

He stared over at me and strides slowly towards me, not breaking eye contact with me.

He sat very close to me and took the pancake from hand , took it to his mouth and ate it …. very slowly still fixing his gaze at me and I felt momentarily hot.

I stared at his moving pink lips as I wanted him to eat me that way too. Why was this man torturing me in this manner?

“Did you forget something?” I forcefully found my voice and asked.

“Mm…no.”

“Why did you come back?”

“I couldn’t concentrate..” he said sincerely and looked around.

“Why?…” My voice quivered and my heart raced in anticipation of what he’s about to say.

He took the plate from me and dropped it slowly on the side table before lookin at me…. gosh.. What’s that look on his face?

“Christine…” He rolled out my name really slowly and nudged forward.

I licked my lips and sighed, I can’t do this anymore.

This torture…this sweet feeling and his sexy stare is too much.

I fucking want him, I want to quench this throbbing desire beneath anytime he comes in contact.

I pushed my breast closer to him to meet his body.

“Fuck Christine!!” He cursed and slammed his hands on the chair.

Our face was dangerously close as he brushed his nose with mine sending waves of sparks cursing through my entire body.

“What are you doing to me?” He whispered through my nose and I bit my lips…so hard.

“Fanuel….”

I whispered his name with dire need, I just wanted him!!

I don’t fucking care about the consequences, I want him to quench this…this toture.

The clacking of glass could be heard and I quickly whipped myself away from Fanuel.

Edward.

I’ve totally forgotten that he was still here, gosh!! What if he had caught us in such a position?

Yeah, what if?

He’s my husband after all.

Fanuel glanced at the direction of the kitchen and stared back at me, still with needy eyes.

“Who?”

“Edward”. I replied but his eyes flickered to a non pleasing one immediately.

He went back to his sitting position and sighed, taking off his jacket unbuttoning his shirt.

Can he at least not do that in my sight?

Edward came over and was shocked to see Fanuel seated beside me.

“Hey, what’s up…I thought you should be at the office.”

“I’m home.” He simply said and collected the juice from him pouring it into the glass tumbler for himself.

He took a sip and continued.

“I came home to rest.”

“You could always rest in the office, why did you come home?”

“I just needed a break.” Edward wasn’t convinced at all.

“Did Christine do something?” He stared at me before focusing his attention on Fanuel.

“Yes.” He said and it was my turn to look at him.

“Fanuel, we can go back to the office and discuss it.”

Poor Edward, he’s scared Fanuel will lose himself and beat me up.

“No, she knows what she did.”

I know?

Edward looked at me with a ‘what’s going on look’ and I shrugged.

“Did Mirabel piss you off that you want to vent it on her?”

“Don’t bring Mirabel into this right now, I’m still trying to deal with her shit.”

“What? She backed out of the plan?”

What plan? Why are they bringing her name up?

“Edward, I just read rest okay. You should take a break too, I will babysit my wife.”

Fanuel said and Edward rolled his eyes.

“Babysit?” I blurted out and stressed them.

“I’m not a baby and I don’t need anyone to babysit me.”

“You’re misunderstanding the concept Christine…it’s no…”

“It is what it is…I’ll babysit her so don’t worry, she’s a stubborn baby after all.”

Fanuel said and I glared at him while Edward wasn’t looking so pleased.

“What’s Mirabel’s plan, i mean what’s she doing in the company?” I asked curiously as I felt irritated that she had access to Fanuel.

“It’s nothing serious Christine, just some professional glitches that need to be sorted out ”

Edward said and glared at him knowing that was a blatant lie.

“I needed to use her to save the company ” Fanuel blurted out and Edward was shocked.

“Why?” I asked.

“Her father is the president and through her, he can do anything…I mean anything to make the company go global. He can go as far as lifting up that signed contract and coercing other companies to carry on their projects with my company.”

I cringe at how lucky that bitch was. She was able to help Fanuel but I was useless, no wonder he looked calm these past months and always coming home late.

For some reason, I felt bad and useless. Fanuel had every reason to like her.

“On what grounds, she’s definitely not going to do all that for free.” Of course, knowing Mirabel and her sassiness she would definitely ask for something in return and what she would ask scares me that my stomach churns into pain.

I didn’t know why I felt that way but I’m beginning to get attached to this guy that I might eat anyone to pulp if anyone dares claim him.

Yeah!! I sound outright stupid but that’s the case right now. I was allowed to claim him until after the contract, right?

Edward looked dazed and confused, I couldn’t blame him for reacting that way. Who would have thought Fanuel would open up easily to me about whatever he is up to, he would rather toss me in a heap of dirt than have this conversation.

But I wasn’t going to keep quiet either, I was ready to force him to tell me or find it out forcefully…I shouldn’t be kept in the dark any longer.

“You’re right, Mirabel had an agreement with me.

I’m getting married to her.”

He dropped the bomb shell and I couldn’t hide my shock.

My worst fear was finally going to happen as I felt a sharp pain in the pit of my stomach.NôvelDrama.Org content rights.