Seducing The CEO (English Version)

The club erupted with excitement as Celina took to the dance floor, captivating every guy in the room. Her hips moved with a seductive rhythm, perfectly in sync with the wild music playing. She was a true lover of disco clubs and the vibrant nightlife, and tonight she was dancing alongside her friend Hercules. Watching Celina's intoxicated state, Hercules couldn't help but shake his head in disappointment. He knew all too well why she had been invited to the disco. Frustration welled up inside him as he cursed Lucas for causing pain to Celina. "Come on, let's dance. Stand up," Celina slurred, clearly under the influence. Leaning against the couch, tears streamed down her face as she closed her eyes. In a moment of impulse, she grabbed the Shipwrecked wine bottle and took a large gulp, but Hercules swiftly intervened and snatched it away from her. "That's enough! How long will you keep chasing after Lucas, who clearly doesn't appreciate you? Celina, you're beautiful, and there are plenty of other guys out there who would treat you right. Why waste your time on someone who doesn't want you? Are you out of your mind? Wake up!" Hercules shook her shoulder in frustration, hoping to break through to her. Celina forcefully removed Hercules' hands from her shoulder and stood up, determined to confront Lucas at his reserved table. Despite her unsteady steps, she remained unfazed by any potential insults from him, as she had grown accustomed to them. Dressed in a stunning Red Satin Dress Body Con that accentuated her voluptuous and flawless chest, Celina was a sight to behold. Her enviable figure drew the attention of every man in the club, causing some to strain their necks for a better view, while others faced the disapproval of their girlfriends. With a knowing smile, Celina reveled in the fact that she had become the object of desire, captivating the fantasies of almost every man in the room. Lucas sat at a table with his colleagues and employees, basking in the celebration of Montenegro Industries' success. Laughter and chatter filled the air, creating a lively atmosphere. However, the mood abruptly shifted when Celina unexpectedly approached Lucas. His expression soured at the sight of her, as he detested women who relentlessly pursued him. With a seductive smile, Celina fearlessly took a seat on Lucas' lap, catching everyone by surprise. The room fell into a momentary silence as both Lucas and his companions tried to process the unexpected turn of events. Lucas quickly regained his composure and shot Celina a withering gaze, silently conveying his annoyance. Whispers circulated among the table, causing the female employees to gasp in surprise. The men couldn't help but whistle at the audacity of Celina's actions, and she responded by giving them a seductive look, playfully biting her lower lip. "Get out of my lap or I'll push you!" Lucas whispered angrily to Celina, his voice filled with suppressed rage. He tightly gripped her right arm, causing her to wince in pain. The scent of Lucas, with its intoxicating aroma, seemed to ignite a peculiar sensation within Celina's body. An electric charge pulsed through her as he held her arm, creating a mix of conflicting emotions. "What if I refuse? What can you do? Or are you going to insult me again like you did back in high school? Can you bring yourself to do that to an attractive and beautiful woman right in front of you?!" Celina whispered provocatively to Lucas, challenging him with her words. Lucas smiled at his companions, subtly gesturing to maintain composure. He was aware that creating a scene outside would not bode well for his newly appointed position as CEO of Montenegro Industries. With the need to protect his reputation, he guided Celina out of the club and into a sleek black Limo. Sensing Lucas' seething anger, Celina braced herself for what was to come. Once inside the Limo, Lucas forcefully pulled her closer and unleashed a passionate kiss. The intensity of Lucas' actions made Celina's lips feel tender, evoking a mixture of emotions within her. "Dāmn it!" she thought, realizing the complexity of her feelings in that moment. It seemed like she was captivated by the irresistible allure of his kiss, her senses overwhelmed. A soft sigh escaped her lips, unable to contain her growing desire. Celina let out a gasp as Lucas fervently undressed her and tenderly caressed her bosom. Her heightened arousal was evident as she experienced a mix of intense emotions. She couldn't solely blame him; after all, she had willingly approached him, like a prey offering itself to be consumed. "This is what you desired, isn't it? Then accept the consequences!" Lucas responded in frustration, swiftly turning her around and entering her with fervor. Celina whimpered, a mix of pleasure and discomfort as she realized it was her first time. She tightly held onto the seat of the Limo, wondering why it had to happen there in all places. Lucas was taken aback. He never expected Celina to be inexperienced. According to his sources, she spent her nights at the disco with different men and stayed in various houses. Guilt washed over Lucas, and he secretly felt annoyed with himself. There was no turning back now, so he continued his actions, moving in and out of Celina's warmth. Initially uncomfortable, Celina gradually found pleasure replacing the pain, her excitement building. She couldn't help but moan with increasing intensity as Lucas passionately moved behind her. Lucas groaned with pleasure, surprised by the tightness he encountered. He increased the intensity of his movements until they both reached the peak of ecstasy. Both of them were perspiring. Celina wasn't the type of woman Lucas would typically desire. She wasn't his first encounter with a virgin either. He composed himself and instructed Celina to get dressed and leave the Limo. A sense of disgust washed over him, as if he wanted to forcefully eject her from his Limo. "That's no longer my concern! Leave!" Lucas's face was almost unrecognizable, contorted with anger. Celina's expression twisted into a scowl as she hastily exited the Limo. A sense of self-pity washed over her, unable to shake off the unsettling encounter. As the Limo drove away, Lucas discreetly observed Celina standing there through the rearview mirror. Guilt resurfaced in his heart, but his concern quickly escalated when he noticed a group of men forcefully pulling Celina towards them. Reacting swiftly, he pressed the red button and instructed the driver to return to the club. "Wow, dude, she's hot. Damn, she's so fine," one of the men commented, gripping Celina tightly as she struggled to break free. Fear surged through Celina as she realized luck was not on her side. "Let me go!" she cried out, fighting against their hold as they dragged her into a dark area. A wave of nausea washed over her as the menacing faces of her attackers loomed over her. "You're so tempting, so irresistible!" one of them sneered, caressing her thigh, while another restrained her hands. They forcefully took her to a dimly lit hut and delivered a brutal blow to her stomach. Celina whimpered in pain, feeling weak and disoriented. They laid her down and callously tore her already tattered clothes. "Lucas..." she whispered, her voice barely audible, before darkness enveloped her. Lucas couldn't comprehend why he felt such concern for this infuriating woman. He commanded his five bodyguards to mercilessly confront the assailants. Without hesitation, he lifted the unconscious Celina into his arms. He removed his polo shirt and gently placed it on her, providing some semblance of cover. Carrying her carefully, he brought her inside the Limo. Tenderly, he laid her down and adjusted her position. His eyes fell upon the bruise on her stomach, igniting a surge of anger within him. He wished he could obliterate those monsters. Thankfully, he had called the police, and they had apprehended the culprits. With no other option, he decided to bring Celina to his own home. His servants were taken aback as they witnessed their master bringing a woman into his house for the first time. Lucas had taken it upon himself to rescue her, relying solely on his own efforts. "Aling Digna, please help her change clothes and prepare the guest room," Lucas instructed his housekeeper, who promptly followed his orders. With utmost care, he gently placed Celina on the soft bed. He stole a moment to admire her delicate features, noticing how her pointed nose perfectly complemented her heart-shaped face, and her inviting lips. His gaze lingered on her rosy lips. Suddenly, Celina stirred and slowly opened her eyes. Lucas instinctively moved his face away, his expression turning serious. Startled, Celina sat up, wincing in pain and clutching her stomach. The discomfort between her thighs added to her distress. "Ouch!" she whimpered, a smile forming on her face as she looked at Lucas's serious expression. Secretly, she felt a deep sense of gratitude towards him for rescuing her from those malicious individuals. It was a revelation that the man she loved possessed a heart of gold. Her heart fluttered with overwhelming joy. He was her knight in shining armor. She longed to scream with delight at the sheer magnitude of her emotions. "T-thank you," she managed to utter, her voice filled with sincerity, directed towards Lucas. "Take some rest," Lucas simply said before leaving her presence. Celina wanted to scream with joy, overwhelmed by the intense emotions she felt. However, her elation quickly subsided as she remembered her pressing issue. She needed money for her mother's chemotherapy treatments. She felt a sense of shame relying on her friend Hercules to shoulder the expenses. They had formed a deep bond ever since they met at a restaurant owned by Hercules, where he had come to her defense when a customer mistreated her. At that time, she was working as a waitress to support her mother, who worked as a laundry woman. The door to Celina's temporary room swung open once again, revealing Aling Digna carrying a set of women's clothing. With a warm smile, she handed the clothes to Celina and informed her that after changing, she should proceed downstairs to the dining room, where Lucas awaited their dinner together. Celina nodded in acknowledgment, swiftly getting dressed before making her way to the dining room. Lucas was already seated, patiently waiting for her. Her heart raced uncontrollably, her knees feeling weak. She had an inexplicable urge to flee from the house, struggling to comprehend the whirlwind of emotions swirling within her. "Eat!" Lucas commanded, diverting his attention to the food. Celina secretly marveled at the beauty and grandeur of the house. It was the kind of place that made you wish you had it all. She complied and began to eat, realizing only then how famished she was. The flavors of the food tantalized her taste buds, a stark contrast to her usual meals. A pang of sadness washed over her as she wondered if her mother had already eaten. Suddenly, dizziness overcame her, and Celina instinctively placed her hand on her head. Lucas noticed her condition and promptly stood up, approaching her with genuine concern. "Are you alright?" Lucas asked Celina, his worry evident. Instead of responding, she suddenly fainted. Damn it! He swiftly picked up the pale Celina and carefully placed her in his car, rushing her to the hospital. Fortunately, it turned out to be a case of extreme fatigue for Celina. Lucas purchased the prescribed vitamins for her, ensuring she had everything she needed without any financial burden. Celina regained consciousness and found Lucas sleeping beside her. A smile formed on her lips. Could fate truly be so playful? The person who had harbored resentment and anger towards her was now the one extending a helping hand. She couldn't believe that the stern and serious Lucas had a hidden tender side. It only deepened her infatuation and love for him. Her thoughts turned to her mother, and she located her bag, noticing it on the bedside table. She dialed Hercules's number, relieved when he answered promptly. "Hercules," she whispered softly, stealing a glance at Lucas. Celina winced as Hercules scolded her on the other end of the line. She moved her cellphone slightly away, knowing that it was wrong to leave her friend at the disco club the night before. However, she had no regrets, as she was now with her prince charming. A surge of excitement coursed through her veins. "I'm sorry, but guess who's here with me?" she softly replied to her friend. "I don't have time for games, Celina. Tell me where you are, and I'll come to you," Hercules's voice conveyed his irritation. "I'm actually on my way home now, Hercules. I know everything you're doing for my mother is already beyond generous, but could you visit her? Aling Teri is with her at the moment. I know you can't resist helping, please?" she pleaded with her dear friend. "Fine, and make sure you go see them," came the response from the other end of the line. "Thank you, bye!" she bid her friend farewell. Just as she ended the call, the doctor entered and informed her that she would be discharged soon. She couldn't help but smile to herself. If Lucas had even the slightest concern for her, did that mean there was a possibility that he could develop feelings for her?