Dear CEO: I want Revenge

Open Up To Me.

I received a text message from Aran when Bastian and I were going up the stairs of the mansion towards the master bedroom.

"Don't wait up for me. I love you. Tonight, I'm taking the night to catch up on pending work."

I can't believe it.

He thinks he can buy me with that.

Surely, he's already married to that witch.

Bastian takes my phone and moves it away from me.

"Enough, Larissa. It's time for you to fulfill what we agreed upon," he tells me, taking me by the wrist.

"There's no need to say it in that tone. We had already talked about this," I tried to defend my pride a bit.

"What? Are you scared? Your pulse is racing," he speaks a few centimeters away; by this point, he has me against the wall of the room.

"Of course not," I say with my head held high, but the truth is, I'm nervously on edge.

There's something about him that I find attractive; I don't know if it's because he's of French origin or something, but I can't help but think that his scent is very pleasant.

Without further ado, he takes me by the nape and pulls me towards him, kissing me as if he were absorbing my soul.

In surprise, I hesitate a bit, but end up kissing him too. I wrapped my arms around his neck.

If I'm going to do something, I'm going to do it right.

He starts taking off my dress, unzipping the side it has, his hand entering and touching my skin, which is now warm.

For my part, I removed his work jacket and tie, as if I had a lot of experience.

I'm not a saint, but I haven't had many intimate encounters.

"I see you've been waiting for this," he whispers in my ear, sounding quite egocentric, but I don't pay attention at the moment.

"I see you have too," I replied, and he just smiled a little.

I don't know what this is all about, but if he wants me to fulfill my duty as a wife, I'll do it.

After finishing taking off the dress, I'm left in my underwear.

He looks at me with his doctor's gaze, as if he were studying me.

For a moment, I felt insecure, but then he guided me again, laying me on the bed, with him on top of me.

He runs a hand over my body from top to bottom to feel its relief and temperature too.

It's incredible how he can make me feel alive.

This doesn't happen with Aran, not because we don't have intimacy, but because he has never done it with this kind of passion.

Bastian kissed me again, and I felt that his lips strangely fit with mine.

He is now only in his dress pants, but he looks incredible with his well-formed and muscular body. I had no idea that under that suit there would be such an attractive man.

My hair is now a mess, and we haven't even started.

Bastian started kissing my neck, rubbing his body against mine. Nothing has ever felt so good.

My eyes close to enjoy the pleasure he gives me.

Bastian is about to remove his panties when his cell phone rings, in the pocket of his pants, someone is calling him.

I furrow my brows.

"Wait a moment," he says, taking the phone out of his pants.

I'm truly confused by this.

I saw him leave the room and immediately got angry.

"But, Bastian, you said no phones!" I complained, getting out of bed.

I walk after him as fast as I can, not caring that I'm in my underwear.

Bastian gestures for me to be silent, which leaves me speechless.

"Helena, tell me what happened?" he asks the woman on the phone.

This is unheard of!

I rush towards him and try to take the cell phone from him, but he's more agile, so he manages to keep it in his hand.

He struggles with me for a moment until he pushes me aside.

Annoyed, I decide it's better to leave there, seeing what this man prefers.

If he prefers her, then he shouldn't look for me.

He's a hypocrite!

I search for the clothes that I had on before all the luxuries.

I quickly got dressed, and I knew Bastian was still talking to that woman.

I rolled my eyes and went out again.

"I'll fulfill my duties as a wife when you do too!" I shouted at him and left without caring about anything.

"Helena, I have to hang up," he says, and then he goes after me, but it is not something that concerns me anymore.

Once I'm outside, I signal the valet parking.

This man came towards me quickly.

"How can I be of service, miss?" he asks, as it seems strange to him that I'm outside at this hour.

"I want you to take me to the city. I'll pay you," I tell him, to which he just nods, seeing that I'm not in the mood.

"I'll do it, miss. Although my boss is Mr. Dupont," he says, somewhat embarrassed about the p*****t.

I heard Bastian coming from behind, and I kept my gaze up.

"Can you tell me what the hell is wrong with you?" he asks me in a bad way, taking me by the arm so that I face him.

"Nothing, just that if you prefer to talk to your ex, then I'm not doing anything here," I replied without a trace of fear.

"Helena is my mother's personal assistant. She called me for an emergency, so I need you to behave like my wife. Not like a silly girl," he speaks, and I feel my soul sink.

His mother?

Oh no.

"Does she have the same name as that woman? How bizarre," I said, not knowing what else to say to the situation.

"Enough games, Larissa. My mother is in the hospital, and I need you to come with me," he tells me, and for the first time, I have no objections.

"I'm sorry; I had no idea."

"Wait for me here," he almost ordered.

I nod, and the valet parking is also there, uncomfortable.

After a moment, he comes out of the mansion already changed.

We get into the car, and he accelerates the engine without hesitation.

"It's time for you to meet my family," he tells me when we arrive at the hospital. "Try not to ruin it."

I bite my lower lip hard to keep from uttering obscenities.

Double crap!