A NIGHT WITH THE CRAZY CEO

**ADRIAN**

I dropped Brianna in the car and slid in next to her before closing the door. She was still shivering madly even after she got into the car. She must have spent a lot of time under that heavy rain.

“Can you see where your stubbornness got you? If you had accepted to get in the car with me earlier, you wouldn’t be here shivering like a scared puppy.” I said glaring at her pointedly. She ignored what I said and acted as if I wasn’t talking to her. I rolled my eyes at her ridiculous behavior.

“Brandon?” I called his attention.

“Yes, Mr. Adrian?” He responded turning slightly in his seat.

“Can you turn on the heater of the car?” I asked.

“Of course.” He said and turned on the heater.

“Where is your house located Brianna?’ I questioned turning my head to face her but I found her sleeping.

“Brianna! Brianna!!” I called while tapping her to get her to wake up but she didn’t even move a muscle. She must have passed out from staying under that rain for too long.

“Where are we gonna take her to Mr. Adrian? Should we just drop her off in a hotel so she can find her way home tomorrow morning?” Brandon suggested.

“No, that won’t be good. If we drop her off in a hotel, it would be risky and since she’s cold, she might catch a severe cold if she’s not well monitored and taken care of. Besides, she’s unconscious at the moment so let’s take her home.” I stated.

“Okay Sir.” He said and focused on driving.

After thirty minutes, Brandon drove into the mansion and stopped the car. I alighted from the car and lifted her into my arms and she immediately snuggled closer to me and gripped my shirt in my hands making me wonder if she’s really unconscious.

“I’ll carry her inside Sir.” Brandon offered.

“No, don’t worry about it. Just bring in my briefcase and her bag.”

I strode into the mansion with Brianna in my arms and the maids doing one thing or the other  quickly lined up to greet me but they paused when they say the lady in my arms. Looks of confusion and surprise crossed their faces; they must be wondering who she is.

I ignored them and continued to the stairs. They didn’t even wait for me to be out of earshot when they began gossiping among themselves.

I got to the guest bedroom and laid her on the bed gently not minding how wet she is. I was contemplating on whether to take off her clothes or leave it on her. Her cold would get worse of the clothes are not taken off her so I settled on taking it off.

The perverted side of me wanted me to take it off myself so I can see what is underneath the clothes but my decent side kicked against that thought.

I went out of the room in search of the head maid. I found her in the kitchen and called her over.

“Matilda, I need you to go to the guest bedroom and change the dress of the lady there into one of my shirts and underwear and make sure to cover her with a duvet when you’re done changing her clothes. And also remember to dry her clothes.” I ordered and she nodded before walking out of my sight to carry out my orders.

I went to my own bedroom and freshened up then put on sweatshirt and sweatpants before going to the living room with my laptop to get some work done. Matilda came to meet me after she was done attending to Brianna.

“I’ve done what you told me to do Sir.” She said.

“Alright, tell the cook to prepare a soup that can get rid of cold.” I stated and continued with what I was doing.

A few hours later, I was so engrossed in the work I was doing on my laptop that I rejected dinner when a maid came to tell me that dinner was ready. It was a loud scream that diverted my attention from what I was doing and I could already tell the person that the scream came from.

**BRIANNA**

I woke up to the delicious smell of soup. Chicken noodle soup to be precise. Don’t ask me  how I know the particular type of soup it is; I’ve drank a lot of soup to know the particular one it is when I smell one. I turned my head to the direction where the delicious smell was coming from and I found a bowl of soup on the bedside table.

It took me a minute or two to take note of my surroundings. The bed I was lying on was way more soft and spacious to be my own bed. I looked around the room and my eyes landed on a painting of a waterfall. It looked so beautiful and breathtaking that I wished to see it in real life. There were Japanese gilt panels on the walls.  There was also a beautiful floor lamp standing beside an antique armchair.

I was still admiring the room when I remembered that I was in an unknown place. A place that sure looked beautiful. I thought of all the possibilities of how I could have gotten here but I got none. I remembered standing by the side of the road waiting for a cab to drive by then an expensive looking car stopped in front of me. I couldn’t remember anything other than that.

I looked down at myself and saw that I was not wearing my clothes but a man’s shirt and underwear. I released a loud scream when I saw what I was putting on. Don’t tell me that I’ve been kidnapped, have I been raped? Am I gonna be sacrificed to the gods? I was bombarded with different types of ridiculous thoughts.

I heard heavy footsteps coming towards the door and moved further back on bed as I shivered in fear. I looked around to see if I could find any weapon to use if it was my captor that was coming to shut me up for screaming loudly. I got hold of the bedside lamp and held it in front of me just as someone opened the door.

I raised my head to look at my captor so I can see his face before killing him with my weapon. I was kinda surprised at who I saw. How could he kidnap me just because of a mere prank? How could he?

“What are you doing here? Don’t tell me you kidnapped me just because of all what I’ve done to you?!” I shouted while pointing the lamp at him. His brows furrowed and he looked puzzled after hearing what I said.

“Kidnap you? Why would I kidnap you for fuck’s sake?” He asked.

“I don’t know? Maybe so you could teach me a lesson or rape me.” I yelled.

“Calm your tits missy. I didn’t kidnap you.”

“Then what am I doing here?”

“I just saved you from spending the night under the rain.” He stated and I began recalling all what had happened.

“Oh.” I uttered dumbly and returned the lamp back to where I took it from.

“Yeah, oh.” He mimicked me.

“Well, why couldn’t you take me to my house after taking me away from the bus stop?”

“I asked for your address but you didn’t reply because you passed out.” He said simply.

“Oh okay.” I nodded and we stared at each other for some seconds. He broke the eye contact first and looked at the bowl of soup.

“You haven’t drank your soup?”

“How do you expect me to drink soup in an unknown place when I thought I was kidnapped? What if the soup was poisoned?” I exclaimed.

“The soup isn’t poisoned so drink it up before it gets cold. You have a cold and the soup will get rid of it.” He said and as if on cue, I sneezed loudly right at that moment.

I took the bowl of soup and drank it up within a few minutes. I burped loudly and patted my stomach and Mr. Adrian stared at me in amusement.

“That is unladylike you know?” He asked sarcastically.

“Oh please, don’t tell me what is ladylike and unladylike.” I responded. I looked at the wall clock and saw that it was way past midnight and I gasped loudly.

“I have to get going.” I shouted and jumped off the bed.

“Where are you going by this time?” He questioned.

“I’m going home. My mother would be worried sick because I’ve not gotten home yet.”. I said.

“You can’t go home by this time. It very late already and it will be very dangerous out there.”

“I don’t care. I’m gonna get home tonight. Where are my clothes?” I asked.

“I don’t know where they are. You’re not going home tonight and that’s final.”

“You can’t tell me what to do.”

“Oh I can. I’m your boss so I get to tell you what to do.”

“We’re not at work so I have a say in this.”Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

“Nope, you don’t have a say in this. I’m your boss everywhere we go.” He said with a smug expression on his face.

“You’re acting like an overprotective husband right now.” I kvetched.

“I can be your husband if you want.” He flirted.

“Eww no.”

“Well just know that if you do as much as walk out of this room, I’m either deducting from your salary or firing you.” He threatened.

“Why are you doing this right now?”

“I’m doing this because I’m trying to protect my image. What if you walk out of this mansion and something nasty happens to you on the way home? People will blame it on me because they saw me carrying you into my car last night.” He explained.

“Ugh! Whatever.” I said sitting begrudgingly on the bed.

“By the way, you look better in my clothes. Maybe I should give you my clothes and you should be wearing them from now on.” He flirted and my face turned to a bright shade of red. I probably looked like an overripe tomato right now. Besides, where did this flirtatious side come from?

TBC