The Last Ceo’s Deal

A DEAL WITH THE CEO

Christine.

I was in the midst of these old horny men, drinking and flapping their tongue mannerlessly as they stared lustfully at me making me want to puke in disgust.

“You never told me she’s this hot.” One of them said and grinned widely while the other agreed and smirked.

“She has to be fully ripe before showing her outside, but she’s all yours now.” Webb said making me quiver in fear.

What did he mean by that?

I saw them draft out a cheque note and penned down some words on the cheque and stretched it to Webb whose grin widened as he stared at the contents of the cheque.

I’ll be waiting at the parking lot, just hit a call and I’ll come over.”

He said and they convinced him to stay over for a few drinks but he declined.

Dread and fear clouded my entire being as I was being dragged to a dark room and the three of them smacked their lips eagerly while one of them started to unbutton their shirts and pants.

“Please…”I whimpered, a resounding slap sent me crashing on the bed.

I saw my worst nightmare happening again before my very eyes.

I struggled until I struggled no more.

“Christine?”

They called my name and shook but I was long dead, I was drenched in a dilemma I don’t want to wake up from.

Fuck you all!! I yelled in utter pain and despair.

A strong hand helped me and I struggled to get such hands off my body, kicking my feets to hit such a douchebag after ripping me off.

“Christine!” The stupid voice was louder but I would have anyone deceive me, I want to leave here.. I want to run far away from Webb and everyone else to find solitude for once.

“Christine!!” My eyes snapped open.

The room was dark with that familiar sweet smell as panic washed through me.

A huge pair of hands clapped my mouth and almost yelled.

“Christine…please, it’s okay. It’s me.”

Fanuel?

I felt his hands wrapped around my waist and nudged me closer.

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Fanuel cursed and tensed over me until he flipped me over so he could hug me, nudging and coaxing me to take calm breaths.

My life was a mess because of Webb no matter how I try to fight or dismiss it.

I cling unto Webb and hiccup and give a huge breath with his soothing hands telling me it’s okay.

“Shh…that’s okay baby” He kissed my hair and continued coaxing me until I fell asleep, gradually drafting me into darkness.

*****

The sun rays splashed beautifully in the room where I gave a loud mannerless yawn. I sat up to meet the most gorgeous pair of icy blue eyes staring intently at me with his laptop on his side.

I looked around to be sure this was my room and signed.

It was my room, so why was he here this morning?

“Beautiful morning.” He said not to break eye contact with me and I felt so uncomfortable.

He should stop trying his best to look more beautiful when he’s already dazzling with those eyes.

I murmured good morning to him and gave a tight smile.

“Are you feeling okay now?” He asked as worry laced his face making me confused.

“Yeah, I’m good.”

“Want to talk about it? I had to check up on you cause I felt I heard your voice” He asked with that calm voice and before I could frown and get confused everything came rushing in a splash.

I facepalm myself in embarrassment and remembered how I clung to him like the only pillar of my life.

I nodded disapprovingly and faced the other side avoiding his gaze.

“No, I’m not ready to spoil my mood this early.”

He gave a sigh and nodded.

“Just stop taking those pills, their side effects are damaging.” He said and I gasped.

How the heck does he know that I used pills, did he rummage through my wardrobe?

“It’s just multivitamins” I blurted out and he sighed, not agreeing with me.

“Christine, Temazepam, triazolam, zolpidem and the rest of what you have there are not multivitamins…those are sleeping pills.”

He caught me!

“I….”

“I’m not going to force you to tell me what Webb did to you to make you this way, but harboring a pain alone to make you have nightmares won’t do your health any good, it’s going to escalate and destroy you….”His voice breaks. “And I don’t want that to happen to you.”

“My Dad did nothing wrong, it’s just…a nightmare.”

“You’re not a good liar Christine, just stop taking those pills.” He said and stood up making way for the door.

“Fanuel..”

I called and he turned.

“Thank you…for.. uhm…last night, you know.”

He smiled at my stuttering and nodded before opening the door and slamming it behind.

I gave a huge sigh and fell head back to the pillow.

I can’t believe he came around last night, how much stress did I have to put him through?

I stood up and headed to the bathroom to brush my teeth and have a quick shower. I threw my nightie in the washer and headed towards my wardrobe to fetch clean shorts and a body hugging white top which visibly showed my curvy breasts.

I sat before the mirror to arrange my hair and apply a very light makeup.

Fanuel was too good looking to appear like a clown before him.

I walked through the living room and a nice aroma of toast bread waft through my nose. I dragged my legs to the kitchen to find him making coffee.

“You did this?” I almost choked out in surprise grinning at the yummy toasts on the ceramic plate and he grinned.

“Wanna taste?”

He brought out a chair forward not even waiting for my permission and I sat.

He pushed the coffee forward and watched me take a bite.

“How’s it?”

“Really good.” I moaned and confessed not having time to tease him.

I took in more bites and sipped the coffee.

Mehn!! I spat it out in shock, not being able to even hide it.

Panic washed through him and he fidgeted nervously before me.

“I thought it was good.” He blurted out and I gave a sarcastic nod.

“Of course, it’s the best I’ve ever tasted in this century.”

“Sorry, I’ll make ano…”

“Don’t bother Fanuel, I’ll take the juice or water before you kill me with extreme bitterness.”

“Oh!! It was bitter?”

“Yeah, did you add the creamer?”

“No, guess I had no idea how to make that one. I’ll browse it later.”

“Don’t bother, I’ll show you how to do it now.”