Seize: Seize Me My CEO

Chapter 24

•••• Freddy POV •• & •• Sheila POV ••••

"I should take these dishes down before she sees me roaming here."

I rapidly take the lifter.

"How I wish I could increase the speed of this elevator. It seems so static right now."

I cry

"Oouurrr..."

Unfortunately, I can't do anything about it.

I wait until it eventually opens.

"Thanks to the heavens!..."

I praise, as it opens eventually opens. I immediately rush out. Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

Down in the kitchen,

I walk as fast as I can. Hoping to return to an empty corridor, which will be easier for me to sneak in.

"This time around I need no interruption. I better plan it well."

I take it hard on myself.

"I'm a good girl and he has to realize it."

I recite.

As soon as I'm done in the kitchen I hurry back into the lifter and back to the corridor.

This time around, I won't let anyone stop me. Even if it means to lie to everyone on my way.

"Lying doesn't make me a better person. No!... I think it's better I avoid lying. I'm a good girl!."

I take deep breaths and lean on the lifter, very anxious, and fighting hard to contain it.

"Heavens!."

The lifter opens and the corridor is empty as I left it.

I peek around, the little ceremony is going and everyone is distracted. I manage to cross away and

rapidly move to Freddy's door.

Biting my fingers, I keep peeking left and right like a thief. I'm damn scared.

"Shit the cameras!."

I perceive the cameras. I battle so hard to appear serene.

I gently lift my hand and hit his door without causing great noise.

To my greatest surprise, the door directly opens at my touch. Like he was expecting me. This is

suspicious and weird. How did he know that I was going to come.

I first hesitated. I finally get in.

I see him peacefully laying in his bed.

"I don't get it!. He opens the door and keeps acting like there's no one around?. Is he ignoring me or

something?. Why did he open his door then?."

I take gentle steps towards him, super stunned by his weird reaction.

Perhaps the door wasn't locked!.

"Ooh, Sheila what have you just done!."

I cry deep within, with a twisting expression.

My stare is fixed on him, he is so hot!. I fake a smile with my lips trembling.

I proceed dreaming of me on him, naked!. Massaging his sexy body.

Weird, I know! and I can't hold it!.

"Ouchhh!."

I scream in a low tone as I erroneously hit my left toe on the Couch.

I bend down to check my toe because it seriously hurts. No way for me to pretend to act normal.

I quiver up the bed at her delicate scream, her voice is like that of an angel crying for help.

I can't detect her body curves with this Maiden outfit on, nevertheless, she is damn pretty.

I like this innocent, stubborn personality. It's hard to surmise her intents.

She bends, with her ass facing the ceiling and my thoughts get nasty.

Her present posture is damn provocative.

I Barely can control myself right now. I retain my gaze on her with all these salacious ideas round over

my mind.

"What prevents me from switching her to my coating?."

"Nothing"

I answer

He doesn't even border to check on me, he remains calmly seated on his bed.

I knew coming here was a big mistake. He doesn't deserve my sincere apologies.

Anyway, I'm here already. I better hasten up and get out of here.

The pain in my toe reduces.

I get up and walk towards him. With a fake smile on. I can't be angry or sorrowful, no one forcing(ed)

me.

I watch her walking towards me.

I kinda have a panic attack deep down in my trouser.

She puts me in such a mood.

I crave to plunge on her and devour her like an alpha Wolfe.

Yet, I have to act like a normal man!.

I get speechless when I finally get in front of him. I bend my head not to get lust on his seductive, sexy

body.

He has a dark blue suit on yet his generous design body still carves out.

Why does she always be her stare?.

"What are you doing here?. And how did you manage to get into my room?."

This is what I want to ask her, Yet I'm unable to voice it out.

I don't wish to kill the fun, "Yes!." I'm planning to have fun. If not, what is she doing here?. I conclude.

My mind goes blank.

"Okay, sorry sir for being naughty. No, No!... Sorry, sir!. No... About the list time, I'm sorry!. N...o...!.

Why does it suddenly sound more difficult?."

In search of the right word.

She remains stagnant. My muscle contracts carving out on my clothes.

I get up and stand right in front of her with her breath hitting my face.

Definitely, he wants to kill me.

I feel his breath on my forehead.

I fluffily boldly pass my hand in her hair.

They aren't as smooth as I expect them to be but the feeling is intense.

I consent without flinching at his magical touch. My heart melts.

I grip her waist, pulling her higher.

I tight her on my chest.

She is soft and delicate, I hold her with care.

Without giving it a second thought, I plug my tongue in her mouth. Her mouth is sealed and soak it into

my deep, wet maw. I love the warmth of her mouth and her soft lips.

I unexpectedly feel his tongue wrapped on mine.

He doesn't even bother to kiss my lips, he goes deep. The sensation is damn sensual.

My rate increases, my breath gets heavier.

"I have always heard of these men who rape hotel maids. I pray he isn't one!.". This idea scares me

out. And Natasha warned me about him.

"Sheila, don't be stupid. This man will only use you!."

I end up flinging, taking steps backward.

I want to run out screaming but so far as I can remember, he didn't force me. I willingly kiss him back.

She shudders out of my hands. As if my kiss terrified her. No.., as if she saw a ghost!.

I thought she wanted it to. Now I'm like a jerk. "I'm a jerk, haha..!."

I keep calm.

I walk to the table, pour out a glass of whiskey.

I seat on the couch crossed legs, staring at her fighting with herself not to burst out, out fear.

She is still shuddering, yet she doesn't run out screaming. I don't get her.

"So what are you...?", "I'm sorry...!"

We both speak at the same time

"It's fine, go ahead...!."

I keep calm

I take a deep breath

"I'm here to apologize about the latest time. I spoke more than I should have. I'm not usually like that. It

won't happen again."

Speak without taking a break

He doesn't say anything, doesn't make any sign like he doesn't remember what I'm talking about.

I feel embarrassed.

"At the swimming pool!."

I insist

He has a fixed stare at me and doesn't say anything.

I get lust.

I watch her articulating every single word. I haven't heard about 50% of the things she is saying. I'm

busily admiring her.

Her words, her actions appear in slow-motion to me.

"At the pole!. Pole.."

Her persisting voice hits me back to reality.

I smirk.

"I said, I'm sorry!."

I raise my voice this time.

"Noted!."

I sip the whiskey, with a very serious, arrogant voice, I don't show any interest in what she says.

Truly, I'm not interested in what she says.

All I know is that I want her to stay.

His cold voice hurts.

Then, I realize that it was useless taking all the risks I took to come here. He doesn't give a fuck. I

think, he has forgotten about me.

I stand at his in front for a couple of minutes, hoping to hear something encouraging.

"No... " Time wasted, again he says nothing.

Anyway, I have done my part. I have apologized as Cortese demands.

"I'm a good girl!."

I turn to leave

He still says nothing. He sips his drink as he watches me leave. I walk out shaking my hips and ass in a

very provocative manner, not aiming to prove him sexually but to show him how proud and happy I'm.

I love her walking style, I wish she had a straight sticky gown on. This flared gown blurs all her curves.

Thou her walking style is very provocative... I think she is trying to pass a message.

I want to stop her but, my mouth gets heave.