The Last Ceo’s Deal

Christine.

I whined for the upteenth time as I plead with Fanuel to let me be.

He is going to resume work officially and he claims it’s mandatory I went with him.

Like what the heck? I’ve played my part by signing the damn contract and he’s lucky enough to get proposals flowing so what’s it with the public stunt and charade.

His eyes burned on me as he was trying his possible best to act calm and cool.

He was dressed in a black bolorado Italian suit with his tie knotted firmly, his trousers clung into him perfect with his tall muscular body.

His bright angelic face was contoured with smooth light powder while his pointed nose complimented those sharp jaws aligned to the lower part of his mouth.

His natural sinful lips was always red while his jet black hair wasn’t wavy this time around.

It fell to his face almost covering his icy blue eyes.

Gosh!! My body was on fire just staring at him like that.

He look like a fucking model!!

“Christine!!” He snapped and i sighed.

“You have just a minute to strip off and enter that bathroom or I will come back and do it myself.”

He said and walked while I stare at his perfect model ass.

I let the water hit my skin and i moaned in ectasy, letting various things to wander in my mind.

How will the workers react?

Who am I meeting and why the hell is Fanuel taking me to Hudson chemical technologies?

I’m not yet used to the press and now he wants to introduce me to another part of a new world.

I’m totally naked as I mobbed my body with the pink towel and squirt the lotion on my body.

I fetched a black gown that stopped right below my knee with a V-neck design with silver stones scattered all over the neck. I struggled with the zip and sighed, that won’t work.

I need help and there’s no other person than than Fanuel.

I loosed my hair and packed it into a bun after parting styles at the edge while I focused on giving myself a light make up.

I was done and I could admit that I looked great.

I feel this was too much just to go to his company but knowing how Fanuel dresses even to bathroom was model type so I need to put on my best.

Fanuel skims his eyes all over me as I approached him. He was staring over the glass nonchalantly while he stands up.

I couldn’t describe his expression that moment but my guts tells me he likes whatever is it I’m wearing.

“I don’t like this dress.” He blurted out and I rolled my eyes. Typical bipolar Fanuel.

“It’s too perfect on you.” He says and I fight back a grin.

I turned my back to him to help me with the zip as I couldn’t tell him directly but Fanuel stood frozen without moving.

“My.. my zip .. please.” I squeak and I felt him inches closer.

He sighed almost painfully and brushed his fingers on my skin making me quiver.

Gosh!

Why do I have to react that way? I needed him to touch me again!

I felt my back vibrate from the zip and I turned abruptly to thank him.

“Let’s go.”

*****

Fanuel.

I had two things to do at work.

Signing the contracts and crushing Oak bay to dust.

I’ve already set up a meeting with other companies and political offices that could put some sugary words into government holders and the parliament to approve whatever land he has.

I was going to start with the king’s consolidated company in Atlanta and make sure it functions perfectly well to be broadcasted all over the media.

I was going to show the whole of New Jersey and across, wonderful revolving things that they won’t have a choice than to invest and sign contracts with them.

I tried my best to avoid contact with Christine and stare out of the window nonchalantly.

She looked like a fucking angel with all her curves in the right places.

I was so tempted to grab her and do nasty things but I restrained my demon.

We stepped down from car and I ignored the shocking stares from all corners.

“Where’s Celine?” I asked one of them.

“She’s in the board room.”

I dragged Christine who was lost staring at the whole interior design to my office.

“Are you leaving me here?” She asked panicking.

“Yeah, I have a meeting and ….”NôvelDrama.Org: text © owner.

“Please let me join you.”

“Christine it’s a very professional setup”

“Then I should have just stayed at home instead.”

I sighed in frustration and nodded, gesturing her to come over.

Jayden was the first person to sink in shock when he saw Christine.

Yeah! I’m equally surprised I allowed her.

I moved to sit at the front while she sat right beside me.

“Thanks for honouring this meeting, I’ll go straight to the point. We’ve been offered two deals.

One from Atlanta and another from the Presidential villa. That alone is enough to to boost our capital tremendously and make sure our stock rise. But we can’t continue if Oak Bay continues to taint our image without a definite reason.”

I say and they were duly impressed.

A lot gave their suggestions about shutting down Oak bay while others volunteered to invest because they felt my wife was the eye Turner which made me rolled my eyes.

While agreeing to their terms, Celine came over and whispered some incoherent words to Christine who looked shocked and stared at me.

She was still staring at me and I gave her ‘what’s wrong look’ only for her to step out with Celine.

I couldn’t decipher what happened but I concluded that she just wanted to ease herself or Celine had to show her something.

She came back in few seconds later with a little package. Now that piqued my interest.

The meeting was dismissed but Jay was staring at Christine and I the whole time.

He sat right there and flicked his pen waiting for a melodrama.

“What’s that?” I asked

“I don’t know either, I thought you order it.”

“Open it.”

“This looks so beautiful though.” She says ripping the ribbon apart and tearing the sellotape glued to it.

A beautiful gold ring came in view and Christine gasp lifting it up.

She took the Small letter and read it loud for us to hear.

“You deserve to be with a King who would treat you like a Queen~Alex”