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The CEO'S syndrome CHAPTER FIFTY THREE: My little princess.
"Hey, wasn't expecting you", Angela smiled more to herself as she opened the door for Joseph. Guess she had hit a jackpot unknowingly today. Joseph would make sweet love to her today. She would make sure of it.Joseph fit into her outstretched arms and inhaled deeply. He gave her a kiss on the nose instead and closed the door."You coming from work?", she tried to start a conversation as she took the abandoned remote to change the TV station. Joseph still said nothing. He took off his jacket and hung it, his shoe followed suit."Joseph?" Angela sat on a love seat as she waited expectantly for Joseph to respond. Joseph joined her and gave her another peck on the cheek.He held her hand in his, looking into her eyes like he was looking into his whole world."Let's have sushi together. What do you think?"He just wanted to have her next to him and he didn't want to give her the impression that he only came around for sex."Okay", Angela nodded. She didn't know what thoughts were swim
The CEO'S syndrome CHAPTER FIFTY FOUR: When things begin to happen.
"Sophia! So nice of you to come", Omar greeted formally."So nice to have us here", she greeted formally as well, hand in hand with Fyodor's.He nodded awkwardly. A smile on Sophia's face looked weird, for it to be directed towards him made it even weirder. Omar turned to a child all of a sudden as he set his gaze on Angela. "Angie sweetie! You look so good!"This time, he respected himself and only went to hold her hand in his. With Joseph glaring by her side, he wouldn't be too surprised if the man threw their friendship into the mud and grabbed him by the collar.Besides, he couldn't afford to create a scene. It was his sister's engagement party afterall. He had to behave himself and be happy!"Thank you. You are not looking bad yourself", Angela commented with a little laugh. She felt somewhat comfortable around Joseph's friends now. "Follow me, there's one little Angel I want you to meet. Just like you, she's an Angel as well", he winked and took her hand in his to take her a
The CEO'S syndrome CHAPTER FIFTY FIVE: The kind hearted ones.
"Brother, she's here already", Ashan phoned Omar as soon as his sister presented herself. She was late again, it was hard to believe, even he couldn't believe it but his sister was late to his engagement party. It was always about her appearance, only that she had spent so much time looking for the right dress as she always believed. He was used to this but it offended him. Amal liked to look so good whenever it came down to attending occasions.His mother had been here since morning, even though the Asghars had promised to take care of all the finances to which they had done, his mother still helped in any way that she could. It was her son after all that was getting married and as a male he ought to be able to take care of some things even if he was poor compared to the Asghars.If not, how else was he supposed to care for such an expensive woman like his dear Nora. He knew that having Nora in his life was more than a blessing. He folded his hands in prayer and thanked his God once
The CEO'S syndrome CHAPTER FIFTY SIX: Her first visit.
"That's not the way to my house", Angela sounded amused when Joseph took a different turn. She turned to him for an explanation.Joseph tapped the steering as he teased, "Oh really?". Angela raised her eyebrow, with a smile of her own."That's a secret but it's going to be a long ride", he replied with a smirk on his face. Angela hummed and adjusted her seat to rest.Forty minutes later, Angela was greeted by the sight of a house that looked like one that came out of a magazine."We are here", Joseph announced when he had succeeded in parking his car inside the premises."Is this where you live?" "Yes""It's beautiful", she came out of the car and took in her surroundings."Thank you. Wait till you see the interior", Joseph responded proudly.It was no lie. The interior was so beautiful. Angela kept on touching and gasping as she admired everything about the house, the art around, the design. She looked and felt like a child in a candy store. "Woah, I love your house. I love it".
The CEO'S syndrome CHAPTER FIFTY SEVEN: Opinions Ivan would never share.
'It is a beautiful morning'Alina sighed and proceeded to open the window, she pushed her head outwards and smiled happily.The sun had risen already with its beautiful rays falling into the room, Alina found it beautiful. She scratched the skin underneath her eyes and looked longingly at the beautiful sun, bathing in the warm light that fell on her skin. She had woken up earlier than usual and cleaning seemed like a better option today. She wanted to wipe the glasses-too much dust had settled on them these past few days. The sink in the bathroom would appreciate a little scrubbing, even the bathroom floor seemed a bit sticky.Alina sighed. She proceeded to fetch the needful to begin her task.As her pregnancy progressed, so did many changes began to occur. She preferred to cover much more skin as she chose baggy hideous clothes, she began to detest company and ate so much. Alina couldn't even stand Ivan these days. Especially when she felt sick, she would raise her voice and yell at
The CEO'S syndrome CHAPTER FIFTY EIGHT: There is no salvation without suffering.
Omar was seeing red. He turned the pages of the document like a mad man. He was busy talking to a business correspondent when his assistant came tumbling in with a file in hand. Omar's talk was cut short as he couldn't help the anxiety that bubbled as he watched his assistant fidget. He stood at once and calmly dropped the phone on the table before turning to his assistant."What has happened?""Sir…"His assistant bit his lips like a child and handed the document over. Omar took his time to read the first two pages before he began to turn the pages as if to tear them apart. As well as the man behind the predicament. That's if he had the man within contact. When he didn't even know his name. Yet. He didn't know yet but he would find out soon.He had to deal with it once and for all. But where would he start? He had been able to gather a few tips but all felt like nothing. He needed to catch the thief and he needed to do it fast. Before, the thief was discrete but not anymore. The
The CEO'S syndrome CHAPTER FIFTY NINE: Meeting Mrs Babanin.
With her slender dark arms stretched outwards, Fyodor watched in interest.He watched as she stretched her arms till her fingertips touched the tip of her toes. She did it a couple of times before she fell to her back.With a satisfied grin on her face, she turned to him."We should do this more often".Fyodor only nodded. He was so happy when he found out that Sophia had a thing for workouts. Just like him.Sophia closed her eyes and sighed.They've been at it for a while now. Eating together, shopping, trying out new recipes and enjoying a little intimacy.Around him, Sophia felt like she had met her other half. Albeit to their distinct race and skin color, what they felt for each other was something beyond the understanding of the world they lived in.Without Sophia, there was no Fyodor and without Fyodor, there was no Sophia.Fyodor joined her on the floor as well and intertwined their hands."Yeah", he breathed.Sophia snuggled closer to rest on his broad shoulders and kissed hi
The CEO'S syndrome CHAPTER SIXTY: I love you.
"What are you doing?" Joseph asked quietly but not quiet enough as Angela lost her grip on the paintbrush and sputtered paint on her work. "I'm sorry", Joseph apologized earnestly. He hadn't meant to startle her.Angela snorted, "Not like I was making progress in the first place". She carefully retrieved the paintbrush from the ruined canvas and examined their work, for Joseph had intervened towards the end."What do you think? It looks better right? Better than I was doing".Joseph looked at the painting then at his beauty. She must be joking right? He had ruined it all, she was doing a good job until he had arrived. Now, they were totally on a new level. They both knew each other's passcode. Joseph finished work late and had thought against visiting her but he still couldn't keep his mind off her and had come over with the excuse of making sure that she had not forgotten to eat dinner. The last thing he expected her to be doing was painting at around twelve in the morning. He ha
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