GETTING THE HEART OF THE CEO

After the celebration, a couple found themselves in an apartment, engaging in wild sex. They called themselves friends with benefits; in front of others, they pretended to be indifferent, but when one of them wanted to be used in bed, the other would come to their encounter.

That night, Lindsey slept curled up to Kyle’s body, not untangling even though she was deeply asleep. She was exhausted from the marathon of sex the day before. Kyle, on the other hand, woke up only to admire her and adjust her on his chest, watching how she clung to his body when he moved, intending to make her more comfortable.

The next day, Kyle felt the door opening, and he quickly covered his wife. A small figure entered.

“Hello, Dad! Why haven’t you come down for breakfast with us?” a confident little voice babbled.

Two little heads peeked through the door.

Lindsey, upon hearing Lucas, opened her eyes abruptly and felt embarrassed, separating from Kyle.

“Kids! How did you sleep in your new rooms? Dad and Mom are tired, remember that we got married yesterday to live together as a family,” Kyle said, unsure how to start a conversation with his son, especially with all three of them standing in front of them naked in bed.

“I slept well, thanks, Dad. I liked my Sofia the First princess room,” Luna replied with a smile from behind the door.

“Mom, are you sick? Why are you covering yourself with that sheet?” Leno intervened, finding it strange that his mom was still in bed.

At that moment, Sussan was arriving. She had left the children in the playroom and hadn’t noticed when they left the living room. Taking three little hands, she pulled them away, glancing at her son with sympathy.

“Come on, kids, we’ll let your parents sort things out, and then you can go to the playroom with Grandma.”

“Honey, I’ll join you later. Go with Grandma,” she was embarrassed by how their children discovered them. In the future, she would take precautions not to wake up without clothes.

In another part of the city, Isa woke up, bringing her hands to her head. She felt like she was going to explode, glanced around, blinked several times, unable to remember how she ended up in that bed. She noticed she was naked and, covering her face with a pillow, screamed.

“This can’t be happening to me. How could I sleep with that idiot? I could kill you, Isa.”Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

She wasn’t a drinking expert, encouraged by her new friends, she had several glasses of wine, and each of them disappeared from her view. When she realized she was alone and dizzy, she said goodbye to Antonella and decided to go to Lindsey’s mission. Dexter, seeing her condition, offered to take her, took advantage of kissing her in the car before setting off. The kisses escalated, and she let him touch her. He was so excited and desired that woman that he headed to his apartment, where a sexual war between them unfolded.

“Good morning, beautiful. It’s time for breakfast,” Dexter entered the room with a tray of food and placed it on the bedside table.

“Did you take advantage of my drunkenness? This shouldn’t have happened!” she shouted angrily, clinging to the sheet.

Dexter furrowed his brow; it seemed like Isa was creating a storm without clarifying things.

“Isa, listen to me. I didn’t force you; what happened last night, you wanted it too, and I confess you left me dumbfounded with how sensual and passionate you are in bed. I know I pounced on you like a hungry wolf, and I’m glad you were a sweet Little Red Riding Hood.”

Isa blushed all over, flashes of the passionate night where that man provoked the wildest orgasms crossed her mind. She sprung up with the sheet covering her body, picked up her underwear and dress from a piece of furniture and ran to the bathroom. Minutes later, she appeared.

“Dexter, you’re right; it was a wonderful night,” she searched for her purse and, before turning her back, continued, “And what happened between us was just sex, nothing will change.” Without waiting for a response, she left the room, went down the stairs, and opened the front door to meet a woman who screamed.

“Who are you, whore? Why are you in my man’s apartment?”

Dexter followed Isa’s steps, and when he saw Helen, he positioned himself behind Isa, wrapping his arms around her waist.

“Helen! What are you doing here? Get out of my house! She is the woman I want and holds a place in my heart. I don’t know what else to do with you. Leave me alone.”

Three years ago, he cut all ties with her; he can’t deny that he loved her and that, at the time, the fire emanating from their bodies consumed them. He left his friends, and she used him as she pleased. Still, he got tired of how clingy and toxic Helen had become. They were engaged, and after contemplating it, he decided to end their years-long relationship.

Isa noticed the disappointment in his voice, imagined how he felt being harassed by that woman. She placed her hands on the arms that enveloped her body, sighed several times to say,

“Miss! Give up your role as a woman; your time with my man is over. Don’t degrade yourself to a man who doesn’t desire you. Now, his heart doesn’t belong to you but to me. What more humiliation do you want for you to open your eyes? I advise you to find someone who values you.”

“Look, little slut, you don’t give me advice. Dexter is mine, and no woman will bring him down. Dexter, you’ve changed since I don’t know what to do with you? Why don’t you leave me alone?”

Helen hasn’t accepted that he no longer belongs to her and has scared off all his conquests. She has reached the point of throwing tantrums at business meetings. Enraged, she threw herself at Isa. Dexter pulled her and placed himself between the two. Isa, knowledgeable in self-defense, pushed her away, and when Helen went to slap her, she caught her hand and twisted it.

“Let me go, damn it, you’re hurting me!” she protested from the pain.

“Stop bothering my man, or you’ll see what I’m capable of,” furious, she let go, grabbed her by the hair, and, taking quick steps, dragged her out of the apartment, forcefully throwing her onto the floor.

Helen started crying with anger.

“Dexter! Have you seen how this savage hurt me? How you’ve changed me for this animal.”

“I’m tired of you! Out of respect for your father, who supported me at the beginning of my career, I didn’t report you for harassment and let things pass. But everything has a limit; you’ll know about it soon,” he clenched his jaw; he was tired of that damn woman.

Helen almost fainted, clenched her fist indignantly; now she feels she’s losing the battle. He had never dared to threaten her.

“Derek, I love you! I’ve apologized for acting like a fool, but are you the one to blame for me being like this?” Helen sobbed, pitiful.

Dexter, tired of the same thing, took out his phone and called one of the security guards to remove the woman from the building. Then, he took Isa by the arm gently and made her enter his apartment.

They talked for a while about what happened, and then Isa left for the mansion.