Ceo Of My Heart – Episode 23&24
CEO OF MY HEART
Ceo Of My Heart – Episode 23&24
( Love and Lust….)
GENRE : Billionaire/Musical Romance.
®2026 All rights reserved.
No part of this book should be reposted, Copied or distributed without the author’s permission.
♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣
[ Four years earlier , Starlight College]
Giselle sat on a bench outside the college , tears brimmed out of her eyes uncontrollably .
Her fifth boyfriend just ditched her , she should get used to this by now but it still hurts to the core .
Was love not supposed to be the most sweetest thing in the world but all love gave her was pain , suffering and anguish.
I’ll never love again , Giselle told herself.
When she sighted Aimee strolling towards her with two cones of ice cream, she wiped away her tears and forced out a smile.
” Babe!” Giselle smiled trying to hide her pain.
” You okay ? ” Aimee asked giving Giselle a cone of ice cream.
” Nothing,” Giselle defended quickly.
” don’t you trust me anymore? Friends share everything with each other , happiness, pain , suffering , joy and laughter .” Aimee said hurtfully.
” My boyfriend….he broke up with me ,Am I so unfortunate ? Will I ever find love ?” Giselle hiccuped hugging Aimee.
Aimee smirked for a moment but she quickly replaced with a worried expression.
Aimee disengaged from the hug and she cupped Giselle’s face like an egg .
” He wasn’t worth you , you’re pretty , nice curves , spankable ass and a sweet and lovely voice . Don’t waste your tears on him .” Aimee comforted her.
” Just what I needed ” Giselle stood with a pretty smile worn on her face.
” That’s my girl , Come I’ll drive you home ,” Aimee suggested walking towards her car .
Giselle’s smile faltered away when she felt a cold , dark and deadly gaze on her , she turned her head but the gaze disappeared as fast as it came
Weird , she thought sliding into the passengers seat .
Unknown to Giselle , she just caught the attention of someone who never notices anyone.
Moments later Aimee’s car came to a halt in front of a club.
” Thanks Babe, ” Giselle winked stepping out if the car .
Aimee flashed a blank expression and drove away.
Giselle took a breath as she sauntered towards the club , she didn’t use the front door she passed through the back door and went into the changing room.
As expected her mother was already looking furious .
A hot sounding slap landed on Giselle’s cheek.
Giselle didn’t break down instead she smiled bitterly.
She was already used to the harsh treatment , it’s not something new .
” What took you so long , my customers are waiting and they’re busy demanding fir you ,” Evelyn blasted.
Yeah , Evelyn is Giselle’s mother.
” Am sorry ,” Giselle apologized.
” Save your apologies , go get dressed and give your best performance ,” Evelyn glared and walked away.
Giselle scrolled through some sexy lingerie in the rackets , she finally chose a black net lingerie.
Some moments later , she was all decked up.
Make up ,checked.
Dress , Checked.
Hair styling, Checked .
Giselle cat walked to the stage , the men eyes filled with lust as they stared at her , some got hard immediately as they fantasized the unimaginable with her .
Bundles if dollars were thrown to her as she sexily danced .
She didn’t smile but her face card was legit.
• Gawd she’s too pretty for this world.
• I can already feel my d1¢k wrapped around her mouth .
• The best at turning me on .
Evelyn greedily went on stage and she started picking the dollars.
My lucky day , she smiled inwardly.
The show was over , Giselle tried to walk away but Evelyn drugged her from behind.
Two hefty guys took Giselle to one of the rooms in the club , they threw her on the bed like a bag of potatoes.
” Please don’t do this! ” Giselle begged unconscious.
The next thing she heard was the thin line of her fabric tearing.
Infact they ripped her lingerie off.
One of the men hornily unbuckled his belt and used it to slap her skin continuously.
Giselle flinched , her body went numb and then she cried.
[Present]
Game on.
Leonard didn’t reply , he disconnected the call.
The guts . Giselle narrowed her eyes sliding into the driver’s seat.
She dialed his line again , he answered.
” Leo, you disconnected the call on me , a whole me —”.
” Sir Leonard doesn’t want talk to you ,” Noah cut her off , the line went dead.
Giselle sighed then she stared at the writings in the diary , she wouldn’t have believed the words written but it’s clearly Aimee’s hand writing , no one on earth can forge her handwriting, it’s near to impossible.
” I was such a fool ,” Giselle clenched her fists.
The betrayal sting more than the slaps she got in her past.
Just when she was about to start the car , Rumi and Vincent slid in unannounced and uninvited.
Giselle frowned instantly” The heck!”.
” Let’s go to the mall together,” Rumi smiled.
” Why?’ Giselle snapped.
” Why is everyone just snapping at me ? It’s not fair ,” Rumi lowered her head.
” Who dared to snap at my Rumi ? Is it Vincent , should I just break his head for you ,” Giselle winked and Vincent gulped.
Rumi laughed, amused.
” It’s not Vinny , Aimee snapped at me this morning just cos I greeted her . She was like Rumi stop talking to me , you annoy me, this , that .” Rumi said
” Why do you want to go shopping , your closet is full of many clothes you haven’t worn .” Giselle changed the topic smartly , she ignited the engines and started driving.
Vincent noticed.
” Bruce sent me an Invite , he’s throwing a party at his mansion tonight,” Rumi replied smoothly.
” Why?” Giselle asked her gaze on the road.
” Dumbo , your music is getting released today .Aw am so happy for you ,” Rumi excitedly said and she kissed Giselle on the lips.
” I’ll kill you .” Giselle glared.
Rumi funnily sticked out her tongue.
” Stare at the road not at me , I don’t want to die Prematurely.” Rumi playfully smiled.
Giselle raised her middle finger at her.
Rumi continued her laughter like she was possessed by a witch.
” Vin , tell Rumi to stop laughing she’s distracting me .” Giselle said trying hard not to loose focus on the road.
” Rumi..uhm ..please stop laughing.” Vincent said calmly , deep down his heart was racing.
Giselle called him Vin.
Rumi surprisingly kept quiet .
” Oh!” Giselle mouthed smirking.
Few moments later , they arrived at the mall , Giselle and Rumi wore their face cap to avoid been noticed by fans .
Rumi , Giselle, Vincent stepped out and strode into the mall.
They all went their separate ways but Rumi and Vincent went together.
Giselle sauntered into a Lingerie store , her eyes sparked when she sighted her favorites.
Indigo shiny waist beads and G strings.
She’s obsessed with them .
A silly plan brewed in her mind .
She placed different colours of waist beads on the table paired with different collection of G strings.
She took a pic and sent it to Leonard.
The two blue tick appeared indicating he saw it .
Three dots appeared later indicating he was texting back but he stopped.
He didn’t give her a reply , he snubbed her .
” Son of a d+¢k” Giselle rolled her eyes .
Rumi appeared ” Your ATM”.
” Why?’.
” You need to pay for the things I got,” .
Giselle offed her heels then she chased Rumi .
” You bought them not me!”.
[Clifford’s Villa]
Leonard stepped out of his mansion with Noah by his side , his gaze is on his phone , he’s obviously staring at the waist beads and G str+ngs she sent me .
He wasn’t shocked her new behavior towards him , infact he was impressed.
Noah opened the door and he slid in .
Noah entered too sitting beside him .
The driver glided away .
” Any schedules today ?” Leonard asked , his gaze still on the waist beads .
He was already fantasizing it on her waist .
” Bruce invited you to his party and you have several live meetings with some TV casts , they want to interview you.” Noah replied.
“Cancel all the meetings,” Leonard said calmly.
Noah turned to him slowly. “Including the interviews? “.
Leonard’s thumb hovered over the screen, zooming in on the picture Giselle had sent. Indigo. Bold. Intentional.
“Yes. Especially the interviews.”
“And Bruce’s party?”
Leonard finally locked his phone. “I’ll attend.”
Noah frowned. “I thought you said—”.
“I changed my mind.”
The car went quiet for a moment.
“She’s going to be there, isn’t she?” Noah asked carefully.
Leonard’s lips curved faintly. “That’s the point.”
[Mall]
Giselle finally caught Rumi near the escalator and grabbed her arm.
“You’re paying me back,” Giselle warned.
Rumi gasped dramatically. “You’re so abusive!”.
Vincent walked behind them, carrying three shopping bags already. “You two are impossible.”
Giselle rolled her eyes, but her phone vibrated in her hand.
She stopped.
Leonard: Wear the indigo tonight.
Her heartbeat skipped.
Rumi leaned over instantly. “Who texted?”
“No one.”
“Liar. Your ears are red.”
Giselle shoved her phone into her purse. “Shut up.”
Another message came in.
Leonard: And don’t send me things you’re not ready to show me in person.
Giselle froze.
Vincent noticed the sudden shift in her expression. “What happened?”
She lifted her chin, forcing a smirk.
“Nothing.”
But deep down?
She wasn’t sure if she had just started a game…
[Aimee’s Penthouse – Bedroom]
Soft LED lights glowed around the room, casting a dreamy filter over everything. Aimee sat cross-legged on her oversized bed, phone propped up, thousands of viewers flooding her live.
Comments streamed rapidly.
“Are you going to Bruce’s party?”
“Is it true Giselle’s song is dropping today?”
“Are you and Leonard still close?”
Aimee’s smile stiffened for a split second—but she recovered quickly.
“Why is everyone asking about Giselle tonight?” she laughed lightly. “Isn’t this my live?”
More comments flooded in.
“Because Bruce’s party is for her release.”
“Are you jealous”
she switched off her phone.
Giselle.Giselle.Giselle.
Every damn thing is just about her.
Aimee’s Jaw tightened.
Bruce’s Mansion – Night
Bruce’s villa was glowing like a palace. Crystal chandeliers shimmered through the tall glass windows, luxury cars lined up outside, cameras flashing non-stop.
Inside, celebrities, influencers, and industry elites filled the grand hall. A massive LED screen behind the stage displayed:
“GISELLE – SINGLE RELEASE NIGHT.”
Soft whispers floated through the crowd.
“She’s really back.”
“Tonight will be messy.”
“Is Leonard coming?”
The doors opened.
Aimee walked in first, dressed elegantly, chin high, smile controlled. Cameras swarmed her immediately.
“Aimee! Thoughts on Giselle’s release?”
“Are you competing with her?”
She gave a graceful laugh. “There’s room for everyone at the top.”
But her eyes scanned the room.
Looking for him.
The music lowered slightly as another car pulled in.
Moments later, Tate and Liam entered. Tate walked in confidently, arm linked with Liam. He looked slightly tense, but she carried herself like she owned the room.
The whispers started again.
“Why are they here?”
“This is going to get interesting.”
Aimee’s smile faltered for just a moment. Tate noticed. Their eyes locked briefly — tension unspoken, but electric.
The doors opened again.
Giselle stepped in.
Black silk dress. High slit. Minimal jewelry.
And underneath?
Indigo.
Her confidence was loud without making a sound.
Beside her, Rumi practically vibrated with excitement, while Vincent stayed composed—but protective.
The room shifted.
Whispers grew louder.
“She looks insane.”
“She’s glowing.”
Aimee’s smile faltered for half a second.
Just half.
The Tension
Bruce climbed onto the mini stage, champagne in hand.
“Tonight is about talent, success, and celebration!” he announced dramatically. “Let’s welcome the queen of the night!”
Applause thundered.
Giselle stepped forward.
And then—
The main doors opened again.
Slow.
Deliberate.
Every head turned.
Leonard walked in.Black suit. Cold expression. Dangerous calm.
The room went silent.
Aimee’s heart dropped.
Giselle didn’t turn immediately.
She felt him.That familiar presence.When she finally did.
Their eyes locked.
No smile.
No greeting.
Just tension.
Heavy. Charged. Unfinished.
Leonard’s gaze slowly traveled down her figure… then back to her eyes.
A faint smirk.
As if to say—
You wore it.
Leonard stopped in front of her, hand still holding hers, every guest in the hall frozen, watching. Cameras flashed. Whispers spread like wildfire.
Giselle tilted her head slightly, letting her eyes meet his eyes fully, daring him. She let a small, teasing smile play on her lips.
Then, loud enough for anyone near them to hear, she said, her voice playful and confident:
“So… do you like the indigo?”
Giselle leaned a little closer, letting her fingers trace the back of his hand. “I wore it just for you,” she added, smirking. “Every bead… every string… all for you.”
The crowd went completely silent.
Aimee froze mid-step, her jaw tightening.
Bruce instantly regretted throwing the party.
TO BE CONTINUED
