Ceo Of My Heart – Episode 27&28
CEO OF MY HEART
Ceo Of My Heart – Episode 27&28
( Love and Lust….)
GENRE : Billionaire/Musical Romance.
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Leonard traced Giselle’s gaze and they careful settled on Aimee , she just stepped out of her car and she’s approaching the mansion looking so mirthful.
He frowned deeply.
” Leo!” Aimee called surprisingly , she instantly threw her arms around him ” you smell so good .” she muttered clinging on him like a witch.
Giselle rolled her eyes but she still maintained her cocky smile.
Aimee faced Giselle ” Did you plan a surprise lunch for me and my Leo?”
” Sure .” Giselle nodded then she stared at Leonard , he flashed her that ‘ I’ll punish you ‘ look then he smirked .
Giselle gulped literally swallowing her saliva , he didn’t say anything but she felt his stare made her tremble.
“I missed you , Aimee. I actually planned this surprise lunch with Giselle just to make you happy .” Leonard spoke with a pretentious smile.
Giselle eyes widened , not only was he such a flirt , he was also an expensive liar.
Aimee would literally buy it.
” Really?” Aimee’s eye lit up , still clinging on him.
They’re now walking together to the dining room.
” Who’s making Lunch ? ” Aimee asked facing Giselle.
” It’s her of course , short witch didn’t you make any food for us ?” Leonard said winking discreetly.
Aimee stared at Leonard ,he gave Giselle a nickname but he never gave her one.
Anyways it doesn’t mean anything, so she thought.
” Oh! food” Giselle started ” Give me a sec ,” she smiled and she turned heading towards the Kitchen , a frown appeared on her face.
Aimee clinger onto Leonard’s arm as they took their seat , Leonard cold expression returned and her touch it irritated him like fuck .
” Let go of my arm! Don’t ever touch me without my permission! stop pretending like we’re in a real relationship! stop lying to the world, or else….”
” Else what? Aimee cut him off releasing her grip from his arm.
Aimee felt like crying a while ago he was acting so sweet but now bitter , he was even way worse than a chameleon but she still loves him anyway.
” It’s best you cry …. I love seeing tears .” Leonard smirked as he stared at her wishing that a tear drop should just fall.
The heavens granted his wish , she cried like a baby and he smirked like a monster.
She wasn’t crying cos of his words but there was once a time when Leonard hates seeing her tears but now he craves it .
” Okay , am bored!” Leonard stood with an icy expression , his long legs strode toward the kitchen.
He left Aimee at dining room ignored.
Meanwhile, in the kitchen…
Giselle stood by the counter, gripping the edge so tightly her knuckles turned pale.
Her chest rose and fell slowly.
“Short witch…” she muttered under her breath. “Expensive liar.”
She opened the fridge dramatically, staring at the ingredients like they personally offended her. The mansion was silent except for the faint clinking of plates.
Footsteps.Slow.Heavy.Familiar.She didn’t turn around.
“You cook with anger now?” Leonard’s deep voice filled the kitchen.
Giselle sliced a tomato sharply. “I cook with passion. Anger is just extra seasoning.”
Leonard leaned against the counter, folding his arms. His gaze didn’t leave her.
“You looked jealous.”
She scoffed. “Of who? That crying chandelier?”
He chuckled darkly.
“You trembled earlier.”
She paused for half a second… then continued chopping“I was cold.”
Leonard stepped closer.
Too close.
His presence wrapped around her like heat.
“You weren’t cold,” he murmured near her ear. “You were scared.”
She slowly turned to face him, lifting her chin.
“I don’t get scared, Leo.”
His jaw tightened when she called him that. If only she knew the power she yielded whenever she called him that.
“You should,” he whispered. “Especially when I give you that look.”
Her stomach flipped.
He leaned closer, their breaths mixing.
” You’re up to something short witch , why did you plan a surprise lunch ?”.
” Are you perhaps scared.” Giselle smirked .
Leonard chuckled dryly then he faced her waist with his usual dark eyes ” Be at my mansion tonight , I wanna see those waist beads in action.”
” It’s not a request it’s an order .” he added.
” What if I don’t come ?” She asked , amused.
” You’ll” he said stalking towards the door….
” Am making lunch .”
” Save the act I know you can’t cook ,” He said briefly and he walked away.
” phew!”.
CLIFFORD’S MANSION*
Tate’s car stopped smoothly at the Clifford’s mansion driveway.
The engine went silent.
She stepped out slowly, sunglasses resting perfectly on her face, heels clicking confidently against the tiled floor as she walked toward the entrance.
The door opened before she knocked.
Eva stood there.
Her eyes widened instantly.
“T–Tate?” she gasped softly.
Of course she knew her. Everyone did.
Eva was her biggest fan.
She had watched every performance, streamed every song, defended her online like a soldier in battle.
And now Tate was standing right in front of her.
In real life.
Tate lowered her sunglasses slightly, scanning Eva from head to toe.
” Yes” Tate said calmly.
Eva swallowed.
“You’re really… here.”
Tate walked in without waiting to be invited.
“Is Leonard home?”
Eva’s excitement dimmed slightly.
“No. He stepped out.”
” Aren’t you supposed to be in school?” Tate asked.
Eva purred sitting next to her ” I Kissed my crush last night , am feeling so shy
. “.
” we’re in a new generation girl , you should propose to him don’t wait for him to do it .” Tate winked then her phone buzzed with message.
more like a video.
She hired someone to soy on Liam 24/7.
” Since Liam does that mean he shouldn’t talk to other girls?”
” He can talk to other girls but only ugly ones ,”.
Leonard appeared , he acted like he didn’t see them and climbed his stairs walking to his room.
” Such an arrogant jerk ,” Tate rolled her eyes then she smiled remembering how they met for the first time.
After she was dismissed from PinkPop if not for him she would be a zero right now .
She is used to his behavior already.
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Jeremy adjusted the small paper bag in his hand as he walked down the quiet street toward home. He had just bought a few things from the corner store, nothing important. The night was calm, streetlights glowing faintly above him, his footsteps echoing lightly against the pavement.
Then he felt it.
Another set of footsteps.
Not too close. Not too far.
Just… behind him.
Jeremy kept walking, pretending not to notice. His heartbeat slowly picked up.
He turned left.
The footsteps turned left.
He slowed down.
They slowed too.
His grip tightened around the bag.
Suddenly, he stopped.
Silence.
Jeremy turned around sharply.
A tall figure stepped forward from the dim light.
Lionel.
Hands in his pockets. Face calm. Eyes unreadable.
“You’re following me?” Jeremy asked, trying to keep his voice steady.
Lionel gave a faint smirk. “You make it sound criminal.”
” What do you want from me?” Jeremy asked increasing his walking pace.
Lionel followed.
” I wanted to say am sorry , am sorry for the way I spoke to you that night .” Lionel sincerely said.
” It’s okay .”
” But you said you hated me ,” Lionel said , they’re now walking together.
” It was just an outburst ,” Jeremy smiled.
” So you and Eva , are you guys a thing now? “Lionel asked as he swung his arm on Jeremy’s shoulder.
“So you and Eva… are you guys a thing now?” Lionel asked lightly.
Jeremy stiffened but kept walking.
“I don’t like her,” he said flatly. “We can never be a thing. A kiss is just a kiss. There’s nothing attached to it.”
Lionel’s brow lifted.
“Nothing attached?” he repeated slowly.
Jeremy shrugged. “It didn’t mean anything.”
Lionel stopped walking.
Jeremy took one more step before realizing Lionel wasn’t beside him anymore.
“So,” Lionel said, voice dropping slightly, “if I kiss you now, it wouldn’t mean anything to you?”
Jeremy froze.
His brain stopped working.
His eyes widened like a tilapia fish, staring at Lionel in pure shock.
“W–What?!”
Lionel’s lips twitched.
He leaned in just a little closer, watching Jeremy panic.
“You said a kiss is just a kiss.”
Jeremy stepped back so fast he almost tripped.
“Lionel!”
Lionel burst into a low laugh and raised both hands in surrender.
“Relax. Gotcha! I was just kidding.”
Jeremy exhaled sharply, placing a hand on his chest.
“You’re insane.”
Lionel only smirked, slipping his hands back into his pockets.
But the way he looked at Jeremy…
Didn’t look like a joke at all.
GISELLE’S MANSION *
Giselle stood in front of her full-length mirror, arms folded, staring at her reflection like she was about to declare war.
Tonight wasn’t random.
Tonight had intention.
She walked to her closet and slid the doors open slowly. Dresses, heels, silk, leather — options.
Too many options.
Her fingers stopped on one outfit.
A fitted black mini dress.
Simple.
But dangerously simple.
The fabric hugged her curves perfectly without trying too hard. The neckline dipped just enough to tease, not enough to beg. The back? Low and smooth, revealing a stretch of flawless skin.
She slipped into it.
Perfect.
She paired it with strappy heels that made her legs look endless. A delicate gold necklace rested against her collarbone, subtle but noticeable. Her makeup stayed soft but sharp — glossy lips, defined eyes, confidence glowing louder than highlighter.
She left her hair down, slightly wavy, falling over her shoulders like silk.
She stepped back and tilted her head.
Hot.
She picked up a small clutch and sprayed a light mist of perfume behind her ears and wrists.
“If he wants to play games,” she muttered softly, grabbing her car keys, “let’s play properly.”
CLIFFORD’S MANSION*
Giselle stepped inside the mansion, the doors closing softly behind her.
The maids greeted her respectfully and directed her upstairs.
“Mr. Leonard is in his room, ma’am.”
She didn’t hesitate.
Her heels echoed against the marble as she climbed the staircase, every step steady. The hallway upstairs was quiet, almost too quiet.
She stopped in front of his door.
Knocked once.
No response.
She slowly pushed it open.
The room was dim, the bathroom light on. Steam drifted faintly from the slightly open bathroom door.
She stepped inside fully, closing the door behind her.
“Leo?” she called calmly.
The bathroom door suddenly opened wider.
And he walked out.
Fresh from the shower.
Water still glistening on his skin.
A towel hung low around his waist, barely secured. His hair damp, droplets tracing down his chest.
Giselle froze.
Her breath caught for half a second before she masked it.
Leonard stopped mid-step when he saw her.
His brows lifted slightly.
“Well,” he said slowly, voice deep and smooth, “like what you see?”
Giselle forced herself not to look flustered, even though her heart was pounding.
“You should lock your door,” she replied coolly.
He smirked darkly.
“Why? Afraid of what you might see?”
He walked closer, completely unbothered by his state.
” You’re such a pervert.” she narrowed her eyes trying to act cool .
” You came to my room dressed like that , who’s the pervert between us ?” He held her chin up.
She swallowed .
He wasn’t wrong though.
Giselle turned to run away but he quickly caged her .
” There’s no going back Elle , be a good girl and listen to daddy .” Leonard ruffled her hair like a puppy.
Without realizing it, Giselle nodded.
TO BE CONTINUED
