CEO OF MY HEART
Ceo Of My Heart – Episode 13&14
( Love and Lust….)
GENRE : Billionaire/Musical Romance.
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PINKPOP MANSION*
[AIMEE’S ROOM]
Aimee sat upright the moment she heard the sound of a car pulling into the driveway.
Her heart slammed violently against her chest.
He’s here.
She jumped off the bed, smoothing her oversized shirt nervously, rushing to the mirror. Her cheeks were pale, eyes hollow from hours of waiting, but hope lit them up like fire.
The doorbell rang.
Aimee froze.
Downstairs, the door opened.
Leonard stepped in first—tall, composed, unreadable. Behind him stood Giselle.
” Leo…” Aimee breathed , she rushed towards him and wrapped her arms around him tightly.
Leonard stiffened for a half a second then he placed a hand on her back , his touch was careful, controlled.
” I missed you ,” Aimee whispered, her gaze flickered to Giselle then she flashed her a warm smile ” Thank you,”.
” Anything for you baby ,” Giselle winked , she climbed the stairs and went into her room.
They moved into the living room. Aimee talked nonstop— about missing him, about how empty everything felt without him. Leonard listened, nodding occasionally, but his eyes kept drifting… to a large picture of Giselle , In the picture she was wearing a s+xy lingerie.
Aimee noticed.
Her fingers tightened around her sleeves.
Leonard stood up ” Aimee, you need rest I’ll have food brought In,you need to eat ,” .
” Only if you stay,”Aimee’s face fell.
Leonard hesitated.
” I’ll check on you tomorrow,” He said finally.
” you’re leaving again,” her eyes filled instantly.
Leonard didn’t answer, he tucked his hands into pockets and casualty walked out.
As he walked back outside, Aimee stood at the door watching him leave , her smile gone replaced with something darker.
Something broken .
Just when she made to turn and leave ,a car glided inside the parking lot.
Rumi and Vincent stepped out.
” Aimee are you all alright ? I called you several times but you weren’t picking up ,” Rumi rushed to her worried .
Vincent following her from behind.
” Am okay , I was kinda having a nap when you called,” Aimee smiled hugging her .
” phew ,” Rumi sighed in relief hugging her more tighter.
Vincent wasn’t convinced.
“You don’t look okay,” he said calmly. “You look… tired.”
Aimee chuckled lightly. “I haven’t been doing well, that’s all.”
Rumi pulled back and studied her best friend. “Have you eaten?”
Aimee shook her head. “Not really. I wasn’t hungry.”
Rumi frowned. “That’s not like you.”
Before Aimee could respond, her phone vibrated in her hand.
Her heart skipped a million beats when she saw the name on the screen , she smiled.
It’s Leonard.
She didn’t hesitate , she answered the call instantly.
“Leo?”.
“I hope you’ve eaten,” Leonard’s voice came through—calm, controlled.
Aimee swallowed. “Not yet.”
There was a pause. “I’ll have something sent to you .”
” There’s no need , I love Vincent cooking ” Aimee replied.
The call ended just as quickly.
Aimee turned to Vincent, her lips pushing into a pout.
“Vinny… Vin, please, will you cook for me?”
As if it was planned, Vincent and Rumi burst into laughter.
“There will be no need for that,” Giselle said, appearing with a bright smile. “I cooked dinner tonight.”
The laughter died instantly.
All three of them froze.
They all knew Giselle was a bad cook , last time she cooked they all had running stomachs for a three days.
“Oh,” Rumi said slowly. “Wow.”
They followed Giselle into the dining room, exchanging silent help-me glances.
Giselle served the food with pride, setting the plates down neatly.
Aimee took the first spoon.
She chewed.
Paused.
Swallowed like her life depended on it.
“Mmm,” she said quickly, forcing a smile. “This is… nice.”
Vincent nodded immediately, chewing far longer than necessary. “Yeah. Very… unique.”
Rumi smiled so hard her cheeks hurt. “You can really taste the effort.”
Giselle beamed. “Really?”
“Absolutely,” Rumi said, grabbing her water. “So much love in this.”
Aimee took another bite, her smile stiff but determined. “I missed home-cooked food.”
Vincent nearly choked.
Giselle laughed softly, clearly pleased.
“I’m glad you like it.”
They all kept eating—slowly, bravely—smiling through every bite.
The things people did…For love.
” Pretty ,” Vincent smirked as he occasionally stole glances from Giselle.
Giselle’s phone rang, she excused herself and left .
She answered the call .
” You didn’t come ,” Bruce hurt voice said.
” Oh am sorry I forgot , let’s meet tomorrow instead,” Giselle said.
” Tomorrow it is , dress in color purple….wear something sexy ,” Bruce said naughtily.
” Sure ,” Giselle smirked and she hung up.
NEXT DAY *
Jeremy is walking down the street , a head phone around his neck , hands tucked stylishly inside his pocket.
he is walking to Pride High .
A car passed by splashing mud on his face , the car stopped , the window slid down revealing Sabrina’s wicked face .
” Poor boy ,” She smirked wickedly and drove away.
” Damnit,” Jeremy cussed , he gritted his teeth annoyance.
He unzipped his back and brought out a water bottle , he opened it and smeared water on his face washing away the mud.
He continued his journey to Pride high.
Along the way he was cornered by three armed men , Just by their looks it’s obvious they’re gangsters …. deadly ones.
” Out..of…my way ,” Jeremy stammered which earned him a slap sending him to the floor.
Jeremy staggered as he hit the ground, the taste of dust filling his mouth.
His bag landed a few feet away.
“Please…” he breathed, pushing himself up slightly. “I told you—I don’t have it yet.”
The second man crouched in front of him, gripping his chin roughly. “You’ve been saying that for weeks.”
The third man stood watch, gun tucked carelessly at his waist, eyes cold and bored—like this was just another errand.
“You think we like repeating ourselves?” the first man snapped. “We’re running out of patience.”
Jeremy’s hands trembled. “Give me more time. I swear I’ll pay. I just need—”
A hard kick to his side cut his words short.
He groaned, curling slightly.
“You have forty-eight hours,” the man said calmly, stepping closer. “If you fail…”
He leaned in, voice dropping.
“We visit your mother.”
Jeremy’s blood ran cold.
“Please don’t,” he whispered. “She has nothing to do with this.”
The men laughed.
“That’s usually how leverage works,” the second man said, standing up.
They stepped back and left.
Jeremy swallowed , Where was he gonna get such amount of money.
PRIDE HIGH *
[Classroom]
Since Jeremy was late to class , The Teacher didn’t let him in , so he is presently outside now.
Everyone’s attention is fixed on the Teacher like a lifeline , no disturbance from any angle only the teachers word hanged in the air.
She’s explaining the topic Reproduction.
” I have a question,miss ,” Daniel rose his hand
All heads turned.
” What’s your question Daniel ?” The Teacher sighed.
” I don’t understand a whim of what you’re saying,” Daniel started.
” Why don’t we just practicalize it ,” Lionel suggested with a wink .
The class burst into a loud laughter.
” I don’t mind volunteering,” Pinky Mischievously smirked.
Eva scoffed.
” Let’s do it this way pick a female and a male student to come out in front of the class and practicalize it ,” Daniel smiled mischievously as he faced the teacher.
The Teacher fumed with rage.
” There’s no need to pick I am volunteering myself willingly,” Pinky glared at Daniel.
” Shut up Public toilet no one’s talking to you ,” Lionel snapped harshly.
Eva laughed sarcastically.
” I hate you’ll ,” Pinky screamed walking out with Sabrina.
” We hate you too Bi+ch!” The students screamed back at her retreating figure .
Jeremy was standing by the window the whole time watching the scene unfold , his gaze moved to Lionel who was talking to Daniel.
” Cute,” Jeremy muttered.
CLIFFORD’S ENTERPRISE
Leonard stepped out of the conference room, the heavy doors clicking shut behind him. The hallway was quiet, a brief lull after the intense meeting. He loosened his tie, exhaling, and spotted Noah waiting near the elevators, arms crossed, eyes sharp.
Leonard approached, his voice low and urgent. “Any updates on Giselle?”
Noah’s expression was serious. “She hasn’t left yet, but I got word she’s planning to go to Bruce’s mansion this afternoon. “
. “Bruce’s mansion? She’s not there yet?”Leonard’s eyes darkened, a flash of irritation crossing his face
“No, not yet. “Noah replied. “I’ve got people on standby to watch her movements.”.
Leonard clenched his fists, his mind racing. The thought of Giselle meeting Bruce.
WILSON’S MANSION*
Giselle stepped out of her car, head to toe in purple—silk dress, heels, clutch, even her nails a deep violet. She moved with quiet confidence, the fabric catching the afternoon sun. The mansion loomed ahead, and she walked toward it, eyes steady.
She looked exactly like a purple barbie.
Just as she was about to ring the doorbell, her phone rang, She didn’t want to answer but she did anyways.
“If you dare meet Bruce , I’ll burn down the Wilson’s mansion down .” Leonard huskily dared , Voice deep and hot.
He disconnected the call.
Giselle Furrowed her eyebrows , why did his voice had to sound so perfect , elegant and kinda possessive.
She bit her lips as she walked back into her car.
She left.
TO BE CONTINUED
