CEO OF MY HEART
Ceo Of My Heart – Episode 7&8
( Love and Lust….)
GENRE : Billionaire/Musical Romance.
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The driver didn’t wait to be told twice , he ignited the engines and began to drive slowly but steady.
Giselle stared at Leonard’s cold and calm face a knowing smirk formed on her lips.
” Good boy ,” Giselle smirked ruffling his hair but he jerked her hands off immediately.
He glared at her.
” If touch me again am gonna kick you out of the car,” Leonard sneered at her .
” Whatever,” Giselle rolled her eyes , she turned her gaze towards outside.
Throughout the drive, the air was thick with silence. No one spoke.
The only sound was the low hum of the engine and the occasional honk from passing cars. Giselle leaned back against the seat, her arms folded, eyes fixed on the blur of streetlights outside. Leonard sat stiffly beside her, jaw clenched, his gaze straight ahead like she didn’t exist.
She chuckled softly.
Leonard’s eyes flicked to her. “What’s funny?” .
Giselle faced him their gazes locked.
” Mind your business Mr Clifford if I choose to laugh, Chuckle or smile to myself its none of your business” Giselle sassily clinked her tongue.
” Yeah its none of my business that’s how madness develops ,” Leonard fired then he looked away.
” That son of a bi+ch!” Giselle folded her fists.
The car slowed as it pulled into a quiet compound, the gate opening slowly. Leonard exhaled, relieved to finally escape the suffocating ride.
Giselle opened the car door then she stepped out , She didn’t look back nor say thank you.
Leonard watched her leave till she was out of sight.
Leonard got interrupted when his phone rang .
It’s Aimee.
” Good Afternoon Babe , Come pick me up , I had an exhausting….”.
Leonard didn’t even let her finish her statement .
He cut the call .
Giselle walks into the sleek studio office, the sound of a soft beat leaking from a nearby recording room. Bruce is already there, headphones around his neck, a laptop open with a DAW (Digital Audio Workstation) showing a new track in progress.
” The beat it’s nice ,” Giselle smiled sweetly as she sat next to him
“Yeah, I’ve been cooking up some beats. Thought we could blend your lyrical magic with my production. What you think?” Bruce smiled staring at her
“I’m down. Let’s make something that hits the charts. No strings attached—just pure fire music.”Giselle Smirked determined.
Bruce pulls up a new project file, and the room fills with a smooth, catchy melody. Giselle starts humming, jotting down lyrics on a notepad. The creative energy is electric, and the partnership feels like it’s about to drop a hit.
As she scribbled some lyrics on her notepad Bruce watched her amazed.
Unexpectedly he found himself drooling hard.
Giselle sensed his stare then she scoffed she acted like she didn’t know.
” Should I call you miss White or Giselle , Giselle White ,” Bruce chuckled.
Giselle stared at him then she bursted into a loud laughter , She laughed madly like a witch , At a point Bruce got scared.
” Why are you laughing?” Bruce asked , he is sweating under AC.
” Nothing,” Giselle winked then she returned to her work.
Bruce held his beating heart, Gawd she scared him to the core .
Who the heck laughs like that , He is so Damn sure blood pressure rose.
Bruce discreetly looked down at his mid section.
He fuckin peed on his body.
PRIDE HIGH*
The afternoon sun beat down on the basketball court at Pride High School, but it didn’t slow the boys down.
“Pass it!” someone shouted.
The ball flew through the air and landed perfectly in Lionel’s hands. He dribbled once, jumped, and sank a clean shot into the net.
The girls screamed.
Lionel grinned, wiping sweat off his forehead. He was tall, confident, and easily the most popular guy in school. Almost every girl on campus had a crush on him—and he knew it.
Lionel smirked then he pulled off his jersey and threw it to the girls.
It landed on Jeremy’s face
From the sidelines the cheerleaders practiced their routine.
At the front was Eva , She moved sharply and focused .
Standing a few steps away was Pinky.
She flipped her hair dramatically and rolled her eyes when Eva corrected one of her moves.
” You’re doing it wrong,” Eva said flatly.
” Please, have been cheering longer than you ,” Pinky scoffed.
” What are you …60 ,” Eva smirked.
On the court Lionel noticed them and he scoffed.
” Here we go again,” Lionel muttered.
Even though Eva is his sister ,He won’t interfere, He hates interfering in girls fight.
He turned to leave the stadium but….
” Your Jersey,” Jeremy extended the jersey towards Lionel.
” Nah , you can keep it ,” Lionel shrugged then he walked away.
Jeremy smiled then he put the jersey into his bag.
He turned to see Eva and Pinky’s fight escalating , They’re now throwing blows at each other .
Pinky isn’t alone , Sabrina is helping her , Making it two against one .
Eva was overpowered , She fell on her brutally on her bu+t.
” Bitch!” Pinky cussed , She happily left with Sabrina.
” My a+s ,” Eva winced trying to get up .
” Are you hurt ?’ Jeremy asked , Worried.
She didn’t freeze this time around.
” Am not okay I think I broke my spinal cord ,My belly aches , Oh my head , I think it’s an head ache , I have diabetes ….I think ,” Eva said in a breath as played with her fingers nervously.
Jeremy chuckled then he lifted her up in his arms.
” Thanks ,” Eva whispered resting her head on his chest .
PINKPOP MANSION*
Vincent turned back to the stove, turning the knob until the flame caught. A pan sat warming, oil shimmering as it spread.
He moved with quiet focus—chopping, seasoning, stirring—letting the steady rhythm of cooking calm his thoughts. The smell of onions and spices slowly filled the kitchen, warm and grounding.
He is preparing dinner.
Ever since that last incident when a maid almost poisoned Giselle , No maids or Cooks were allowed in the house.
Most times just temporary ones for like a day .
He smiled to himself when he recalled how Giselle punished the maid
His gaze flickered to the door , Rumi just arrived .
What she wore was what bewildered him .
She’s Just on her Bikini .
But why?
Vincent ignored her flirty stared then continued what he was doing.
This wouldn’t be the first time she has done this.
She is obviously high she doesn’t know what she is doing.
She’s a drug addict, Only Vincent knows.
If this gets out it could ruin her career.
Vincent hasn’t told anyone , he doesn’t plan on telling anyone either.
CLIFFORD’S MANSION*
[Leonard’s room ]
Leonard was in his room, just wearing his joggers.
The lights were low, the window slightly open. Smoke curled lazily in the air as he took a slow drag, staring at nothing in particular.
The room was quiet—but his mind wasn’t. Thoughts moved heavier than the smoke, pacing back and forth, settling, then rising again.
He is feeling it again , A sense of loneliness.
No one to talk to or Express his feelings with .
He smirked taking a more longer drag than before.
A soft knock came at the door.
Before Leonard could answer, it creaked open and Aimee stepped in. She paused when she saw him—just the joggers, the smoke hanging in the air. Her nose wrinkled slightly.
Leonard scoffed when he saw her drooling on his hot perfect chest.
” Baby,” Aimee pouted hugging him her hands exploring his body.
He felt nothing , He just watched her do her thing with zero expression.
Aimee kissed his nipples then she went lower to his perfectly carved abs then his belly button.
She kneeled beside him and took his joggers down.
His phone buzzed with a message from.an unknown number.
COME PICK ME UP FROM BRUCE’S STUDIO , ITS AN ORDER.
There’s is only one person who has the audacity to send him such.
Giselle.
he pulled his jogger up he took a black T shirt and made to leave.
” Where are you going?” Aimee asked with folded hands
” Somewhere important,”
TO BE CONTINUED
Important indeed