The Last Ceo’s Deal

Christine.

Having napped in the evening, I’m not able to get any sleep. Insomnia has been eating me since Webb raped me and I swore to stop using sleeping pills when I realized I was becoming too dependent on them.

The lights are blazing and Fanuel is breathing softly on the couch.

I almost feel guilty for letting him crash on the sofa but that was entirely his idea. I know we should be sharing a bed since we are married but our marriage is a fuck up. I’ll be downright uncomfortable sleeping on the same bed with him.

I roll over for what must be the hundredth time. I should have brought my sleeping pills. I know that I’ll get nightmares once I fall asleep but I don’t like staying awake either.

I focus on the chandelier, wondering what I ever did wrong to deserve such a lifestyle. I can’t sleep in a dark room without freaking out. I should be over the rape terror already but I just can’t help it.

I curse Webb under my breath.

He did this to me.

That bastard.

I hope his ass will rot in jail wherever he is, he doesn’t deserve to live.

My phone chimed and I realized the tons of messages and missed calls, did I sleep that long? I glanced at the wall clock and realized it’s already 12:00 noon.

Shit!

What a sleeping log.

I was about dialing Mum’s number when Edward called.

I picked it without hesitating and sneakishly left the room to avoid waking Fanuel up.

He was so fucking cute to be disturbed with his ragged breathing and his BTS designed top. It was all pink with the branded black logo. His diamond necklace rested beautifully on his milky neck and I could see myself licking him if given the chance. His ruffled hair was beautifully curled scatteredly and tendrils of his short hair danced randomly on his Greek face.

This guy was too beautiful!

I reached the balcony of the room and I picked the call.

“Hi Christine, Are you okay? Are you hurt, hope Fanuel didn’t hit you?”

He asked breathlessly as his voice was laced with concern and that melts me to the core.This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

This guy actually saved me from that huge chandelier fall and he’s acting all worried about me.

“I’m fine Edward, you don’t need to worry.”

“I’m glad you’re okay, but we all worry as long as you’re with that psychopath.”

I chuckled when he called his friend that, I already know they use vulgar words with each other.

“Please don’t be, I’m really sorry for not sparing a time to thank you for saving me, you literally saved my life and body. You’re truly my angel.”

“……”

“Uhm…Edward?”

“I’m here, I wasn’t expecting that from you.”

“I’m sorry, if I took too long to thank you.. please forgive my weak self and naiveness, I was so tired that I slept like a log.”

“Gosh Christine! That wasn’t what I meant. I mean…you calling me …. angel, damn!! It’s the sweetest word ever and I wasn’t expecting that.”

“Ouch! Then I should call you devil then?”

“That would break my heart.”

I chuckled.

He has a way of playing with words and he’s never boring. I’m the one who’s supposed to be saying that I don’t deserve any of this attention from him, I don’t deserve him saving me talking more if communicating with him, he’s way above my league but he acts as if we are in the same level or class.

“So how are you?” We both chorused and I broke into laughter.

“You already asked me Edward!”

“My bad, I had to be sure again, just in case you got into the bad side of Fanuel. Can you please try to be calm and do all what he says without annoying him so he won’t bother to yell or hit you?”

“Really? I will, since it’s coming from you…I will be calm”

“Great, I will be coming over to see him for some business stuff.”

“Okay then, I will be expecting you”

A smooth clearing of the throat could be here and I slowly turned to stare at the eyes of some strange person.

No, this was not Fanuel.

This one could squeeze the life out of me with his glasses, he was staring daggers at me that I stuttered. What did I do wrong?

“Okay, your friend is actually fine. i haven’t seen Diana ever since the event, have you heard from her?”

“………”

“Christine?”

“…….”

“Hello?…”

“I’m a. s.. sso.. sorry, can I call you later?'”

Fanuel was coming closer and he seemed angry, God! I didn’t get on his bad side today, what’s it with this attitude and dangerous aura around him?

“Are you done?” His voice was not calm at all.

“Huh?”

“Are you done sneaking out on me to call someone else?”

I swallowed dryly.

“You didn’t want me to listen to whatever you’re going to say so you had the guts to sneak out on me.”

“Jeez! You were sleeping okay? I didn’t want to wake you up, not that I care but I was only doing this for courtesy’s sake!”

“You’re already lying like a cheating wife.”

I gasped in horror.

Cheating wife? Where’s this coming from?

“I wasn’t cheating on you Fanuel besides it was your friend who called!! What’s with these baseless accusations? I’ve told you to drop it, there’s no press or media recording, this act doesn’t suit you at all!”

I regretted saying that because his eyes were burning with rage.

“Act?!”

“…”

“You call all this I’m doing an act? Am I a joke to you? What the heck is wrong with everybody calling me an actor? Does it look like I’m acting?

I was lying there worried about you and why you were still sleeping till now only to wake up and snitch on me to receive a call and you’re calling that an act?

What is the actual grail? Nobody actually believes me when I’m serious.

You l all said i can’t do anything for myself and now you’re all saying I’m acting. And why the heck I’m I even bothered by that?!!!”

He yelled frustratingly and I was never confused in my entire life before.

He was all worked up because I said he should drop the act of pretense, he’s still pissed at the fact that Easton told him he can’t do anything and he’s getting angry for making a call at his back!

Wow!!

“Come and eat something, you didn’t have anything since you woke up” His voice is unbelievably calm and normal and he switches the topic.

“Stop staring Christine and move to the dining room before the press stamps it on a billboard that you were on hunger strike on your honeymoon.”

I snapped my eyes open and I nodded, still unable to explain his actions back there, I entered inside and with different thoughts swimming in my mind.

One thinghing II know for sure is that Fanuel is bipolar and getting relaxed in this behavior of his is very dangerous cause I don’t know the poisonous venom he carries at the back of his head when stepped upon.