Chapter 39 - Workaholic CEO

Under her milky white skin, the black velvet sheets over her seemed surreal. Almost too angelic, as it nestled and hugged her petite form atop his round bed. After he sweetly made her surrender, he had wiped every inch of her clean and settled her down so she could sleep.

Dane stood from the bed and loosely draped on his black silken robe and thin slippers. He left his wild cat, sound asleep to the world behind as he stepped down into the living room area. A frown on his face surfaced as he realized Cleo stood by the foot of the spiraling and spaced white stairs.

The tip of Cleo's ears were red and suddenly, Dane wondered if he had heard all that went on between them. The walls weren't soundproof so it wouldn't be much of a surprise if he were to hear their passionate love making.

"I came back to deliver what you asked for," he said, keeping on that straight laced face.

Cleo handed him a small dark blue box. He nodded to express his gratitude and stuck the blue box inside his bathrobe pocket.

"Cancel all of my appointments tomorrow. I'll be staying in to tend to some important matters."

"You can't. Tomorrow, the board of directors require specifically that you be present. Also, you have many pressing matters..."

Even though Dane wasn't specifically angry at Cleo, his dark mood was enough to silence Cleo altogether. There were important matters he needed to take care of—Specifically, Prisana. He couldn't abandon her so soon after he finally got a hold of her.

Or rather, after three months of nonstop working, he finally wished to take a break just so he could be with her for one day. As CEO of Silver Linings, Dane worked close to seven days a week. Even on weekends he would occasionally travel and greet his competitors or strike more deals with potential contractors.

Sleep was short lived for him because even when he slept, the demons found him in his sleep.

So, he preferred to stay up all night working or took occasional naps during the day. Today was another usual night except that the wild cat was beyond arms reach in his bed.

"I said, clear my schedule tomorrow. The board of directors can suck it. And as for my work," his gaze fell onto his laptop. "I'll finish all of the pressing matters tonight so you don't need to worry about it."

"Understood. Also, there's one more pressing matter I forgot to mention."

"Yes?" he asked, already sitting down on the couch and flipping open his laptop.

"Bailey said she would visit and and stay over for the weekend. She complained about how lonely she was at the shop and how she was going to close it just to come see her grandchild's lovely face."

Any other time, he wouldn't mind Bailey's careless barging in but this time, she would surely fall ill in shock if she learned he really went and got married. He shook his head at Cleo, rubbing his fingers along his chin to think of an excuse.

The old woman was persistent. When she made up her mind about something, she always saw it through.

"Tell her I'll be on a business trip this weekend."

"Understood. Then, I'll stay behind and assist you in your work."

"No need. You can go home, I'll finish the work by myself."

"But—"

His poor secretary suffered from lack of sleep as much as him. The dark circles under his eyes and unkempt appearance pointed that out as such. On top of being Dane's secretary, he paid Cleo a little extra to keep the house clean. Dane hadn't paid attention until now since meeting Prisana again opened his eyes to a lot of things.

And at this very moment, Cleo looked like a wreck. He was worse off than Dane.

"Leave. Go home," Dane growled and Cleo's whole body shivered in fear as he turned around to leave by command.

"One last thing. Buy a dress for Prisana to wear...She'll need the most expensive and prettiest dress you can find at the mall."

Cleo saluted Dane as if he were some commander in the military. Then Cleo finally left, allowing Dane to sigh and soak into the couch with his own thoughts. There was so much on his mind—Work, Bailey, and Prisana.

The wild cat in his bed. His soon to be wife that he couldn't get enough of. God, how incredibly lovely she was in and out of bed.

He thought one time would be enough but it wasn't. Dane wanted nothing more than to stir her from her sleep and bury his cock deep inside of her over and over again until he could get rid of this insatiable lust. Even then, he wanted to talk to her and ask her the questions plaguing his mind.

For the first time, he wanted the stories. He wanted to ask her why she tore out his heart and left that day but was afraid of the answer.

Dane wasn't even sure if he could give her his story so that's why he didn't want to press her. Not now, when there was so much at stake. Meeting her in this lifetime was unplanned. Proposing marriage to her was out of this world, unplanned. She was throwing his life upside down and he was willing to risk it all because he—

The beast inside roared at him to stop thinking so much like the lynx and so he did. God, maybe he was catching her thinking disease. He went to more pressing matters at the moment like work. He responded to emails and made several calls abroad to clients that he was supposed to call tomorrow night.

By the time it was 6am in the morning, Dane yawned and closed his laptop. He walked upstairs back to his chambers and his heart sighed in relief to find her in his bed fast asleep. It surprised him as she was a loud snore in which he could hear her from outside the door before even entering.

He gazed at her blissful face, which was painfully unaware of the turmoil she was inflicting inside of him.

His fingers brushed away the drool that leaked out from the corner of her mouth. As he did the subtle action, his eyes couldn't break away from her enticing plump lips that were parted.

He knew exactly what he was doing. Neither the beast or he could stop what happened next.

Dane found her lips in a soft kiss, so tender and irresistible that it shook him to his very core.