Chapter-43

ᴄʜᴀꜱᴇ

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ɪ ʜᴏᴘᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪ'ᴍ ɴᴏᴛ ᴀꜱᴋɪɴɢ ᴛᴏᴏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ

ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ ʙᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇᴅ ʙʏ ʏᴏᴜ

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The fat motherfucker.

I picked up Piccolo who's not so Piccolo anymore from my face, fucker was blocking me from breathing, and set him on the carpet.

It's been two months since he's sleeping on our bed. I locked him out last week, Celeste got mad. She thought it was cute that he wanted to comfort me the first time, asshole wanted to comfort himself.

Two months since shit went down, Blair is in prison now. Celeste was right, there were other people too, some of them were minors. That woman was sick in the head.

"Good morning." I heard Cel say as she came out of the closet. She took a bath already? How come she's up before me? "Go, shoo. We're already late. The alarm didn't go off today." She tells me.

"Why didn't you wake me up then?" I ask.

"You were looking cute, all snuggled up with Pico so I decided to let you sleep a little longer. It's not like you'll lose an ab or two if you don't work out one day, right? And you have all night to do so too." She says. Snuggled up, more like suffocated.

"Riiight."

"Why are you still standing here?" She asked, brushing her hair. I sighed before walking into the bathroom.

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Why do I have to wear a tie everyday? Useless shit.

"Celeste." I call her name as she was wearing her shoes. "Yes?" She replied. I showed her the tie. Wait for it..

"I've given you a tutorial like hundreds of times!" She exclaims. There it is.

She tries to teach me again while tying it, do I pay attention? No, like every other time. She expects me to focus on the tie when she's standing so close to me, I can smell the sweet aroma of her shampoo.

"You're so stupid." She says, patting the tie.

"Not more than you." I reply.

"Shut up." She says before she places her palm on my cheek and kisses me.

"Did you just kiss me?" I ask her, not being able to hide the smile that refuses to go away.

"I did." She says, pecking my lips again. It was the first time she has kissed me since that day, it was me who made the first move every time. She thought I need space, how more obvious do I need to be to tell her I'll never need space from her?

"CHASE." She yelled in my ear. Did I mention she's an idiot?

"What are you yelling for?" I ask her.

"You started daydreaming, we are getting late." She tells me before pulling me out. How come she forgets all the time that I am the boss?

"I'm not gonna get fired." I tell her, as we reach towards the car.

"I don't want to work overtime stupid man." She says. How lovely she is.

She turns on the radio before wearing the seatbelt. She keeps on changing the channels until a song suitable for her taste starts playing and then wears the seatbelt.

"Got your priorities straight, haven't ya?" I ask her.

"That was a terrible attempt at the accent." She comments.

"I wasn't even attempting an accent." I frown.

"You were." She says.

"Weren't."

"Yes you were." She argues.

"Fuck off."

"Aww, lovely words in the morning." She says sweetly.

"We're here." I tell her after a while, parking the car and getting out to open the door for her. She's already coming out though so I push her back and close the door to open it for her again.

"You were supposed to wait." I say to her, offering my hand to her.

"It's okay Chase, you don't have to open the door for me everyday." She says but takes my hand. Before walking into the building, she pulls her hand out of mine. I hate this. She can almost kill a woman for me but she cannot let people know about our relationship? Stupid decision making.

"Good morning Mr. Black." I heard the receptionist chirping. Why is she already so loud in the morning? I nod in acknowledgement as the other employees greet too.

"Hold the door, please." A girly voice said before dashing in. Is she not aware that this is the private elevator. She looks up at us. Oh. It's that girl, should've fired her that day only.

"Mr. Black." She nods at me, completely ignoring Cel's presence.

"This is the private elevator. Make sure to use the other one next time." I tell her.

"I was hoping we could have a chat. Last time, my way of approaching wasn't appropriate. I agree and I wanted to apologise." She said. Whatever her name is. I look at Celeste from the corner of my eye, she looks so bothered and unbothered at the same time. Where are her punching skills when I need them?

"Miss.." I trail off, not remembering her name.

"Savannah, you can call me Savannah." She says. "I was hoping that you can fit me into your schedule today so we can discuss this in private." She continued, giving a look to Celeste.

"He's busy." Celeste spoke. Sarah glared at her before turning back to me.

"I'm sure Mr. Black has some time in between the meetings." She smiled.

"I'm sure you have work to do much important than your private talk, don't you?" She asked her, reciprocating the smile.

"Mr. Black?" The Sarah girl looked at me again. Why is she looking like that? She looks constipated.

"What she says goes." I reply as the doors open.

"Get out." Celeste muttered as she stepped out.

"Mr. Black." She mocked her as the doors closed. "I was this close to punching her stupid face." She tells me, pinching her fingers together. "And why can't you be a little unattractive? I feel like every single girl is in love with you!" She exclaimed.

Are you one of them? I wanted to ask but I didn't.

"Hello Lydia." She stepped out as soon as the elevator doors opened again and walked out, ignoring me.

"Mr. Black." Lydia nodded at me. I hooked my finger into the hoops in Celeste's pants, pulling her with me into my office.

"He's kidnapping me, you're the witness Lydia." She shouts as I close the door.

"What did I do now?" I ask her. She's the one who wants to hide our relationship.

"She wants you!" She says.

"I don't care, I only want you. I'm all yours, love." I tell her.

"Same." She says, hugging me. "Okay, so you have a meeting in 20 minutes from now.." She stands straight, her voice changing in seconds as she tells me about my schedule.

"Okay."

"I'll bring you the files." She says, walking out of my office.

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"Are you okay with having lunch with my friends today?" She asks me, leaning on my desk.

"Why do we have to go with them?" I ask her, rubbing my forehead.

"I'll give you a head massage, I promise." She says. It won't be that bad, right?

"Okay."

"Yes, c'mon. We're trying the new restaurant that opened a few buildings down." She says, standing up. When I don't get up, she turns back. "We are leaving. Get up." She says.

"Fine." I close my laptop and lock the office before following her out. Her friends join us near the reception. I don't understand why she considers Melissa as her friend. She's clearly not a friend. I look at the friends. Caleb, Logan, Melissa and what the fuck? It's the morning girl. "Why is she here?" Celeste asks them.

"She's my friend." Melissa said.

"Great." I heard Logan mutter.

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It was rather a boring chapter but whose pov would you like to read in the next chapter?