GETTING THE HEART OF THE CEO

“Are you still with Catrina? That woman won’t make it easy for you,” Freed added.

“I just left the apartment.”

“How did you leave her?”

“She’s fine. I need a drink. I’ll wait for you at the club.”

Lindsey was keeping an eye on her husband; he hadn’t arrived yet. She fell asleep for a while until she woke up thinking about him. Seeing the empty space beside her, she got up and went down to the kitchen. Opening the fridge, she took out a pitcher and poured herself a glass of water, not realizing when someone entered the house.

Kyle saw her in the kitchen, wearing a two-piece pajama, a tank top, and shorts, showcasing her beautiful figure. He approached immediately; his head was a mess, not to mention the glasses of whiskey he had while talking to Freed. She was his calm, and he wanted to devour her right there.

Lindsey placed a glass in the sink when she felt strong and possessive arms hugging her from behind. She startled, but before she could scream, a whisper reached her ear.

“Calm down, sweetheart. It’s me. Why are you awake?”

Lindsey blushed as she felt a bulging pants pressing at the lower part of her waist, making her shiver. She tried to turn around, but he had her cornered. His liquor-scented breath made her nervous, and his way of hugging her was demanding and erotic, to the point of making her blush.

“Kyle, why are you so late? You had me worried.”

“Forgive me for worrying you. Let me love you, yes,” he said, giving her a kiss on the neck, making her legs feel weak.

“Not here, please. Someone might come and see or hear us.”

“I want to make love to you here. Doesn’t the idea of doing it in silence excite you, with the fear of being discovered?” he murmured with a husky and seductive voice, biting around her ear.

He turned her to face him and slid a hand behind her head to give her a most lustful and needed kiss. He had his eyes closed while shamelessly devouring her.

Lindsey opened her eyes wide; the fear of being discovered was killing her.

His free hand slipped under her shirt, caressing her back while she gasped inside his mouth.

“Ky… Kyle, what are you doing? Let me go. Someone might see us,” she said too softly to be taken seriously. She wanted to resist, but what she was experiencing with this man was too erotic.

“No! Let’s make love in silence. Later, I’ll take you to the bedroom, and you can let it all out as much as you want.” She just nodded; she didn’t have the strength to refuse the passionate sex emanating from him.

He lifted her onto the kitchen counter and removed her shorts, to his surprise.

“Don’t you have underwear? You’re a naughty girl, and you’re very wet. Tell me, do you want me to do it to you, right?” He moistened her cleft even more as he inserted two fingers into her intimacy.

“Yes, please, Kyle,” she answered with a trembling voice, trying to suppress the moans.

When he heard her he pulled down his pants and boxer shorts in one movement he pulled her close to the end of the counter, he helped her to rest her arms on it and put her legs around his waist, he wanted her too much, he was hard as a rock, without permission he rammed her hard and his moments were getting wilder, he smiled panting when he saw her eyes screaming lust, she was enjoying it.

He saw her throw her head back and about to let out a moan he covered her mouth to stifle a little, he cum inside her without being able to send it, she rested her head on his chest to catch her breath, she stroked his hair.

Kyle, after a few seconds, pulled her down from the counter, pulled up her boxers and pants, and helped her put on her shorts.

“Kyle, that was really exciting,” she said breathlessly, trying to regulate her breathing.

“I’m glad you enjoyed it because there’s more to come,” without letting her respond, he pulled her towards the bedroom.

Ten months have passed since they got married, and the couple’s coexistence has been lustful. Kathen has tried to harm Lindsey, but his attempts have failed. Although he keeps her under surveillance, Lindsey’s bodyguards have not allowed anyone to get close to her.Content is property of NôvelDrama.Org.

The Pratt company is in turmoil. In a month, the fashion week in Paris will be celebrated, and designers are stressed with the designs for the fall-winter season representing the Pratt fashion houses.

Kyle has been trying to convince Lindsey to work with him, but she refused. She was perfecting her technique in what she loved-wedding dresses. Her dream was to become a renowned designer in that genre.

Sussan and Grandpa Hugo had an accident. A car came out of nowhere and rammed into the back of their vehicle, pushing them off the road.

Kyle was at the company with Freed when he received the news. They rushed to the hospital where they were taken.

Lindsey was notified by her husband and hurried to the hospital. Upon seeing him, she hugged him, unable to let go. When they separated, she asked,

“How are they? What have they told you?”

“I don’t know! I haven’t heard any news about them, just that they arrived alive and were attended to immediately. Lin, what would become of me if I had lost them?” He was emotionally shaken.

“Don’t think about that. They will be fine. What happened?”

“It’s under investigation. The bodyguards following them stated that a car appeared out of nowhere, hit them, and fled. Thanks to the driver’s maneuvers, it didn’t lead to more serious injuries. The road they were on has cliffs.”

“Oh God! Who wanted to harm them?”

“I don’t know. The police are investigating. The strangest thing is that the car had no license plate.”

A doctor approached them with two files in hand.

“Family of the Pratt family?”

“It’s us, doctor,” alarmed, Kyle held his wife’s hands.

“I inform you that Mr. Hugo has awakened. He didn’t suffer serious injuries, just bruises and a rise in blood pressure. He received treatment and is stable. You can go see him whenever you want.”

“And my mother, Mrs. Sussan Pratt?”

“She underwent emergency surgery. She suffered a fracture of the tibia and fibula in her left leg. At the moment, she is being transferred to a room. When the anesthesia wears off, a nurse will notify you so you can see her.”

“Will she be able to walk, doctor?”

“Yes, she will have to undergo rehabilitation to walk normally.”

The doctor bid farewell, and they sought out a nurse to lead them to Grandpa’s room.