The love of a Mr. CEO

Amelia’s pov.

Ivan and I stayed in the office for a few more hours, adding finishing touches to the meeting plans. Once finished, we decided to pack up and head home for the evening, considering how exhausted we both were.

Once my desk was rid of the files scattered around it, I grabbed my purse and walked over to Ivan, waiting patiently as he finished up. He looked up at me and gave me a breathtaking smile before closing his laptop and walking over to me.Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

“I don’t know how you do it” I muttered to Ivan as he wrapped his arm around me.

“Do what” he asked curiously as he led me out to the elevators.

“Come to work everyday just to sit at a desk looking at papers until it’s time to head home. If I were in your shoes, I probably would have shoved a pen through my left eye ages ago” I babble as we take the elevator down. I feel Ivan’s chest rumble with laughter and I look up to see him watching me amused.

“Sometimes I wonder what goes on in that pretty little head of yours when you say things like that” he responds causing me to blush in embarrassment. Ivan helps me into the car and gets in behind me as the driver pulls away from the curb.

“I hope it’s ok that I asked the driver to take us to a restaurant before heading home” he asks me and I give him a small nod along with a smile.

Throughout the entire ride, the only thing I could think about was my father and what exactly he was planning. From his reaction to Ivan and I being together, I could only imagine him wanting to drive us further apart by all means necessary. I’m pulled away from my thoughts by a constantly shaking of my arm, I look up to see Ivan gazing at me with concern.

“Mia cara, We arrived a couple minutes ago but you were too consumed with your thoughts” he tells me, silently asking me to tell him what I was thinking about. Giving him a sheepish smile, I step out of the car and walk with him to the front of the restaurant. We are quickly seated and begin to look through the menu trying to decide on what to eat. I finally decided on a light dinner of salmon and a salad on the side while Ivan ordered some fancy pasta with truffles and a bunch of other sides.

“It never fails to amaze me at how you eat enough to feed a baby whale but still maintain a muscular body” I mutter to myself as Ivan’s laughter fills my ears. I look up to see his eyes crinkled with happiness causing my heart to fill with joy.

“I don’t know whether to take that as a compliment or an insult” he jokes and I giggle in response. Our food arrives and we begin to eat, occasionally making small talk. When we finished, the bill arrives and Ivan immediately pulls out his card but I quickly slap his hand away and hand the waiter my card instead.

“If you take her card I’ll make sure to have you fired before you reach the front desk” Ivan threatens and the waiter quickly hands me my card before grabbing Ivan’s and scurrying away. I glare at Ivan as he looks at me smugly to which I flip him the finger.

“You told me I could pay the next time we went out to eat” I whine as he chuckles. The waiter arrives with the receipt and Ivan quickly signs while giving him a tip.

“What kind of man would I be if I let my woman waste her money knowing very well I had enough money to pay” he asks with a smirk and I roll my eyes in annoyance.

“And I love you for that but sometimes you make me want to stab a fork through your hand” I snap and he laughs yet again as he escorts me out of the restaurant and back into the car. The ride to Ivan’s house is rather quick as he opens the door and helps me out while guiding me to the front door of his house.

He opens the door and pulls me inside before pushing me up against the door without giving me time to protest. Before I know it, his lips are attacking my neck feverishly eliciting breathy moans from me. I stay pressed against his body, enjoying the feel of his hot tongue against my cool skin.

“I-Ivan, w-we need to s-stop” I stutter out, my voice giving away how much I was enjoying his close proximity. He slowly pulls away from my neck giving me only enough space to breathe. Gazing into his eyes erupted a feeling of desire that coursed through my veins.

Without another word, I pull him down to me and capture his lips between my teeth eliciting a groan that made my want for him increase. He quickly picks me up and rushes us to his room where he gently throws me onto the bed. I have no time to respond before his body is on top of mine and our lips move in sync.

He pulls away to lift his shirt off of his body before helping me out of my dress. Our lips are battling for dominance as the remains of our clothing are discarded. I didn’t realize how much of a release I needed until Ivan gave it to me. He collapses on top of me as we both struggle to catch our breaths.

” I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of making love to you mia cara” Ivan whispers as he gently strokes my hair.

“Glad to know we’re on the same page then” I whisper flirtatiously as I trail my hand down his chest. I feel his sharp intake of breath before I’m under him yet again. He gives me little time to adjust before his lips are against mine and we’re at it once more.

The entire room was filled with the sound of moans until we finally finished. We remained cuddled in each others arms, the both of us welcoming the sleepiness we felt before the sound of the door ringing disrupts our slumber. With a groan, I reluctantly pulled away from Ivan and grabbed the nearest clothing item which happened to be Ivan’s dress shirt.

Quickly pulling it on and buttoning it, I trudge to the door and fling it open with annoyance. I silently study the familiar male standing in front of me as I watch his eyes take in my disheveled appearance before a smug look crosses his face.

“You must be the woman who Mr. Stone was talking about” the man speaks and I scrunch my eyebrows in confusion.

“And what exactly has he said Mr.-” I question not exactly knowing his name and watch as he attempts to look behind me.

“Please call me Ryan, is Mr. Stone home? He asked me to look into a specific matter for him and I need to speak to him” he asks, completely dodging my previous question.

“Let me go grab him, you’re welcome to wait in the living room” I tell him, as I lead him through the house. I walk back down the hallway and enter our room to see Ivan staring up at the ceiling, completely oblivious to my presence. I quietly creep up to him and jump on top of him causing him to jolt in shock. I giggle at his reaction and watch as his expression relaxes at the sight of me.

“Some guy named Ryan is waiting for you in the living room, said it was important” I inform him and watch as his expression becomes cold. He gets up immediately and gives me a kiss on the forehead before shrugging on some pants and walking out of the room. I wait a few seconds before quietly following him to the living room. I hide in the hallway and begin to listen in on their conversation..

“She’s quite the catch Mr. Stone, I can see why you fell in love with her” Ryan teases

“I’m sure my relationship with my girlfriend isn’t why you came to visit” Ivan snaps coldly before the room is filled with silence.

“Right, um so I looked into Alejandro Castillo like you asked and found a few things you might find useful” he finally says before continuing “So in the past few weeks Mr. Castillo has been meeting a mysterious woman who goes by the name of Maria Torres at a cafe just a couple minutes from his office. Nothing eventful occurred until last week where Alejandro is seen getting rather physical with the woman which ended in her storming out. I looked into Ms. Torres and found no records before March 16, 2012 which was a little strange. What I did manage to find was that she moved here from Miami and lives with a distant relative. My only guess is that she’s either a mistress of Mr. Castillo or that she’s running away from something which would explain the lack of existence before 2012.” He explains and the room is consumed by a rather tense silence.