The CEO's Secret

"Mr. Chris, I've brought the woman you asked for. Do you want me to take her in to your room?"

The man named Christian looked at the man who was standing beside his desk.

"Just bring her to my room. After that tell her to wait in this room. I want to meet a client. When I'm done with the client, I'll take care the rest," Christian replies, as usual with his cold, haughty face that could drive any woman crazy and beg to be his bedmates for more than a night.

But not for Christian, a woman for him can only be with him for no more than one night. He doesn't like relationships that are bound by time for too long. Girls are friends overnight, if you expect more then leave it!

Christian, a handsome man, cold, arrogant, has everything that all women desire, never believe in true love. He is the CEO of an online trading company-OneClickZOne-which has been around for more than 20 years. The business was previously pioneered by Christian's parents.

Christian does have his own charisma. No one knows, how many women were hurted and brokenhearted at the same time. Christian never count it!

Christian steps steadily towards a room. In the room there was only a middle-aged old man who had been waiting for him for hours, his face bent, somber. When he saw Christian enter the room, his face grew even more sour.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Jackson. Have you been waiting for me for so long?" Christian asks pleasantly, even though he knows the middle-aged man is looking at him with hatred.

"You're really going too far, Christian. I never thought you would tackle me like this. You took the biggest investor in my company, you also took my customers in a very sneaky way!" exclaimed the man named Jackson, pointing at Christian.

Only a smile Christian gives him.

"You know Mr Jackson, business world. Cruel," Christian replies calmly, no emotion at all in Christian's tone. Just like when he hurt the hearts of women who expect love from him. Flat. Cold. Without feeling guilty.

"You really are a bastard. You-"

"You already know I'm an asshole, then why do you still want to talk to me?" Christian asks unconcerned by Jackson's insults at him. His ears are seems like hears nothing by all the insults from his business opponents who were badly defeated by Christian's war strategy.

"Even you insulted my daughter openly. You are very cunning way of approaching my daughter and using her so you can find out about our marketing strategy!"

Christian looks away, a wry smile he gives Jackson.

"Is it my fault? Your own daughter who voluntarily gave up everything to me. You know Mr. Jackson, which man would refuse to be given fresh meat? Even I'm sure, you will not refuse it. Isn't it?"

Jackson couldn't hold his emotions anymore. He gets to his feet and slaps Christian across the face. Christian doesn't react, just caresses his cheek, then smiles.

"Thank You. Tell your daughter she can call me anytime, if she still wants to."

"You really are heartless!"

Jackson, who was filled with anger, immediately left in front of Christian. It's useless talking to Christian, because Christian won't feel hurt at all. The more he was scolded and abused, the more he was eager to provoke his opponent's anger, until his opponent completely surrendered and raised a white flag at him.

Christian receives a phone call from his secretary saying a woman has been waiting for him in his office for three hours. The woman insists on leaving immediately if Christian still hasn't seen her.

"Tell her I'll be down in 10 minutes."

"Okay Mr Butt, I'll tell her right away."

Christian rushes down to the elevator. He couldn't wait to let go of his lust to the woman who had been chosen by his assistant earlier. Whatsoever, beautiful or not he doesn't really care, the important thing is that his desires can be satisfied and make his mind clear. He hadn't seen Clara in several days, so there was nothing he could use to exchange sweats with.

Clara is not his lover but a famous singer who Christian had traped using her naked photos. Christian sets her up when they attend a talent awards show in a building. Clara is very hard to get attrack with him, then Chris finally asks someone to make Clara drunk by putting sleeping pills in her drink.

Finally as is known, no one can win from Christian. He got what he wanted. In an unconscious state, Christian has someone take pictures of Clara in various poses as a weapon to subdue the girl.

Clara, who was a virgin before, had to be willing to lose it because Christian as a suspect asked her forcibly.

Christian always uses the photos as a weapon to get Clara to sleep with him. Every time Clara tried to refuse, he would send a picture to the girl's cell phone and made her silent with no more words to say.

Usually girls only last one night for Christian. But not for Clara, because she is quite special. Clara always refuses, and Christian hates rejection. The more he is rejected, the more he will pursue. After all, gradually Clara deliberately refuses and refuses so that Christian doesn't just dump her like other bitches.

Christian takes off his coat and tie, slowly opens the door leading to his office. He saw a red-haired woman with a plump, sexy body and wearing tight clothes that seduced faith sitting on the sofa. The woman didn't really pay attention to Christian's arrival, her hands were busy playing with her cellphone.

"Ahem." Christian clears his throat to get an attention to the woman.

The beautiful woman lifted her head and gave the sweetest smile she had. For Christian it's the same, nothing really special. At least it satisfies him for a while.

Christian calls his personal assistant, "Lody, don't let anyone come into my room. About 30 minutes."

Lody-personal assistant-did not answer, he understood what Christian meant just now. There is no need to explain, because it is time for Christian to finish the desire that has been held back for several days.

"What's your name?"

"Adelle," the woman replied. Kinda awkward.

The woman just sat quietly on the sofa, while Christian continued to approach her. That death stare seemed to freeze Adelle in place, she didn't even move when Christian started to take off all her clothes, then move to Christian who started to strip himself.

There is a scene that every woman has been waiting for. A burly body, with a six pack stomach, muscular, made Adelle gulp because she was nervous many times.

"I have something to tell you," Christian says in a deep voice holding back the rumbling in his chest. He wanted to feel like he immediately lunged for a plump, sexy body without clothes in front of him.

"S-say it," Adelle answered doubtfully. Adelle had been informed by Christian's personal assistant before she accepted the offer to serve Christian beforehand. She knows Christian doesn't see her as anything more than a whore, so there's nothing to hope for more.

"I'm not wearing protection. Make sure you take contraceptive pills, because if anything happens to you, I won't be responsible," Christian says coldly.

Adele nodded. Yes, a few hours ago she had taken a contraceptive pill.

"I've been taken it. Don't worry, even if something happens to me, I won't hold for your responsible," said Adelle, a little more relaxed.

"OK."

Adelle endured the ticklish feeling that started to creep from head to toe as Christian began his stunt. He gave her intoxicating touches and kisses. Every now and then Adelle sighs under Christian's control.

"Open your thighs wider, and don't touch me. I don't want your hands getting to me," Christian explains to him. Adele nodded. Understand.

Adelle closes her eyes, as Christian begins to plunge his own into her. She really couldn't stand it. Adelle bit her lip, preventing any sound from coming out, the problem was that if she screamed or groaned out of lustful emotion, the office workers would hear it.

"Don't make a sound. I won't pay you."

"Um."

It's absolutely beautiful and amazing to see Christian's face constantly controlling her body. Ah, if this man wanted to be owned, she was willing to make out every night without being paid a penny.

Christian sighs as he delivers the final stack, holding it for a moment then releasing control of Adelle's body.

"Get dressed. Your cheque is on my desk. Forget what happened today. I won't make out with you for a second time, did you get it?"

"I-I understand."

Adelle hurried to pick up the clothes that lay on the floor, put them on, smoothed the makeup on her face, then took the cheque on Christian's desk. After that she left.

"My life is really monotonous," Christian says to himself. He feels a very lonely feeling that he can't describe it himself.

Christian has just spent his night with Clara, his special girl. Clara had gotten used to Christian's coldness over the past few months. She, herself increasingly does not care about Christian's attitude like that.

The feelings of hatred she felt at the beginning of the first met gradually raised the seeds of love in Clara's heart, even though she knew the feelings would be forever one sided. Because Christian is not the type of guy who can stick with one girl forever.

Just being around him, Clara already felt more than happy. Even though she knows the risks, sooner or later when Christian feels she is no longer special to him, then she must be prepared to be dumped like a worn out object that is no longer needed.

Christian takes Clara out to a mall. He took Clara to an expensive boutique that sells branded goods at exorbitant prices.

"Take what you need," Christian says releasing his grip on Clara's hand.

"You don't want to accompany me inside?" asked Clara.

"I don't like to linger," he answered simply.

"OK."

"Take this card, use it when you find what you want," Christian says again, handing Clara a platinum card. When Clara entered the boutique, Christian chose to stand on the railing of the mall and leaned back.

His thoughts were interrupted when he heard the sound of a boy crying not far from where he was standing and waiting for Clara.

Christian sees a boy with golden blonde hair, with blue eyes, with an adorable face crying in confusion. Christian is slightly interested and starts to approach the boy.

"Why are you crying?" Christian asked in a very soft tone of voice.

"I'm separated from Mommy," replied the boy occasionally wiping the snot from his nose. His two round eyes look cute to Christian's eyes. For some reason his face reminded him of when he was the same age as the boy.

"Your mom left you?" Christian asks again.

The boy shook his head. The ends of his sleeves were used as rags to wipe his swollen eyes from crying.

"I let go of mommy's hand and walked to the toy store. She didn't realize that I wasn't following her anymore," answered the child smoothly.

"You want to come with me? Let's go to the information section, we'll call your mom, how about that?" take Christian to the little boy.

"I dare not go with strangers."

"My name is Christian," Christian says, holding out his hand.

"Jack," replied the little boy named Jack. Jack was still confused, his head kept following the movements of the people passing in front of him, hoping that his mother would be among the crowds of people going back and forth.

"You want to follow my advice?" Christian asks with a faint smile he rarely shows. That smile looks so warm. Jack felt that the person in front of him could be trusted. Jack takes Christian's hand.

Christian takes Jack to the information desk and asks the man at the consierge to call the child's mother. He asks to announce it soon. For some reason Christian is so happy to see Jack's cute face, every now and then he ruffles Jack's hair and then plays the six year old boy's cheek.

"Sir, have you seen this boy?" Audrey asked an old man who passed beside her while showing a photo of a boy on her cellphone.

The old man Audrey asked shook his head. Audrey's knees felt weak when no one who was asked answered that they had never seen the figure of the boy in the photo.

"Oh my gosh Jack. Where should I look for you, why did you let go of my hand," Audrey sighed in frustration. Her only son, her beloved who was always with her, disappeared thirty minutes ago among the hustle and bustle.

Not long after, she heard a call from the loudspeaker in the mall. Mention there was a boy who got lost and was looking for his mother.

Christian is still with Jack, he hands Jack the microphone that was in the man's hand at the information desk.

"You call your mom, she'll definitely recognize your voice," Christian says.

Jack complied, taking the microphone Christian handed him. Jack opened his voice, "Mommy! I'm waiting for you in the information section. Mommy I'm scared!"

Audrey who heard Jack's voice on the loudspeaker, immediately rushed through the crowd. She ran with all her power, looking for the information section. When she found her destination even from 50 meters away, she knew the man with Jack.

Audrey's face paled instantly, she couldn't believe the scene before her eyes. Her eyes looked at Christian's face with hatred.

"Why would he be with Jack?" Audrey said to herself.

While Christian continues to be with Jack, he seems very concerned about the little boy, not for a second letting go of Jack's hand. Christian himself doesn't understand, there is a warm feeling that flows through him when the tiny hand grips his hand tightly.

Audrey walked slowly. She hopes Christian doesn't remember her face. If Christian still remembers her face, then Audrey is finished. Audrey felt her palms turn cold with the nervous feeling she was currently facing. Her heart was beating very fast.

Only one meter left, she will face a man who destroyed her without a trace and left a wound on her before.

"Excuse me," Audrey said when she was in front of Christian and Jack.

"Yes? Are you Jack's mother?" Christian asks guiltily. His face showed he didn't know the long-haired beauty in front of him at this moment.

Audrey clenched her fists. Ah, if only you knew, Christian!

"Right. Can you give me Jack," Audrey asked holding back so she could keep her emotions in check at this point. Her voice trembled slightly.

Jack, who was happy to see Audrey, immediately rushed into Audrey's arms when Audrey opened her arms wide.

"I'm sorry, Jack," Audrey said then kissed Jack on the forehead.

"Sorry, have we met before?" Christian asks suddenly. Since then, Christian has been watching the beautiful face in front of him without blinking. He felt the face was very familiar, but he forgot where he had met, or just coincidentally look alike?

Audrey shook her head quickly, her feet wanting to rush away from the information section.

"Wait a minute, I feel like I've seen you before," Christian says once again, making Audrey's steps even more halting.

"I told you, you don't know me," Audrey answered quickly and then lowered her head.

Christian is sure he has met Audrey before. His brow furrowed, bringing his thick eyebrows together. Christian struggles to remember Audrey's face.

"I ha-have to go. Thank you for helping my son," said Audrey. She had to leave immediately, lest Christian remember anything. She never wish for it!

Audrey picks up Jack, then quickly walks away from Christian. Christian who had wanted to chase Audrey canceled his intention when Clara's hand grabbed his arm.

"Why do you want to chase that woman?" asked Clara curiously.

"Her face is so familiar. I feel like I've seen her before, but I forget when I met her," Christian replies.

In fact, Clara doesn't like it when Christian talks about other women, let alone talks about his flirting with the women he paid for one night.

Very sickening. But what can Clara do, she herself is nothing to Christian. Only limited to the oppressed special whore.

"Maybe your ex-girlfriend," Clara quipped a little jealously.

"I've never had an ex. Since then I have never been in a serious relationship with anyone. You don't need to be jealous, because one day I will let you go. So no need to mock me. Your satire doesn't work, in fact your words will turn to hurt yourself," Christian replied, no more stinging than Clara's words, which were only a few words.

'You bastard Chris!' Clara thought.

Audrey couldn't stop breathing. Every now and then she looks back, afraid that Christian will keep following her. She swear to anything, she doesn't want to have anything to do with that man anymore. Just once in a lifetime.

Audrey immediately took out her car keys, and told Jack to get inside immediately.

"Mom, Christian has been so good to me. He was the one who helped me to-"

"Enough! Don't say that name again in front of me. I don't want to hear it!" Audrey half snapped at Jack.

Jack's eyes reddened, holding back tears at the sound of Audrey's screams.

"Sorry, Honey. I didn't mean to yell at you. But, forget about that guy. He's not a good man. You know what a good man looks like, right?"

Jack nodded then hugged Audrey.

"Good men don't hurt women. Like I've never hurt you," replied Jack.

"Right. You'll never hurt me, never. But someone has hurt me, even destroyed me into pieces," said Audrey in a half whisper. Her heart was broken to see Christian's presence a few minutes ago.

Christian's face had haunted her for years leaving a pain that no one could understand. Even because Christian all stay away from her, even her family is against her. Her family is an Orthodox Catholic and still an old minded, that believe a girl should endure their chastity!

When all that happened to her seven years ago, even though it wasn't her will, she was blamed again. If only Christian hadn't suddenly appeared like today, maybe she wouldn't feel like her heart is being stabbed with pain.

Audrey started the car engine, her eyes filled with tears causing dew in front of her eyes.

"Jack, if you still had a dad, would you be happy?" Audrey asked Jack who was beside her.

"Dad? But you said dad is no more?"

"Just in case, do you want to see him?"

Jack shook his head.

"Why?"

"I don't need daddy. I just need mommy."

Audrey cried profusely leaving a question in Jack's mind. He had never seen Audrey cry so much. Audrey never taught her to hate a 'daddy' she just said her dad died in a car accident to silence Jack not to ask her again about 'daddy'.

Audrey covered her mouth with one hand trying not to get too emotional.

"Are you happy with mom?"

"Very happy, Mommy," Jack answered with certainty and then smiled, showing a row of neatly lined rabbit-like teeth.

*

"No!"

Her breath hitched, sweat dripping from Audrey's temples. She glanced at the clock on the nightstand, it was only two in the morning. Then she glanced at the left side of the bed, Jack was still asleep. She just had a dream.

Dreamed something really bad, that made her want to stay up all night.

"Oh Gosh. Please don't meet me again with Christian. Meeting him was a nightmare for me," Audrey said. One hand rubbed her arm trying to dispel the worry that kept swirling in her mind.

Audrey rubbed her face roughly, there was a feeling of fright. Hopefully yesterday's meeting with Christian after all these years was her last.

Audrey tried to close her eyes again, and get rid of the uncomfortable feeling in her heart. She hoped that there would be no more fragments of memories about the past that had to be present in her dreams. Too painful!

*

Early in the morning Christian wakes up, and asks the maid to prepare all his needs. Melody, a 60 year old woman brought Christian's suit. The woman had been at the Butts' home for nearly 40 years. she knew how bad the family was.

"Last night I heard dad had a fight with mom, what's wrong?" Christian asks Melody, tying his tie in front of the big mirror.

Melody lowered her head, her vulnerable face not daring to look directly at Christian.

"Mr. Howard brought a woman into the house last night. As usual your mom can't do anything."

Christian pulled his lips slanted upwards, it was clear from the look on his face that he never liked the old bastard, even though without him Christian would never have been born on this earth.

"So it's true, the fruit doesn't fall far from the tree. Mom always told me to get married, have children, stop playing with girls. Then how's it going with the old bastard that mom always loved? He can't change his bad character himself, and then lectures me every time I bring a girl into the office or into my apartment!"

"Sorry, Mr. Chris. After all, Mr. Howard is your father."

"That's right, he's my father. But he created a monster like me."

Christian spreads one hand, Melody swiftly helps put on the coat.

"Then did he hit mom?"

"As usual, there's no doubt," Melody replied curtly.

"Then?"

"What's even more surprising is that woman that Mr. Howard brought is already two months pregnant. He also quarreled with the woman, asking her to abort the baby in the womb, but the woman refused."

"Just throw it away, I don't want to have a little sister or brother from that bitch. Bother fighting, defending, in the end the fetus will never become a baby born into the world. Come on, I'm going to the office."

"Sir, don't you have breakfast first?" Melody asked.

"Nope."

Christian descends the stairs half-running, to find Jane-his mother-standing at the window looking out. Chris wondered what his mother was looking at to get so serious.

"Mom?" called Chris softly.

The woman he called 'mom' immediately turned around, then smiled-sadly-at Chris.

"You want to go?"

"What do you see outside?" Chris followed Jane's gaze, he saw Howard-his father-carrying a woman into a black car. It was definitely the trash woman he brought home last night.

"No need to say anything, Chris," Jane said dryly. She had been used to witnessing such a sight for nearly twenty-five years. Admittedly, it all started with the mistakes ahe made so Howard became the ruffian he is today. Jane couldn't blame him.

"Mom, the past sometimes makes us give up on everything, doesn't it?"

"I know, I know very well. I shouldn't have made that mistake, if I didn't do that then Howard would still be the Howard I knew in college until he became a master in the trading world. Come on, don't you have to work? Don't keep your clients waiting," said Jane. She rubbed Chris' shoulder.

He doesn't know who to hate so much. Mom or dad?

No one can blame Chris. It was his mother who had an affair with his father's accomplice, when his father's business was going uphill. But at least Howard didn't divorce his wife.

At that time Howard had said if Jane could do something like that to him, he would stay but he would tell him what it feels like to be betrayed by getting her 100x the lessons of what she did before. Howard did, even though he knew he needed Jane by his side, but made Jane endure to enjoy the pain.

"Chris," Jane called before her son was completely out of sight.

"E-em?"

"Get married."

"I'll get married when I've wiped out half of the world's female population," Chris replied casually, then stepped into the car.