Seize: Seize Me My CEO

Chapter 22

••• Sheila POV ••••

I move back to work knowing Freddy will always keep that wrong image of me as an irritant, talkative

gal. I hate giving this bad impression.

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I finish rounding up with my stuff. I go and change and I move out of the hotel. Natasha assured me of

passing at the hotel today to check on me, and she didn't.

I think, but the last time I checked, she practically shoved me away. What proves me that she won't do

the same today?.

It's weekend but I'm super exhausted as if it's was a normal weekday. It's Normal that I feel so after

8hours of work. I don't even know where to go to and relax, even if I find a nice place, without Natasha

around, it won't be that interesting.

"I need to talk to someone." I cry I take a cab.

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••• Natasha POV •••

"OMG, my headaches." I shudder out of sleep I check the watch. "Holy Ghost, it's 5 pm!. Luther,

Luther!.".

I get out of bed. I grab a bed sheet and cover my naked body, before stepping my toes on the ground.

Luther is deeply asleep. It's normal, we drank and made love all night. I'm vulnerable to alcohol but I

seriously needed some last night.

"Luther, it's late!." I shake him up. "It's weekend baby!." He whimpers at my touch. He feebly wakes up

and he falls asleep.

"I know baby... but you have to leave, Sheila might passe around soon. I promised, to passe check on

her at the hotel today... Omg, she will kill me for that!." I wail.

"Who is Sheilo?. And why the hell are you worried about him seeing us together?." He immediately

wakes out of bad with a miserable look.

"I said 'Sheila', not Sheilo, or whatsoever. And it's a, 'she'!. Don't be pathetic!. Now get the hell out of

my bed!." I laugh deep within.

He is so pathetic right now. I actually get to pity him. Anyway, I love it. When he he get like this jealous.

"I can't leave like this, I need to take a quick bath!." He tells. "Hell, No!. You are leaving like this and

right now!." I help him pick his dresses up from the floor and I fling it in his arms as he tries to wear his

trousers.

"Be fast about it!." I take a second to tighten the bedsheet over my body and I push him away. He gives

me a lovely smile and I smile back, with some butterflies ridding in my stomach.

"Baby, relax. We aren't committing a crime!..." He steps back, grabs me on my waist, and slowly pulls

me closer to him.

"Hey, Mr. man!..." I lightly hit his shoulder as his grab unwraps the bed sheet from my naked body. He

passionately maintains his gaze fixed on mine. OMG, he looks so sincere. Above all so sexy.

"I love you!." He passionately kisses me. I kiss him back without uttering a word.

"Baby, it's time to leave!." I slightly flinch, yet I don't want to get out of his grab. He smirks.

"See you later!." With that, he calmly leaves.

"Ok!." I nod. I directly close lean on the door very satisfied slowly sinking to ground level. I'm on the

moon right now.

I seat on the ground for a couple of minutes. Then a knock on my door brutally snatches me back to

reality. And reality hurts as usual. This swipes away the smile on my face.

"God, it shouldn't be Sheila. PLEASE, it shouldn't be Sheila!. It shouldn't... be... here..!." I cry, pray, beg

the heavens. While I sluggishly opening the door. With an eye shut.

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•• Sheila POV •••

"Luther?!. I must be dreaming!." I frown as Luther, bypasses me without stopping.

I feel as giving him some hard blows on the face. He doesn't know me but I know him so well. His

pictures are filled in Natasha's phone. I don't even know why she hasn't deleted them yet.

"Oh!..."

Now Everything gets clear into my mind. I knock on Natasha's door. Natasha opens the door with a

very weird gaze. She twists her face to bestow a sorry, guilt, petting stare to appease me. She knows I

hate him.

I realize that I don't know him in person but I still hate him for what he did to her... with her friend!.

"Say it!." She speaks before I can offer a word to express my amazement. The apprehensive glance on

my face simply affirms her that I met Luther on my way in.

"Natasha!. How?." I walk in, speechless.

"Don't you dare judge me!." She yells out of guilt "Okay..." I stop without letting out much. I lifting my

hands in defeat with a dramatic glance. I don't want to hurt her with my remarks so I remain quiet. And

more to that, guilt is all over her, needless adding.

"You must have done this before?." She helplessly seats on the Sofa. I walk closer to her. "Natasha, I

will never judge you. I mean, I will always try not to!. I just want the best for you and you deserve it. Not

this...” I grab her hands tightly.

She hugs me.

"Thank you!... I'm so ashamed of myself!. Thou, I don't regret doing it!." She gives me a corny smile.

We both chuckle. She is happy and it's all that matters.

"Have you ever done this before?. Sex with an ex?. I feel so stupid for letting him in, after all what he

did to me!."

"No!." I shily nod to her questions.

"What?." She drags her words, as I get shy. "Like you are a Virgin!." She wonders aloud. “Like

seriously?."

"Yes..." I nod. I'm still nervous. "Wow!." She gets up from the couch and wonders around. "That's

enormous!." she adds.

"Yea a virgin with a p**sy on fire, whenever I glance on Freddy!." I respond without reflection.

"Which Freddy?. The Billionaire guest at the hotel?." She moves back closer to me.

"Yes, his elegance slays." I nod. "Hahaha!... It's normal, he is 'every woman's dream'!. Very seductive

playboy!." She walks into her room.

Without taking me seriously.

"Do you know him?." I get all excited.

"No, o!. But I know his kind. He is a predator!." she says.

"Oh, we had an encounter, he isn't that much of a predator. He is just so arrogant, indefinable person,

who thinks that he can control the world with his money!." I follow her into the room.

"Sheila, avoid him. Stay far away from him. This type of man has no respect for women since he can

have any he wants. They just use ladies and later dump them like pieces of trash. Stay very far away

from him, please I don't want you to be a victim of such!." She gets serious now. This freaks me out.

"Okay... I will." I retort.

"Good!." She nodes and keep searching in her wardrobe.

"Hmmm, mmm!..." I have something to say but I hesitate to open up.

She just warned me about him. Yet I yearned to converse with someone.

I take a deep breath.

"I saw his d*ck!." I throw it out, unexpectedly. "What?. Don't tell me you guys f*cked?." She turns

screaming in dismay. Widen her eyes at my words.

"No, oh!." I flinch. She closes her eyes in relief. "Sheila, you nearly creek my heart!... I was scared he

took advantage of you!.”.

“Sorry, it wasn't my intention!!!.” I nod.

“Its fine!.” She smiles.

“But how comes you show his d*ck?. And how is it?. Big? Short? Long? Fat? Thin?. Hahaha?." She

suddenly gets excited.

"Hmmm, big, average!" I reply.

"What do you mean by average?. Like how many inches, centimetres what of the diameter?." Natasha

keeps insists.

"Hahaha, For real?. So you expected me to go on measuring his d*ck?. Hahaha!. I don't know...! Was

my first time seeing a d*ck live. Have seen it on screen before but I thought of measuring it!." I wonder

She hits her face.

"Sheila, you won't stop amazing me as time goes by. Anyway, I have a phone and internet. So we will

go on a dick hunt right now. I will show you a couple of d*cks and you just have to point out what is

more like his!." She goes picks up her phone and rushes back practically falling on me.

"Natasha, you aren't serious!." I try pushing her away. Yet she sticks.

"What are friends for!. Hahaha..." She laughs at me. Pressing her password with a huge smile, happily

teasing me.

"Is it like this?." She scrolls the catalogue. I get seriously shy. It's weird viewing such images with

someone. More to that, we have never spoken about such.

Thou, I feel secured at the same time. "More like this!." I point at one. "OMG, this isn't average, Sheila!.

It's big!." She screams. "Crazy girl!." I hit her shoulder and we both laugh aloud.