Category: ROOMMATES WITH THE CEO

 

 ROOMMATES WITH THE CEO

Roommates With The Ceo-Chapter 29

Genre: Romance, Betrayal, Lust S€x

Theme: The Real Derrick

Racheal Dennis.

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Claire’s POV

Honestly speaking.. I’m scared…. Not for myself but for my Mom and my baby…

It’s been almost a day… And Killian is not here yet. I don’t even know if he’ll make it here in time… I raise my hands to see if I can feel them… And fortunately for me I can.

I quickly untie my legs and rushed to my Mom… I help her untie herself. We tiptoe to the door… I turned the knob and it opened.

“Mom… Let’s see if we can escape… I can’t just sit simply and watch Derrick hurt my baby”

“Right… Enough talking hurry”

We both step out of the room… There’s a long dark hallway, standing at the end of the hallway.. are two burly men.

“What to do?” I whispered to my Mom.

My Mom turned to look around.. as if looking for something…. She locked gaze with something and smiled.

I followed her gaze and my eyes land on two flower vase… One’s empty and the other has flowers in it. My Mom rushed back in the room and grabbed the flower vases. She hands one to me and held the other one.

We head towards the men…. As quietly as possible…. When we got close enough.. my mom and I exchange looks.. we mentally count down to three… Then we raised the vases and hit it in their heads so hard… They instantly fell down and we smiled satisfactory.

We stepped out of the hallway and arrived at the living room…. Though I am not sure if it’s even a living… Cause it’s way bigger than a living room. Though there are sofas and a big flat screen TV… But this is not living room looking.

My Mom grab my hand and we begin to strode to the main door…. But we didn’t get to reach the door before we heard a cocking of gun…. We stopped dead on our tracks…. My body begin to shiver in fear.

“Well, well, well…. Claire darling, aren’t you full of surprises”

My mom and I turned around slowly and my fear increased upon seeing Derrick pointing a gun at me… My stomach to be precise.

Instinctively I wrap my arms around my stomach…. Trying to protect it from Derrick’s prying eyes.

“Who knew the sweet, gentle Claire would be this tough…. You were able to knock out my men… WOW! Impressive” he begins to walk down the stairs.. towards me… My mom and I involuntarily taking small steps back.

“Derrick just let my Mom go…. Then I’ll marry you” I said.

He lets out a sarcastic laughter and sat on the last step of the stairs… Still pointing his gun at me.

“If I let your mom go, how will she witness our wedding…. How can we get her blessings?”

” Derrick why are you doing this? You were good to me… Why did you changed overnight?” I asked.

“I was never a good man Claire…. The plan was never to hurt you, Claire. My main intentions were to join Knight Gaming and have access to bring Killian Knight down… But you changed everything… You changed my plans. I saw you at Knight Gaming… You’re good with people…. You’re kind to all and even forgive people who offended you… I slowly fell for you, but you didn’t give me any chance, you always reject me Everytime I ask you out and you grew closer to Killian…. I knew long ago that you live in the same house as Killian… I have my men follow you everywhere you go… Claire, I gave you many chances to be with me willingly… But you’re so damn adamant… Killian has taken too much from me, right from childhood. I’m just waiting for him to come here and watch me kill his bastard child and take you away from here… I’m not going to lose to him this time”

“So you weren’t going to take Killian down, if I had choose you?” I asked him.

He nods… Then his eyes grew darker than before… He’s staring at something behind me with so much hatred….

Then suddenly I found myself in his tight grip…. His left hand wrapped around my neck tightly to the extent where it hurts…. His right hand pointing the gun at the person he was looking with so much hate.

My vision become blurry…. But I still managed to keep my eyes open. I shift my gaze to the direction he was looking and I saw…..

Killian!!

He’s standing at the door… His eyes red and brimming in rage. He pulled my mom to his side… My mom’s shaking in fear with tears running down her cheeks. I managed to squeeze out a weak smile.

He’s here! He’s finally here!

Killian’s POV

Lucas and I arrived at the location….the place is kinda deserted…only one building is standing in the middle of the plains. The building looks like an abandoned mansion.

“The police have surrounded the whole place…the officer said we should go in first, they’ll follow behind” Lucas inform me. I nod and head towards the building.

I reached the door and wanted to open it…but I stopped as I heard Derrick’s voice….or should I call him Shane.

‘I slowly fell for you but you reject me Everytime I ask you out and you grew closer to Killian……I knew Long ago that you live in the same house as Killian…I have my men follow you everywhere you go… Claire, I gave you many chances to be with me willingly….but you’re so damn adamant…. Killian has taken too much from me, right from our childhood. I’m just waiting for him to come here and watch me kill his bastard child and take you away from here….I’m not going to lose to him this time’

Then I heard Claire asked him..

‘so you weren’t going to take Killian down, if I had chosen you?’

That’s where I draw the line….I can’t let him take Claire away…I need him to tell me how I offended him, I need to know why he wants to take me down.

I pushed the door open and rushed in… I saw Claire and a lady that looks like Claire but a older version….I pulled the lady to my side…but I wasn’t quick enough…

Derrick pulled Claire to himself and wrap his hand around her neck. I clenched my jaw and my fist. I pushed the woman to Lucas and begin to inch forward… towards Derrick…my eyes red, anger clouded my vision.

“Stay back or I’ll pull the trigger!” I stopped at once when he made move to pull the trigger.

“Derrick! I’m the one you want to take revenge on…I’m here now, let Claire go” I said.

“If I let her go then you win…I won’t allow that” he said.

” But we had a deal…I came like we agreed, so you have to let her go”

He laughs and scoffed.

” I just said that so that you can come to me….”

” Why do you want to take revenge on me? Have we met before?” I asked him.

He looks at me with a very bored expression.

“How can you forget about me so soon! Have you also forget what happened….what you did to me in fourth grade?”

He released a dry laugh and continue.

“Killian Knight you were the reason I was sent to a rehab center… Because of you I lost my sanity… You deprived me of my life… All my days that was supposed to be happy days, they were spent in rehab. My birthday days were celebrated in rehab…none of my family members visited me…. that’s all because of what you did, Killian Knight!”

Fourth grade? How can I forget it…it was the greatest mistake of my life… But the boy’s name wasn’t Derrick or Shane…. So how…

“I remember fourth grade…but how did you know about that?”

He laughs bitterly.

“I was Marcus…I was the Marcus whom you made to murder that innocent girl”

I tensed…how come Marcus is Derrick or Shane.

” Surprise..? I have never used my real name… My dad never lets us use our real name…I was Marcus, the boy you made push that innocent girl into the well… My dad and teachers thought I lost my sanity so my dad was advised to send me to a rehab center. I cried, telling them that I was okay but nobody listened to me…so I promised myself, I’ll take you down…I promise to start with your company, I want you to feel all the pain I went through”

” Derrick, I didn’t make you push that girl, you were already holding her close to the well…you were bullying her… when I arrive at the scene the girl was crying and begging you to stop…all I did was shout out your name to stop, but it was already too late. You pushed her in yourself…my only regret was that…I couldn’t save her. Derrick you have always been a psychopath” I said.

I inch forward slowly to grab Claire from him…but he caught my movement.

“Stay back or I promise I’ll pull the trigger…I swear”

Just then the cops came in and round him up.

” Drop the weapon” the officer said.

“All of you stay back…or I’ll shoot” he said and placed the gun at Claire’s stomach.

“Drop the weapon… slowly” the officer repeated.

I don’t know what happened…it all happened in a blur…and the next sound I heard was….

BOOM!!

And Claire’s body dropped to the ground with a thud….my eyes widen.

“Claire!!” The lady next to Lucas shouted…

To Be Continued

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 ROOMMATES WITH THE CEO

Roommates With The Ceo-Chapter 14

Genre: Romance, Betrayal, Lust S€x

Theme: The Dinner

Racheal Dennis.

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An unexpected Guests

Claire’s POV

I see Killian.,… and a woman in his arms.

The woman who’s all pressed up against Killian’s body is undoubtedly intoxicated as he practically drags her across the floor. My gaze shift to his arm wrap tightly around her slender waist, then her hand wrap around his neck….then his shocked expression when his eyes meet mine.

Who is she?

“Claire I can explain” he said.

“You’ve got another girl in your house? Why didn’t you tell me that before you begged me to come home with you? You naughty boy” the woman said.

He begged her?

I clutch my chest, hoping to take the pain and tighteness away. That’s right. I’m just another girl to Killian Knight. A housekeeper no less. What was I even thinking?.

“It’s not what you think, Claire” he tries to explain.

I turned on my heels and walk away. I head straight to my room without looking back, then, I heard a loud slam.

I’m back in my room…

I make a beeline for my bed and fling myself onto it, burying my head in the pillow. A muffled sob echo throughout the room.

Stupid Killian…

There’s a knock on my door..

‘Claire, please. It’s not what you think. Open the door and let me explain’ I heard Killian’s voice from the other side of the door.

“I don’t want to hear anything!”

‘please Claire, open the door’

” I don’t want to hear anything, just leave!” I told him.

‘ Claire…’

” LEAVE!!” I yelled at him.

I hear his footsteps shuffling away, I wrap myself up in my blanket and cried myself to sleep.

The next morning, I head to the kitchen to get a glass of water.

“Morning Claire, right?” The woman from last night greeted me.

I nearly drop the glass from my hand. Why is she still here?

“I had the best night of my life” she said.

This woman!

“It’s been a while since I saw my brother”

“Your what?” I asked.

“My brother” she answered. “So drop that accusing glare, Claire. My brother did not bring a random woman home to fuck. He brought his drunk sister home”

His sister? Oh no, I wronged Killian.

” You’re his sister? But I’ve never seen you anywhere…..”

“Estranged. I hate being associated with the knights” she said.

” I…I have to go apologise to Killian…”

” It’s too late. It’s Saturday, but my workaholic brother has already left for his office. Something about preparing for his new game launch”

I was mistaken about him, how can I be so foolish.

“So… about you and my brother….I heard you are his housekeeper. We’re running low on toilet paper. Do, be a dear and go get some more”

Excuse me? Who’s she to order me around? She’s your bosses sister, a voice in my head said.

“Okay, I will” I said.

“Aw, you are too nice. I like you already. I was just pulling your legs by the way. There’s still loads of toilet paper in there. I can see why my brother likes you, though” she said.

” He told you he likes me?” I asked.

” You were literally the first thing he talked about when he picked me up last night”

” What did he say? ” I asked quickly, maybe a little too quick. “I’ll tell you all about it… And more… Only if you buy me breakfast” she bargain.

I would really like to know what Killian told her, but I don’t have time to buy her breakfast now.

“Sorry, I can’t buy you breakfast, I have tons of work to do” I told her.

” Guess I’ll have to grab it myself then, but don’t worry, you’ll be seeing me around for a while. By the way, my name’s Keira” then she left.

After Keira left, I decided to kick back for a while…. With some video games of course.

* A few hours later*

“I’m home” Killian announced.

“Killian?” I opened my mouth to apologise but he beat me to it.

“Before you say anything, I want you to know Keira is my sister. Now you’re free to slam the door on me again, but I just wanted you to know” he said.

” I’m sorry”

” No, don’t be. But don’t ever do that again”

” Do what?” I asked.

” Look at me with that broken expression. That scared the fuck out of me”

” I’m really sorry I refused to hear you out last night, but I’m not ready to talk” I closed the door on him.

I’m back in my bedroom later that night. Keira and Killian invited me to dinner with them, but I respectfully decline. The events of last night are still fresh in my head and I feel just a tad awkward hanging out with the Knight siblings.

It’s been a while since they saw each other, I’m sure they’d appreciate the time alone too.

I’m about to go to sleep when I heard a loud thud outside the room.

What was that?

I opened my door and peek out into the darkness.

‘ T-there’s nothing out here’ I said to myself.

I heard the loud thud again. Oh no, did someone break in?

I quickly remember the bat I saw in Killian’s storage room when I was cleaning it. I creep silently to the storeroom and reach out for the bat. I grip the bat tightly in my hand.

“W-w-who is there?” I asked.

Suddenly I feel a tap on my shoulder.

“Ahhhhh” I screamed.

I whirl around and fling the bat wildly at the shadow behind me.

“Ow! Claire!” I heard Killian winces.

“Killian? What the hell!”

“Will you please put that bat away” he said.

” Why are you sneaking around in the dark? ” I asked.

I reach for the light switch and turn on the lights on. That’s when I noticed the blankets and pillows on the couch.

“Is that your blanket on the couch?”

“I gave my room to Keira. That brat insists on sleeping on the master’s bedroom”

” But what about the other guest bedrooms? ” I asked.

Killian’s penthouse has three luxuriously spacious bedrooms, after all.

“That brat dumped all her shopping from today in that room. I’m going to have a talk with her tomorrow morning about boundaries….. But I just don’t have the energy to deal with her nonsense right now”.

He says that but it’s obvious he must really dots on his sister.

“I’m sorry I scared you, but it’s just me”

He shuffles back to the couch and fluffs his pillow.

He’s been working hard on the launch of our new game, he really shouldn’t be sleeping on the couch like that. But I guess we don’t have a choice….

I dash into my room and bring out all the pillows I can find.

“Huh?, What’s with all the pillows?” Killian asked.

” It’s for you.. “

I arranged the pillows neatly on the couch in attempt to come up with the most comfortable arrangement as possible.

“Thanks”

“It’s the least I can do, as your housekeeper”.

” Right”

” Good night, Killian”

” Good night, Claire”

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 ROOMMATES WITH THE CEO

Roommates With The Ceo-Chapter 9

Genre: Romance, Betrayal, Lust S€x

Theme: Drunk Claira

Racheal Dennis.

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Claire’s POV

“Actually, Claire, I have something to tell you….”

Oh no! He’s not in his right senses, whatever he says isn’t going to make sense, I need to get him home before he says something he’s going to regret later.

Just then, I spot the woman from before walking towards our direction again. She shouldn’t come and bother us again.

“Claire, I…”

“Alright, I’ll get someone we know who’s going home to share a cab with you, I’m really not comfortable letting you go home alone” I cut him off.

He sighs.

” Sounds like a fair plan” he said.

I saw one of our interns who’s going home, I beg him to help Derrick get home and thankfully he agreed. I went back into the club.

“You’re back, I see you managed to ditch Derrick” Charlotte said immediately she sees me.

” What you did back there wasn’t cool” I told her.

“Oh, come on, we both know he’d prefer to have you around instead of me. Here” she hands me another shot. “The night’s still young”

I roll my eyes, but accepted it anyway. One after the other… Soon I lost count of the number of shots I’ve had.

The floor begins to spin uncontrollably.

“Okay I’m going to be the responsible adult now” Charlotte said. ” Where do you live Claire? We need to get you home”

I giggled.

“You’re not going to believe where I live! No, no, you’re not going to believe who I live with….. “

” That’s enough drinks for you, young lady” I heard Lucas’s voice cut me off. I frown.

” Lucas?! You are Mr Knight’s secretary” Charlotte exclaimed.

“Nice to meet you. Rest assured, she’s in good hands, I’ll bring your friend home, safe and sound. I’m the designated driver” he told her.

“you know where she lives? “

” Yup”

Charlotte hesitate for a while.

“Okayyy” then she walked away.

I did a double take at Lucas, he look kinda cute this evening, ugh, this alcohol is really getting to me.

I pinched his cheeks.

“Ow! Ow!” He winches.

I give him The most innocent smile I can conjure up. Lucas sighs.

“The things I do….” He trail off. “Come now, Claire” he led me out of the club. “That was a damn close call” he whispered under his breath.

” You nearly told her about your special living arrangements”

“You’re right! I didn’t get to tell her, I have to go back and tell her that I’m living with…. ” Lucas covers my mouth with his hand as he continues to drag me out of the club.

I grunts as I’m flung into the back seat of the fanciest limo I’ve seen in my life.

“Wow” I awed. “It’s as big as my bedroom back in morfield”

“Drive” I heard Killian’s voice ordered. His cold voice sends shivers down my spine. But by now, I’m too intoxicated to filter my thoughts.

He sounds angry.

“Sounds like someone is angry” I blunt out.

” You were about to blurt out our secret. Of course I’m mad! “

” Oops. Sorry” I muttered. ” I’ve been thinking….. “

” I don’t care what you’ve been thinking, Claire”.

” You must have known about Timothy, that bastard copied my design and you knew. But how……. “

” I don’t know what your are talking about” he interrupt me.

” That night…. We’re you the one who tidied my notes? Did you carry me back to my bedroom? “

Killian stares out of the window wordlessly.

“Let me make it up to you” I slides myself across the seat….. And onto Killian’s lap, straddling him. Even through my fuzzy vision, I see him swallow nervously.

“What are you doing?” He asked.

From this distance, I can smell a mix of wine and whisky on his breath.

He’s just as drunk as I am.

I wrap my arms around his neck.

“Has anyone ever told you, you’re hot? Like really, really hot? ” I asked him.

He chuckled. He grabs my arm and tries to pull me away, but it only prompts me to lean even closer to him.

“Why don’t you wanna find me in your bed naked? Why is that even a rule?”

“Claire, Claire. You’ve certainly had too much to drink” he said, but I’m not getting any of that. Being drunk made me bolder than before.

“Do you not find me attractive enough?”

In that moment, I feel a pang of desire hit me. Have I always wanted to know the answer to this? I guess I have. I thought I was content with the idea of working as both his intern and his housekeeper, content with the idea of living in the same space as him….. But could it be that I wanted more?

“Claire, what’s wrong?” Killian asks me.

“Sorry. You’re right. I’ve had too much to drink”. I try to slide off his lap except….. He wraps his arm around my waist, locking me in his embrace.

“Is that how you think I see you?” He asked, I gasped when I meet his gaze, for all I see is desire. Pure desire.

“Fucking hell!” He muttered.

He crashes his lips against mine without warning and pulls me impossibly close to him. Without hesitating, I open my mouth and he eagerly delves in, nipping and sucking. I’m lost in his taste, lost in his scent. The kiss was wild.

“Mr Knight…..” I called.

“Fuck. It drives me crazy whenever you call me that” he breakers the kiss and leans his forehead against mine, both of us panting.

His eyes are still hooded with desire.

“Are you sure you want this?” He asked me.

“N-no….. “

” That’s okay” he plants a soft kiss on my lips this time.

A wave of exhaustion hits me and I feel my eyelids getting heavier……

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The next morning….

Ugh! Why is it so bright?

Ow, my head!

Wait… I’m back in my own bed? How?

Flashbacks of my kiss with Killian play back in my head.

WHAT HAVE I DONE?

No, no, no, no!

I quickly change out of my dress from last night and dash out of my room.

“K-killian? I mean, Mr Knight?” I’d better go back to last name basis even though I was all up on him last night. I look around, but didn’t see him anywhere.

He’s not around… Could he be in his room? I walk to his bedroom and knock, but there’s no answer. I turn his door knob, it’s unlocked.

I peer inside the dark room and sure enough, there was Killian, sprawled under his covers, topless.

“Mr Knight?” I called, he shifts in his bed, groaning lightly.

Guess I’m not the only one with a bad hangover. I shut the door behind me and slumps onto the floor. I touch my lips as I think back to how Killian ravaged them last night. I feel a blush creeping over my cheeks. The throbbing headache return.

Ugh, I need my hangover cure to think straight.

I head to the kitchen and ransacked the cupboards and fridge to concoct my very own hangover elixir. The secret is to add plenty of orange juice, I feel surprisingly healthier after drinking it. Killian didn’t sound too rosy either. He probably had just as much to drink as I did last night… That’s how it led to….

My passionate tryst resurfaces in my head.

Argh! But I really should bring him a glass of my hangover cure. I could take this opportunity to talk to him too….. But I don’t think I have the courage to face him now. No I can’t, not after last night.

I haul myself into my room and try to do some work to take my mind off everything.

A while later, I heard a knock on the door.

Uh-oh

I shuffle unwillingly to open the door. Sure enough, there was Killian standing at the door.

“About last night……”

Oh my God! What is he going to say now? Please don’t fire me because of last night, I prayed in my head.

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 ROOMMATES WITH THE CEO

Roommates With The Ceo-Chapter 9

Genre: Romance, Betrayal, Lust S€x

Theme: Drunk Claira

Racheal Dennis.

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Claire’s POV

“Actually, Claire, I have something to tell you….”

Oh no! He’s not in his right senses, whatever he says isn’t going to make sense, I need to get him home before he says something he’s going to regret later.

Just then, I spot the woman from before walking towards our direction again. She shouldn’t come and bother us again.

“Claire, I…”

“Alright, I’ll get someone we know who’s going home to share a cab with you, I’m really not comfortable letting you go home alone” I cut him off.

He sighs.

” Sounds like a fair plan” he said.

I saw one of our interns who’s going home, I beg him to help Derrick get home and thankfully he agreed. I went back into the club.

“You’re back, I see you managed to ditch Derrick” Charlotte said immediately she sees me.

” What you did back there wasn’t cool” I told her.

“Oh, come on, we both know he’d prefer to have you around instead of me. Here” she hands me another shot. “The night’s still young”

I roll my eyes, but accepted it anyway. One after the other… Soon I lost count of the number of shots I’ve had.

The floor begins to spin uncontrollably.

“Okay I’m going to be the responsible adult now” Charlotte said. ” Where do you live Claire? We need to get you home”

I giggled.

“You’re not going to believe where I live! No, no, you’re not going to believe who I live with….. “

” That’s enough drinks for you, young lady” I heard Lucas’s voice cut me off. I frown.

” Lucas?! You are Mr Knight’s secretary” Charlotte exclaimed.

“Nice to meet you. Rest assured, she’s in good hands, I’ll bring your friend home, safe and sound. I’m the designated driver” he told her.

“you know where she lives? “

” Yup”

Charlotte hesitate for a while.

“Okayyy” then she walked away.

I did a double take at Lucas, he look kinda cute this evening, ugh, this alcohol is really getting to me.

I pinched his cheeks.

“Ow! Ow!” He winches.

I give him The most innocent smile I can conjure up. Lucas sighs.

“The things I do….” He trail off. “Come now, Claire” he led me out of the club. “That was a damn close call” he whispered under his breath.

” You nearly told her about your special living arrangements”

“You’re right! I didn’t get to tell her, I have to go back and tell her that I’m living with…. ” Lucas covers my mouth with his hand as he continues to drag me out of the club.

I grunts as I’m flung into the back seat of the fanciest limo I’ve seen in my life.

“Wow” I awed. “It’s as big as my bedroom back in morfield”

“Drive” I heard Killian’s voice ordered. His cold voice sends shivers down my spine. But by now, I’m too intoxicated to filter my thoughts.

He sounds angry.

“Sounds like someone is angry” I blunt out.

” You were about to blurt out our secret. Of course I’m mad! “

” Oops. Sorry” I muttered. ” I’ve been thinking….. “

” I don’t care what you’ve been thinking, Claire”.

” You must have known about Timothy, that bastard copied my design and you knew. But how……. “

” I don’t know what your are talking about” he interrupt me.

” That night…. We’re you the one who tidied my notes? Did you carry me back to my bedroom? “

Killian stares out of the window wordlessly.

“Let me make it up to you” I slides myself across the seat….. And onto Killian’s lap, straddling him. Even through my fuzzy vision, I see him swallow nervously.

“What are you doing?” He asked.

From this distance, I can smell a mix of wine and whisky on his breath.

He’s just as drunk as I am.

I wrap my arms around his neck.

“Has anyone ever told you, you’re hot? Like really, really hot? ” I asked him.

He chuckled. He grabs my arm and tries to pull me away, but it only prompts me to lean even closer to him.

“Why don’t you wanna find me in your bed naked? Why is that even a rule?”

“Claire, Claire. You’ve certainly had too much to drink” he said, but I’m not getting any of that. Being drunk made me bolder than before.

“Do you not find me attractive enough?”

In that moment, I feel a pang of desire hit me. Have I always wanted to know the answer to this? I guess I have. I thought I was content with the idea of working as both his intern and his housekeeper, content with the idea of living in the same space as him….. But could it be that I wanted more?

“Claire, what’s wrong?” Killian asks me.

“Sorry. You’re right. I’ve had too much to drink”. I try to slide off his lap except….. He wraps his arm around my waist, locking me in his embrace.

“Is that how you think I see you?” He asked, I gasped when I meet his gaze, for all I see is desire. Pure desire.

“Fucking hell!” He muttered.

He crashes his lips against mine without warning and pulls me impossibly close to him. Without hesitating, I open my mouth and he eagerly delves in, nipping and sucking. I’m lost in his taste, lost in his scent. The kiss was wild.

“Mr Knight…..” I called.

“Fuck. It drives me crazy whenever you call me that” he breakers the kiss and leans his forehead against mine, both of us panting.

His eyes are still hooded with desire.

“Are you sure you want this?” He asked me.

“N-no….. “

” That’s okay” he plants a soft kiss on my lips this time.

A wave of exhaustion hits me and I feel my eyelids getting heavier……

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The next morning….

Ugh! Why is it so bright?

Ow, my head!

Wait… I’m back in my own bed? How?

Flashbacks of my kiss with Killian play back in my head.

WHAT HAVE I DONE?

No, no, no, no!

I quickly change out of my dress from last night and dash out of my room.

“K-killian? I mean, Mr Knight?” I’d better go back to last name basis even though I was all up on him last night. I look around, but didn’t see him anywhere.

He’s not around… Could he be in his room? I walk to his bedroom and knock, but there’s no answer. I turn his door knob, it’s unlocked.

I peer inside the dark room and sure enough, there was Killian, sprawled under his covers, topless.

“Mr Knight?” I called, he shifts in his bed, groaning lightly.

Guess I’m not the only one with a bad hangover. I shut the door behind me and slumps onto the floor. I touch my lips as I think back to how Killian ravaged them last night. I feel a blush creeping over my cheeks. The throbbing headache return.

Ugh, I need my hangover cure to think straight.

I head to the kitchen and ransacked the cupboards and fridge to concoct my very own hangover elixir. The secret is to add plenty of orange juice, I feel surprisingly healthier after drinking it. Killian didn’t sound too rosy either. He probably had just as much to drink as I did last night… That’s how it led to….

My passionate tryst resurfaces in my head.

Argh! But I really should bring him a glass of my hangover cure. I could take this opportunity to talk to him too….. But I don’t think I have the courage to face him now. No I can’t, not after last night.

I haul myself into my room and try to do some work to take my mind off everything.

A while later, I heard a knock on the door.

Uh-oh

I shuffle unwillingly to open the door. Sure enough, there was Killian standing at the door.

“About last night……”

Oh my God! What is he going to say now? Please don’t fire me because of last night, I prayed in my head.

To be continued

Next Chapter

Previous Chapter

 

 ROOMMATES WITH THE CEO

Roommates With The Ceo-Chapter 9

Genre: Romance, Betrayal, Lust S€x

Theme: Drunk Claira

Racheal Dennis.

[✓]

Claire’s POV

“Actually, Claire, I have something to tell you….”

Oh no! He’s not in his right senses, whatever he says isn’t going to make sense, I need to get him home before he says something he’s going to regret later.

Just then, I spot the woman from before walking towards our direction again. She shouldn’t come and bother us again.

“Claire, I…”

“Alright, I’ll get someone we know who’s going home to share a cab with you, I’m really not comfortable letting you go home alone” I cut him off.

He sighs.

” Sounds like a fair plan” he said.

I saw one of our interns who’s going home, I beg him to help Derrick get home and thankfully he agreed. I went back into the club.

“You’re back, I see you managed to ditch Derrick” Charlotte said immediately she sees me.

” What you did back there wasn’t cool” I told her.

“Oh, come on, we both know he’d prefer to have you around instead of me. Here” she hands me another shot. “The night’s still young”

I roll my eyes, but accepted it anyway. One after the other… Soon I lost count of the number of shots I’ve had.

The floor begins to spin uncontrollably.

“Okay I’m going to be the responsible adult now” Charlotte said. ” Where do you live Claire? We need to get you home”

I giggled.

“You’re not going to believe where I live! No, no, you’re not going to believe who I live with….. “

” That’s enough drinks for you, young lady” I heard Lucas’s voice cut me off. I frown.

” Lucas?! You are Mr Knight’s secretary” Charlotte exclaimed.

“Nice to meet you. Rest assured, she’s in good hands, I’ll bring your friend home, safe and sound. I’m the designated driver” he told her.

“you know where she lives? “

” Yup”

Charlotte hesitate for a while.

“Okayyy” then she walked away.

I did a double take at Lucas, he look kinda cute this evening, ugh, this alcohol is really getting to me.

I pinched his cheeks.

“Ow! Ow!” He winches.

I give him The most innocent smile I can conjure up. Lucas sighs.

“The things I do….” He trail off. “Come now, Claire” he led me out of the club. “That was a damn close call” he whispered under his breath.

” You nearly told her about your special living arrangements”

“You’re right! I didn’t get to tell her, I have to go back and tell her that I’m living with…. ” Lucas covers my mouth with his hand as he continues to drag me out of the club.

I grunts as I’m flung into the back seat of the fanciest limo I’ve seen in my life.

“Wow” I awed. “It’s as big as my bedroom back in morfield”

“Drive” I heard Killian’s voice ordered. His cold voice sends shivers down my spine. But by now, I’m too intoxicated to filter my thoughts.

He sounds angry.

“Sounds like someone is angry” I blunt out.

” You were about to blurt out our secret. Of course I’m mad! “

” Oops. Sorry” I muttered. ” I’ve been thinking….. “

” I don’t care what you’ve been thinking, Claire”.

” You must have known about Timothy, that bastard copied my design and you knew. But how……. “

” I don’t know what your are talking about” he interrupt me.

” That night…. We’re you the one who tidied my notes? Did you carry me back to my bedroom? “

Killian stares out of the window wordlessly.

“Let me make it up to you” I slides myself across the seat….. And onto Killian’s lap, straddling him. Even through my fuzzy vision, I see him swallow nervously.

“What are you doing?” He asked.

From this distance, I can smell a mix of wine and whisky on his breath.

He’s just as drunk as I am.

I wrap my arms around his neck.

“Has anyone ever told you, you’re hot? Like really, really hot? ” I asked him.

He chuckled. He grabs my arm and tries to pull me away, but it only prompts me to lean even closer to him.

“Why don’t you wanna find me in your bed naked? Why is that even a rule?”

“Claire, Claire. You’ve certainly had too much to drink” he said, but I’m not getting any of that. Being drunk made me bolder than before.

“Do you not find me attractive enough?”

In that moment, I feel a pang of desire hit me. Have I always wanted to know the answer to this? I guess I have. I thought I was content with the idea of working as both his intern and his housekeeper, content with the idea of living in the same space as him….. But could it be that I wanted more?

“Claire, what’s wrong?” Killian asks me.

“Sorry. You’re right. I’ve had too much to drink”. I try to slide off his lap except….. He wraps his arm around my waist, locking me in his embrace.

“Is that how you think I see you?” He asked, I gasped when I meet his gaze, for all I see is desire. Pure desire.

“Fucking hell!” He muttered.

He crashes his lips against mine without warning and pulls me impossibly close to him. Without hesitating, I open my mouth and he eagerly delves in, nipping and sucking. I’m lost in his taste, lost in his scent. The kiss was wild.

“Mr Knight…..” I called.

“Fuck. It drives me crazy whenever you call me that” he breakers the kiss and leans his forehead against mine, both of us panting.

His eyes are still hooded with desire.

“Are you sure you want this?” He asked me.

“N-no….. “

” That’s okay” he plants a soft kiss on my lips this time.

A wave of exhaustion hits me and I feel my eyelids getting heavier……

********************

The next morning….

Ugh! Why is it so bright?

Ow, my head!

Wait… I’m back in my own bed? How?

Flashbacks of my kiss with Killian play back in my head.

WHAT HAVE I DONE?

No, no, no, no!

I quickly change out of my dress from last night and dash out of my room.

“K-killian? I mean, Mr Knight?” I’d better go back to last name basis even though I was all up on him last night. I look around, but didn’t see him anywhere.

He’s not around… Could he be in his room? I walk to his bedroom and knock, but there’s no answer. I turn his door knob, it’s unlocked.

I peer inside the dark room and sure enough, there was Killian, sprawled under his covers, topless.

“Mr Knight?” I called, he shifts in his bed, groaning lightly.

Guess I’m not the only one with a bad hangover. I shut the door behind me and slumps onto the floor. I touch my lips as I think back to how Killian ravaged them last night. I feel a blush creeping over my cheeks. The throbbing headache return.

Ugh, I need my hangover cure to think straight.

I head to the kitchen and ransacked the cupboards and fridge to concoct my very own hangover elixir. The secret is to add plenty of orange juice, I feel surprisingly healthier after drinking it. Killian didn’t sound too rosy either. He probably had just as much to drink as I did last night… That’s how it led to….

My passionate tryst resurfaces in my head.

Argh! But I really should bring him a glass of my hangover cure. I could take this opportunity to talk to him too….. But I don’t think I have the courage to face him now. No I can’t, not after last night.

I haul myself into my room and try to do some work to take my mind off everything.

A while later, I heard a knock on the door.

Uh-oh

I shuffle unwillingly to open the door. Sure enough, there was Killian standing at the door.

“About last night……”

Oh my God! What is he going to say now? Please don’t fire me because of last night, I prayed in my head.

To be continued

Next Chapter

Previous Chapter

 

 ROOMMATES WITH THE CEO

Roommates With The Ceo-Chapter 9

Genre: Romance, Betrayal, Lust S€x

Theme: Drunk Claira

Racheal Dennis.

[✓]

Claire’s POV

“Actually, Claire, I have something to tell you….”

Oh no! He’s not in his right senses, whatever he says isn’t going to make sense, I need to get him home before he says something he’s going to regret later.

Just then, I spot the woman from before walking towards our direction again. She shouldn’t come and bother us again.

“Claire, I…”

“Alright, I’ll get someone we know who’s going home to share a cab with you, I’m really not comfortable letting you go home alone” I cut him off.

He sighs.

” Sounds like a fair plan” he said.

I saw one of our interns who’s going home, I beg him to help Derrick get home and thankfully he agreed. I went back into the club.

“You’re back, I see you managed to ditch Derrick” Charlotte said immediately she sees me.

” What you did back there wasn’t cool” I told her.

“Oh, come on, we both know he’d prefer to have you around instead of me. Here” she hands me another shot. “The night’s still young”

I roll my eyes, but accepted it anyway. One after the other… Soon I lost count of the number of shots I’ve had.

The floor begins to spin uncontrollably.

“Okay I’m going to be the responsible adult now” Charlotte said. ” Where do you live Claire? We need to get you home”

I giggled.

“You’re not going to believe where I live! No, no, you’re not going to believe who I live with….. “

” That’s enough drinks for you, young lady” I heard Lucas’s voice cut me off. I frown.

” Lucas?! You are Mr Knight’s secretary” Charlotte exclaimed.

“Nice to meet you. Rest assured, she’s in good hands, I’ll bring your friend home, safe and sound. I’m the designated driver” he told her.

“you know where she lives? “

” Yup”

Charlotte hesitate for a while.

“Okayyy” then she walked away.

I did a double take at Lucas, he look kinda cute this evening, ugh, this alcohol is really getting to me.

I pinched his cheeks.

“Ow! Ow!” He winches.

I give him The most innocent smile I can conjure up. Lucas sighs.

“The things I do….” He trail off. “Come now, Claire” he led me out of the club. “That was a damn close call” he whispered under his breath.

” You nearly told her about your special living arrangements”

“You’re right! I didn’t get to tell her, I have to go back and tell her that I’m living with…. ” Lucas covers my mouth with his hand as he continues to drag me out of the club.

I grunts as I’m flung into the back seat of the fanciest limo I’ve seen in my life.

“Wow” I awed. “It’s as big as my bedroom back in morfield”

“Drive” I heard Killian’s voice ordered. His cold voice sends shivers down my spine. But by now, I’m too intoxicated to filter my thoughts.

He sounds angry.

“Sounds like someone is angry” I blunt out.

” You were about to blurt out our secret. Of course I’m mad! “

” Oops. Sorry” I muttered. ” I’ve been thinking….. “

” I don’t care what you’ve been thinking, Claire”.

” You must have known about Timothy, that bastard copied my design and you knew. But how……. “

” I don’t know what your are talking about” he interrupt me.

” That night…. We’re you the one who tidied my notes? Did you carry me back to my bedroom? “

Killian stares out of the window wordlessly.

“Let me make it up to you” I slides myself across the seat….. And onto Killian’s lap, straddling him. Even through my fuzzy vision, I see him swallow nervously.

“What are you doing?” He asked.

From this distance, I can smell a mix of wine and whisky on his breath.

He’s just as drunk as I am.

I wrap my arms around his neck.

“Has anyone ever told you, you’re hot? Like really, really hot? ” I asked him.

He chuckled. He grabs my arm and tries to pull me away, but it only prompts me to lean even closer to him.

“Why don’t you wanna find me in your bed naked? Why is that even a rule?”

“Claire, Claire. You’ve certainly had too much to drink” he said, but I’m not getting any of that. Being drunk made me bolder than before.

“Do you not find me attractive enough?”

In that moment, I feel a pang of desire hit me. Have I always wanted to know the answer to this? I guess I have. I thought I was content with the idea of working as both his intern and his housekeeper, content with the idea of living in the same space as him….. But could it be that I wanted more?

“Claire, what’s wrong?” Killian asks me.

“Sorry. You’re right. I’ve had too much to drink”. I try to slide off his lap except….. He wraps his arm around my waist, locking me in his embrace.

“Is that how you think I see you?” He asked, I gasped when I meet his gaze, for all I see is desire. Pure desire.

“Fucking hell!” He muttered.

He crashes his lips against mine without warning and pulls me impossibly close to him. Without hesitating, I open my mouth and he eagerly delves in, nipping and sucking. I’m lost in his taste, lost in his scent. The kiss was wild.

“Mr Knight…..” I called.

“Fuck. It drives me crazy whenever you call me that” he breakers the kiss and leans his forehead against mine, both of us panting.

His eyes are still hooded with desire.

“Are you sure you want this?” He asked me.

“N-no….. “

” That’s okay” he plants a soft kiss on my lips this time.

A wave of exhaustion hits me and I feel my eyelids getting heavier……

********************

The next morning….

Ugh! Why is it so bright?

Ow, my head!

Wait… I’m back in my own bed? How?

Flashbacks of my kiss with Killian play back in my head.

WHAT HAVE I DONE?

No, no, no, no!

I quickly change out of my dress from last night and dash out of my room.

“K-killian? I mean, Mr Knight?” I’d better go back to last name basis even though I was all up on him last night. I look around, but didn’t see him anywhere.

He’s not around… Could he be in his room? I walk to his bedroom and knock, but there’s no answer. I turn his door knob, it’s unlocked.

I peer inside the dark room and sure enough, there was Killian, sprawled under his covers, topless.

“Mr Knight?” I called, he shifts in his bed, groaning lightly.

Guess I’m not the only one with a bad hangover. I shut the door behind me and slumps onto the floor. I touch my lips as I think back to how Killian ravaged them last night. I feel a blush creeping over my cheeks. The throbbing headache return.

Ugh, I need my hangover cure to think straight.

I head to the kitchen and ransacked the cupboards and fridge to concoct my very own hangover elixir. The secret is to add plenty of orange juice, I feel surprisingly healthier after drinking it. Killian didn’t sound too rosy either. He probably had just as much to drink as I did last night… That’s how it led to….

My passionate tryst resurfaces in my head.

Argh! But I really should bring him a glass of my hangover cure. I could take this opportunity to talk to him too….. But I don’t think I have the courage to face him now. No I can’t, not after last night.

I haul myself into my room and try to do some work to take my mind off everything.

A while later, I heard a knock on the door.

Uh-oh

I shuffle unwillingly to open the door. Sure enough, there was Killian standing at the door.

“About last night……”

Oh my God! What is he going to say now? Please don’t fire me because of last night, I prayed in my head.

To be continued

Next Chapter

Previous Chapter

 

 ROOMMATES WITH THE CEO

Roommates With The Ceo-Chapter 9

Genre: Romance, Betrayal, Lust S€x

Theme: Drunk Claira

Racheal Dennis.

[✓]

Claire’s POV

“Actually, Claire, I have something to tell you….”

Oh no! He’s not in his right senses, whatever he says isn’t going to make sense, I need to get him home before he says something he’s going to regret later.

Just then, I spot the woman from before walking towards our direction again. She shouldn’t come and bother us again.

“Claire, I…”

“Alright, I’ll get someone we know who’s going home to share a cab with you, I’m really not comfortable letting you go home alone” I cut him off.

He sighs.

” Sounds like a fair plan” he said.

I saw one of our interns who’s going home, I beg him to help Derrick get home and thankfully he agreed. I went back into the club.

“You’re back, I see you managed to ditch Derrick” Charlotte said immediately she sees me.

” What you did back there wasn’t cool” I told her.

“Oh, come on, we both know he’d prefer to have you around instead of me. Here” she hands me another shot. “The night’s still young”

I roll my eyes, but accepted it anyway. One after the other… Soon I lost count of the number of shots I’ve had.

The floor begins to spin uncontrollably.

“Okay I’m going to be the responsible adult now” Charlotte said. ” Where do you live Claire? We need to get you home”

I giggled.

“You’re not going to believe where I live! No, no, you’re not going to believe who I live with….. “

” That’s enough drinks for you, young lady” I heard Lucas’s voice cut me off. I frown.

” Lucas?! You are Mr Knight’s secretary” Charlotte exclaimed.

“Nice to meet you. Rest assured, she’s in good hands, I’ll bring your friend home, safe and sound. I’m the designated driver” he told her.

“you know where she lives? “

” Yup”

Charlotte hesitate for a while.

“Okayyy” then she walked away.

I did a double take at Lucas, he look kinda cute this evening, ugh, this alcohol is really getting to me.

I pinched his cheeks.

“Ow! Ow!” He winches.

I give him The most innocent smile I can conjure up. Lucas sighs.

“The things I do….” He trail off. “Come now, Claire” he led me out of the club. “That was a damn close call” he whispered under his breath.

” You nearly told her about your special living arrangements”

“You’re right! I didn’t get to tell her, I have to go back and tell her that I’m living with…. ” Lucas covers my mouth with his hand as he continues to drag me out of the club.

I grunts as I’m flung into the back seat of the fanciest limo I’ve seen in my life.

“Wow” I awed. “It’s as big as my bedroom back in morfield”

“Drive” I heard Killian’s voice ordered. His cold voice sends shivers down my spine. But by now, I’m too intoxicated to filter my thoughts.

He sounds angry.

“Sounds like someone is angry” I blunt out.

” You were about to blurt out our secret. Of course I’m mad! “

” Oops. Sorry” I muttered. ” I’ve been thinking….. “

” I don’t care what you’ve been thinking, Claire”.

” You must have known about Timothy, that bastard copied my design and you knew. But how……. “

” I don’t know what your are talking about” he interrupt me.

” That night…. We’re you the one who tidied my notes? Did you carry me back to my bedroom? “

Killian stares out of the window wordlessly.

“Let me make it up to you” I slides myself across the seat….. And onto Killian’s lap, straddling him. Even through my fuzzy vision, I see him swallow nervously.

“What are you doing?” He asked.

From this distance, I can smell a mix of wine and whisky on his breath.

He’s just as drunk as I am.

I wrap my arms around his neck.

“Has anyone ever told you, you’re hot? Like really, really hot? ” I asked him.

He chuckled. He grabs my arm and tries to pull me away, but it only prompts me to lean even closer to him.

“Why don’t you wanna find me in your bed naked? Why is that even a rule?”

“Claire, Claire. You’ve certainly had too much to drink” he said, but I’m not getting any of that. Being drunk made me bolder than before.

“Do you not find me attractive enough?”

In that moment, I feel a pang of desire hit me. Have I always wanted to know the answer to this? I guess I have. I thought I was content with the idea of working as both his intern and his housekeeper, content with the idea of living in the same space as him….. But could it be that I wanted more?

“Claire, what’s wrong?” Killian asks me.

“Sorry. You’re right. I’ve had too much to drink”. I try to slide off his lap except….. He wraps his arm around my waist, locking me in his embrace.

“Is that how you think I see you?” He asked, I gasped when I meet his gaze, for all I see is desire. Pure desire.

“Fucking hell!” He muttered.

He crashes his lips against mine without warning and pulls me impossibly close to him. Without hesitating, I open my mouth and he eagerly delves in, nipping and sucking. I’m lost in his taste, lost in his scent. The kiss was wild.

“Mr Knight…..” I called.

“Fuck. It drives me crazy whenever you call me that” he breakers the kiss and leans his forehead against mine, both of us panting.

His eyes are still hooded with desire.

“Are you sure you want this?” He asked me.

“N-no….. “

” That’s okay” he plants a soft kiss on my lips this time.

A wave of exhaustion hits me and I feel my eyelids getting heavier……

********************

The next morning….

Ugh! Why is it so bright?

Ow, my head!

Wait… I’m back in my own bed? How?

Flashbacks of my kiss with Killian play back in my head.

WHAT HAVE I DONE?

No, no, no, no!

I quickly change out of my dress from last night and dash out of my room.

“K-killian? I mean, Mr Knight?” I’d better go back to last name basis even though I was all up on him last night. I look around, but didn’t see him anywhere.

He’s not around… Could he be in his room? I walk to his bedroom and knock, but there’s no answer. I turn his door knob, it’s unlocked.

I peer inside the dark room and sure enough, there was Killian, sprawled under his covers, topless.

“Mr Knight?” I called, he shifts in his bed, groaning lightly.

Guess I’m not the only one with a bad hangover. I shut the door behind me and slumps onto the floor. I touch my lips as I think back to how Killian ravaged them last night. I feel a blush creeping over my cheeks. The throbbing headache return.

Ugh, I need my hangover cure to think straight.

I head to the kitchen and ransacked the cupboards and fridge to concoct my very own hangover elixir. The secret is to add plenty of orange juice, I feel surprisingly healthier after drinking it. Killian didn’t sound too rosy either. He probably had just as much to drink as I did last night… That’s how it led to….

My passionate tryst resurfaces in my head.

Argh! But I really should bring him a glass of my hangover cure. I could take this opportunity to talk to him too….. But I don’t think I have the courage to face him now. No I can’t, not after last night.

I haul myself into my room and try to do some work to take my mind off everything.

A while later, I heard a knock on the door.

Uh-oh

I shuffle unwillingly to open the door. Sure enough, there was Killian standing at the door.

“About last night……”

Oh my God! What is he going to say now? Please don’t fire me because of last night, I prayed in my head.

To be continued

Next Chapter

Previous Chapter

 

 ROOMMATES WITH THE CEO

Roommates With The Ceo-Chapter 9

Genre: Romance, Betrayal, Lust S€x

Theme: Drunk Claira

Racheal Dennis.

[✓]

Claire’s POV

“Actually, Claire, I have something to tell you….”

Oh no! He’s not in his right senses, whatever he says isn’t going to make sense, I need to get him home before he says something he’s going to regret later.

Just then, I spot the woman from before walking towards our direction again. She shouldn’t come and bother us again.

“Claire, I…”

“Alright, I’ll get someone we know who’s going home to share a cab with you, I’m really not comfortable letting you go home alone” I cut him off.

He sighs.

” Sounds like a fair plan” he said.

I saw one of our interns who’s going home, I beg him to help Derrick get home and thankfully he agreed. I went back into the club.

“You’re back, I see you managed to ditch Derrick” Charlotte said immediately she sees me.

” What you did back there wasn’t cool” I told her.

“Oh, come on, we both know he’d prefer to have you around instead of me. Here” she hands me another shot. “The night’s still young”

I roll my eyes, but accepted it anyway. One after the other… Soon I lost count of the number of shots I’ve had.

The floor begins to spin uncontrollably.

“Okay I’m going to be the responsible adult now” Charlotte said. ” Where do you live Claire? We need to get you home”

I giggled.

“You’re not going to believe where I live! No, no, you’re not going to believe who I live with….. “

” That’s enough drinks for you, young lady” I heard Lucas’s voice cut me off. I frown.

” Lucas?! You are Mr Knight’s secretary” Charlotte exclaimed.

“Nice to meet you. Rest assured, she’s in good hands, I’ll bring your friend home, safe and sound. I’m the designated driver” he told her.

“you know where she lives? “

” Yup”

Charlotte hesitate for a while.

“Okayyy” then she walked away.

I did a double take at Lucas, he look kinda cute this evening, ugh, this alcohol is really getting to me.

I pinched his cheeks.

“Ow! Ow!” He winches.

I give him The most innocent smile I can conjure up. Lucas sighs.

“The things I do….” He trail off. “Come now, Claire” he led me out of the club. “That was a damn close call” he whispered under his breath.

” You nearly told her about your special living arrangements”

“You’re right! I didn’t get to tell her, I have to go back and tell her that I’m living with…. ” Lucas covers my mouth with his hand as he continues to drag me out of the club.

I grunts as I’m flung into the back seat of the fanciest limo I’ve seen in my life.

“Wow” I awed. “It’s as big as my bedroom back in morfield”

“Drive” I heard Killian’s voice ordered. His cold voice sends shivers down my spine. But by now, I’m too intoxicated to filter my thoughts.

He sounds angry.

“Sounds like someone is angry” I blunt out.

” You were about to blurt out our secret. Of course I’m mad! “

” Oops. Sorry” I muttered. ” I’ve been thinking….. “

” I don’t care what you’ve been thinking, Claire”.

” You must have known about Timothy, that bastard copied my design and you knew. But how……. “

” I don’t know what your are talking about” he interrupt me.

” That night…. We’re you the one who tidied my notes? Did you carry me back to my bedroom? “

Killian stares out of the window wordlessly.

“Let me make it up to you” I slides myself across the seat….. And onto Killian’s lap, straddling him. Even through my fuzzy vision, I see him swallow nervously.

“What are you doing?” He asked.

From this distance, I can smell a mix of wine and whisky on his breath.

He’s just as drunk as I am.

I wrap my arms around his neck.

“Has anyone ever told you, you’re hot? Like really, really hot? ” I asked him.

He chuckled. He grabs my arm and tries to pull me away, but it only prompts me to lean even closer to him.

“Why don’t you wanna find me in your bed naked? Why is that even a rule?”

“Claire, Claire. You’ve certainly had too much to drink” he said, but I’m not getting any of that. Being drunk made me bolder than before.

“Do you not find me attractive enough?”

In that moment, I feel a pang of desire hit me. Have I always wanted to know the answer to this? I guess I have. I thought I was content with the idea of working as both his intern and his housekeeper, content with the idea of living in the same space as him….. But could it be that I wanted more?

“Claire, what’s wrong?” Killian asks me.

“Sorry. You’re right. I’ve had too much to drink”. I try to slide off his lap except….. He wraps his arm around my waist, locking me in his embrace.

“Is that how you think I see you?” He asked, I gasped when I meet his gaze, for all I see is desire. Pure desire.

“Fucking hell!” He muttered.

He crashes his lips against mine without warning and pulls me impossibly close to him. Without hesitating, I open my mouth and he eagerly delves in, nipping and sucking. I’m lost in his taste, lost in his scent. The kiss was wild.

“Mr Knight…..” I called.

“Fuck. It drives me crazy whenever you call me that” he breakers the kiss and leans his forehead against mine, both of us panting.

His eyes are still hooded with desire.

“Are you sure you want this?” He asked me.

“N-no….. “

” That’s okay” he plants a soft kiss on my lips this time.

A wave of exhaustion hits me and I feel my eyelids getting heavier……

********************

The next morning….

Ugh! Why is it so bright?

Ow, my head!

Wait… I’m back in my own bed? How?

Flashbacks of my kiss with Killian play back in my head.

WHAT HAVE I DONE?

No, no, no, no!

I quickly change out of my dress from last night and dash out of my room.

“K-killian? I mean, Mr Knight?” I’d better go back to last name basis even though I was all up on him last night. I look around, but didn’t see him anywhere.

He’s not around… Could he be in his room? I walk to his bedroom and knock, but there’s no answer. I turn his door knob, it’s unlocked.

I peer inside the dark room and sure enough, there was Killian, sprawled under his covers, topless.

“Mr Knight?” I called, he shifts in his bed, groaning lightly.

Guess I’m not the only one with a bad hangover. I shut the door behind me and slumps onto the floor. I touch my lips as I think back to how Killian ravaged them last night. I feel a blush creeping over my cheeks. The throbbing headache return.

Ugh, I need my hangover cure to think straight.

I head to the kitchen and ransacked the cupboards and fridge to concoct my very own hangover elixir. The secret is to add plenty of orange juice, I feel surprisingly healthier after drinking it. Killian didn’t sound too rosy either. He probably had just as much to drink as I did last night… That’s how it led to….

My passionate tryst resurfaces in my head.

Argh! But I really should bring him a glass of my hangover cure. I could take this opportunity to talk to him too….. But I don’t think I have the courage to face him now. No I can’t, not after last night.

I haul myself into my room and try to do some work to take my mind off everything.

A while later, I heard a knock on the door.

Uh-oh

I shuffle unwillingly to open the door. Sure enough, there was Killian standing at the door.

“About last night……”

Oh my God! What is he going to say now? Please don’t fire me because of last night, I prayed in my head.

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 ROOMMATES WITH THE CEO

Roommates With The Ceo-Chapter 9

Genre: Romance, Betrayal, Lust S€x

Theme: Drunk Claira

Racheal Dennis.

[✓]

Claire’s POV

“Actually, Claire, I have something to tell you….”

Oh no! He’s not in his right senses, whatever he says isn’t going to make sense, I need to get him home before he says something he’s going to regret later.

Just then, I spot the woman from before walking towards our direction again. She shouldn’t come and bother us again.

“Claire, I…”

“Alright, I’ll get someone we know who’s going home to share a cab with you, I’m really not comfortable letting you go home alone” I cut him off.

He sighs.

” Sounds like a fair plan” he said.

I saw one of our interns who’s going home, I beg him to help Derrick get home and thankfully he agreed. I went back into the club.

“You’re back, I see you managed to ditch Derrick” Charlotte said immediately she sees me.

” What you did back there wasn’t cool” I told her.

“Oh, come on, we both know he’d prefer to have you around instead of me. Here” she hands me another shot. “The night’s still young”

I roll my eyes, but accepted it anyway. One after the other… Soon I lost count of the number of shots I’ve had.

The floor begins to spin uncontrollably.

“Okay I’m going to be the responsible adult now” Charlotte said. ” Where do you live Claire? We need to get you home”

I giggled.

“You’re not going to believe where I live! No, no, you’re not going to believe who I live with….. “

” That’s enough drinks for you, young lady” I heard Lucas’s voice cut me off. I frown.

” Lucas?! You are Mr Knight’s secretary” Charlotte exclaimed.

“Nice to meet you. Rest assured, she’s in good hands, I’ll bring your friend home, safe and sound. I’m the designated driver” he told her.

“you know where she lives? “

” Yup”

Charlotte hesitate for a while.

“Okayyy” then she walked away.

I did a double take at Lucas, he look kinda cute this evening, ugh, this alcohol is really getting to me.

I pinched his cheeks.

“Ow! Ow!” He winches.

I give him The most innocent smile I can conjure up. Lucas sighs.

“The things I do….” He trail off. “Come now, Claire” he led me out of the club. “That was a damn close call” he whispered under his breath.

” You nearly told her about your special living arrangements”

“You’re right! I didn’t get to tell her, I have to go back and tell her that I’m living with…. ” Lucas covers my mouth with his hand as he continues to drag me out of the club.

I grunts as I’m flung into the back seat of the fanciest limo I’ve seen in my life.

“Wow” I awed. “It’s as big as my bedroom back in morfield”

“Drive” I heard Killian’s voice ordered. His cold voice sends shivers down my spine. But by now, I’m too intoxicated to filter my thoughts.

He sounds angry.

“Sounds like someone is angry” I blunt out.

” You were about to blurt out our secret. Of course I’m mad! “

” Oops. Sorry” I muttered. ” I’ve been thinking….. “

” I don’t care what you’ve been thinking, Claire”.

” You must have known about Timothy, that bastard copied my design and you knew. But how……. “

” I don’t know what your are talking about” he interrupt me.

” That night…. We’re you the one who tidied my notes? Did you carry me back to my bedroom? “

Killian stares out of the window wordlessly.

“Let me make it up to you” I slides myself across the seat….. And onto Killian’s lap, straddling him. Even through my fuzzy vision, I see him swallow nervously.

“What are you doing?” He asked.

From this distance, I can smell a mix of wine and whisky on his breath.

He’s just as drunk as I am.

I wrap my arms around his neck.

“Has anyone ever told you, you’re hot? Like really, really hot? ” I asked him.

He chuckled. He grabs my arm and tries to pull me away, but it only prompts me to lean even closer to him.

“Why don’t you wanna find me in your bed naked? Why is that even a rule?”

“Claire, Claire. You’ve certainly had too much to drink” he said, but I’m not getting any of that. Being drunk made me bolder than before.

“Do you not find me attractive enough?”

In that moment, I feel a pang of desire hit me. Have I always wanted to know the answer to this? I guess I have. I thought I was content with the idea of working as both his intern and his housekeeper, content with the idea of living in the same space as him….. But could it be that I wanted more?

“Claire, what’s wrong?” Killian asks me.

“Sorry. You’re right. I’ve had too much to drink”. I try to slide off his lap except….. He wraps his arm around my waist, locking me in his embrace.

“Is that how you think I see you?” He asked, I gasped when I meet his gaze, for all I see is desire. Pure desire.

“Fucking hell!” He muttered.

He crashes his lips against mine without warning and pulls me impossibly close to him. Without hesitating, I open my mouth and he eagerly delves in, nipping and sucking. I’m lost in his taste, lost in his scent. The kiss was wild.

“Mr Knight…..” I called.

“Fuck. It drives me crazy whenever you call me that” he breakers the kiss and leans his forehead against mine, both of us panting.

His eyes are still hooded with desire.

“Are you sure you want this?” He asked me.

“N-no….. “

” That’s okay” he plants a soft kiss on my lips this time.

A wave of exhaustion hits me and I feel my eyelids getting heavier……

********************

The next morning….

Ugh! Why is it so bright?

Ow, my head!

Wait… I’m back in my own bed? How?

Flashbacks of my kiss with Killian play back in my head.

WHAT HAVE I DONE?

No, no, no, no!

I quickly change out of my dress from last night and dash out of my room.

“K-killian? I mean, Mr Knight?” I’d better go back to last name basis even though I was all up on him last night. I look around, but didn’t see him anywhere.

He’s not around… Could he be in his room? I walk to his bedroom and knock, but there’s no answer. I turn his door knob, it’s unlocked.

I peer inside the dark room and sure enough, there was Killian, sprawled under his covers, topless.

“Mr Knight?” I called, he shifts in his bed, groaning lightly.

Guess I’m not the only one with a bad hangover. I shut the door behind me and slumps onto the floor. I touch my lips as I think back to how Killian ravaged them last night. I feel a blush creeping over my cheeks. The throbbing headache return.

Ugh, I need my hangover cure to think straight.

I head to the kitchen and ransacked the cupboards and fridge to concoct my very own hangover elixir. The secret is to add plenty of orange juice, I feel surprisingly healthier after drinking it. Killian didn’t sound too rosy either. He probably had just as much to drink as I did last night… That’s how it led to….

My passionate tryst resurfaces in my head.

Argh! But I really should bring him a glass of my hangover cure. I could take this opportunity to talk to him too….. But I don’t think I have the courage to face him now. No I can’t, not after last night.

I haul myself into my room and try to do some work to take my mind off everything.

A while later, I heard a knock on the door.

Uh-oh

I shuffle unwillingly to open the door. Sure enough, there was Killian standing at the door.

“About last night……”

Oh my God! What is he going to say now? Please don’t fire me because of last night, I prayed in my head.

To be continued

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 ROOMMATES WITH THE CEO

Roommates With The Ceo-Chapter 9

Genre: Romance, Betrayal, Lust S€x

Theme: Drunk Claira

Racheal Dennis.

[✓]

Claire’s POV

“Actually, Claire, I have something to tell you….”

Oh no! He’s not in his right senses, whatever he says isn’t going to make sense, I need to get him home before he says something he’s going to regret later.

Just then, I spot the woman from before walking towards our direction again. She shouldn’t come and bother us again.

“Claire, I…”

“Alright, I’ll get someone we know who’s going home to share a cab with you, I’m really not comfortable letting you go home alone” I cut him off.

He sighs.

” Sounds like a fair plan” he said.

I saw one of our interns who’s going home, I beg him to help Derrick get home and thankfully he agreed. I went back into the club.

“You’re back, I see you managed to ditch Derrick” Charlotte said immediately she sees me.

” What you did back there wasn’t cool” I told her.

“Oh, come on, we both know he’d prefer to have you around instead of me. Here” she hands me another shot. “The night’s still young”

I roll my eyes, but accepted it anyway. One after the other… Soon I lost count of the number of shots I’ve had.

The floor begins to spin uncontrollably.

“Okay I’m going to be the responsible adult now” Charlotte said. ” Where do you live Claire? We need to get you home”

I giggled.

“You’re not going to believe where I live! No, no, you’re not going to believe who I live with….. “

” That’s enough drinks for you, young lady” I heard Lucas’s voice cut me off. I frown.

” Lucas?! You are Mr Knight’s secretary” Charlotte exclaimed.

“Nice to meet you. Rest assured, she’s in good hands, I’ll bring your friend home, safe and sound. I’m the designated driver” he told her.

“you know where she lives? “

” Yup”

Charlotte hesitate for a while.

“Okayyy” then she walked away.

I did a double take at Lucas, he look kinda cute this evening, ugh, this alcohol is really getting to me.

I pinched his cheeks.

“Ow! Ow!” He winches.

I give him The most innocent smile I can conjure up. Lucas sighs.

“The things I do….” He trail off. “Come now, Claire” he led me out of the club. “That was a damn close call” he whispered under his breath.

” You nearly told her about your special living arrangements”

“You’re right! I didn’t get to tell her, I have to go back and tell her that I’m living with…. ” Lucas covers my mouth with his hand as he continues to drag me out of the club.

I grunts as I’m flung into the back seat of the fanciest limo I’ve seen in my life.

“Wow” I awed. “It’s as big as my bedroom back in morfield”

“Drive” I heard Killian’s voice ordered. His cold voice sends shivers down my spine. But by now, I’m too intoxicated to filter my thoughts.

He sounds angry.

“Sounds like someone is angry” I blunt out.

” You were about to blurt out our secret. Of course I’m mad! “

” Oops. Sorry” I muttered. ” I’ve been thinking….. “

” I don’t care what you’ve been thinking, Claire”.

” You must have known about Timothy, that bastard copied my design and you knew. But how……. “

” I don’t know what your are talking about” he interrupt me.

” That night…. We’re you the one who tidied my notes? Did you carry me back to my bedroom? “

Killian stares out of the window wordlessly.

“Let me make it up to you” I slides myself across the seat….. And onto Killian’s lap, straddling him. Even through my fuzzy vision, I see him swallow nervously.

“What are you doing?” He asked.

From this distance, I can smell a mix of wine and whisky on his breath.

He’s just as drunk as I am.

I wrap my arms around his neck.

“Has anyone ever told you, you’re hot? Like really, really hot? ” I asked him.

He chuckled. He grabs my arm and tries to pull me away, but it only prompts me to lean even closer to him.

“Why don’t you wanna find me in your bed naked? Why is that even a rule?”

“Claire, Claire. You’ve certainly had too much to drink” he said, but I’m not getting any of that. Being drunk made me bolder than before.

“Do you not find me attractive enough?”

In that moment, I feel a pang of desire hit me. Have I always wanted to know the answer to this? I guess I have. I thought I was content with the idea of working as both his intern and his housekeeper, content with the idea of living in the same space as him….. But could it be that I wanted more?

“Claire, what’s wrong?” Killian asks me.

“Sorry. You’re right. I’ve had too much to drink”. I try to slide off his lap except….. He wraps his arm around my waist, locking me in his embrace.

“Is that how you think I see you?” He asked, I gasped when I meet his gaze, for all I see is desire. Pure desire.

“Fucking hell!” He muttered.

He crashes his lips against mine without warning and pulls me impossibly close to him. Without hesitating, I open my mouth and he eagerly delves in, nipping and sucking. I’m lost in his taste, lost in his scent. The kiss was wild.

“Mr Knight…..” I called.

“Fuck. It drives me crazy whenever you call me that” he breakers the kiss and leans his forehead against mine, both of us panting.

His eyes are still hooded with desire.

“Are you sure you want this?” He asked me.

“N-no….. “

” That’s okay” he plants a soft kiss on my lips this time.

A wave of exhaustion hits me and I feel my eyelids getting heavier……

********************

The next morning….

Ugh! Why is it so bright?

Ow, my head!

Wait… I’m back in my own bed? How?

Flashbacks of my kiss with Killian play back in my head.

WHAT HAVE I DONE?

No, no, no, no!

I quickly change out of my dress from last night and dash out of my room.

“K-killian? I mean, Mr Knight?” I’d better go back to last name basis even though I was all up on him last night. I look around, but didn’t see him anywhere.

He’s not around… Could he be in his room? I walk to his bedroom and knock, but there’s no answer. I turn his door knob, it’s unlocked.

I peer inside the dark room and sure enough, there was Killian, sprawled under his covers, topless.

“Mr Knight?” I called, he shifts in his bed, groaning lightly.

Guess I’m not the only one with a bad hangover. I shut the door behind me and slumps onto the floor. I touch my lips as I think back to how Killian ravaged them last night. I feel a blush creeping over my cheeks. The throbbing headache return.

Ugh, I need my hangover cure to think straight.

I head to the kitchen and ransacked the cupboards and fridge to concoct my very own hangover elixir. The secret is to add plenty of orange juice, I feel surprisingly healthier after drinking it. Killian didn’t sound too rosy either. He probably had just as much to drink as I did last night… That’s how it led to….

My passionate tryst resurfaces in my head.

Argh! But I really should bring him a glass of my hangover cure. I could take this opportunity to talk to him too….. But I don’t think I have the courage to face him now. No I can’t, not after last night.

I haul myself into my room and try to do some work to take my mind off everything.

A while later, I heard a knock on the door.

Uh-oh

I shuffle unwillingly to open the door. Sure enough, there was Killian standing at the door.

“About last night……”

Oh my God! What is he going to say now? Please don’t fire me because of last night, I prayed in my head.

To be continued

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