Enslaved by the CEO
- Genre: Romance
- Age: 18+
- Status: Completed
- Language: English
- Author: Zebbie Zebbie
I recall what occurred the previous evening. Even though I want to cry now, I feel like my tears have dried up after crying last night. How is it going right now? What will I do next? Even though I want to leave, where am I going? How can I learn? Where will I call home?
I pulled my hair back and made a tight bun. I remained in that demon's room when I awoke once more.
I abhor him! You, Clyde Marcus Salvadore, are evil!
I got to my feet and began to get my garments off the floor. I dressed and stumbled out of the room. When I returned, the butler was shocked that I had emerged from our boss's room.
I questioned it: "N-Nathania? What happened to you? Are you in Clyde's room?"
I stumbled. "M-Man, I want to leave." I cried once more.
He questioned, "Ha?" "What are you saying?"
I walked up to him and gripped his hand firmly. I don't want to stay here any longer, so I want to leave.
He creased his forehead. He questioned again, "Did you cry? Your eyes are swollen; are you angry?"
I just replied and let go of his hand, "I'm leaving, man. I don't want to work here any longer. When I heard the voice of the man I despised, I was about to move forward.
He asked in a cold voice, "What's going on here?" The butler was all that the eyes were focused on. He could mess things up, and if he did, it would be as if he hadn't hurt me the previous evening.
I bowed as the butler said, "It's like Nathania. I don't know what happened to her, and she wants to leave here. She doesn't want to work anymore."
Please, "Can you just leave us alone?" I became perplexed at once. I also can't be left alone here! This demon's company is not what I want!
My eyes widened as Manang nodded, and I was about to take his hand once more when he moved away. My chest ached as I gulped.
There were a series of yet unclear queries, such as "What are you saying? You want to quit your job here? You want to leave?" His face shows no signs of emotion.
I wasn't sure if I should respond to him. I ultimately decided not to respond to him. I'm not sure if it's better for me or if he's still my employer. He is a demon without shame. He does not deserve my respect.
I ignored him and continued on. He grabbed my arm and yanked me away even before I had a chance to flee.
I yelled fiercely, "What!" I also acknowledged that I felt uneasy as he pulled me away. I believe last night traumatized me.
He released his hold on my arm after dragging me into his office.
I smacked him hard because I was so irritated and upset with him. They exchanged blows. to believe that I violated him more than he did!
When I slapped him, his head cocked. His jaw clenched, and a gloomy countenance turned to face me.
He again crossed my arms, and he took a firm hold of them.
Do you believe I'll allow you to leave Nathania? he asked.
I squinted. I stumbled, "R-Release me!"
Manang was already here, as I quickly realized. If I shouted, perhaps it would hear me and I would leave.
"Help! Please, help! Help—"
His voice was like thunder and stopped me. "Do you also know that my office is soundproof, Nathania? Manang can't hear you."
Tears that had been suppressed finally began to flow. I'm crying again because this is it.
I believe that crying also served a purpose since it gave me the strength to yell at the demon in front of me, "R-Release me! What do you need from me? Isn't it enough that you raped me last night?"
He let go of my arms.
I kept saying, "You're a demon! You're an animal! I hate you! What am I behind you for, and you're doing this to me?" What it does to me next is up to it. I just need to vent," I said, expressing my anger to him.
It's a frigid reply: "Hate me, Nathania. I don't care." As my rage increased, I punched him. I gave him a chest blow.
I yelled at him, "I hate you! I hate you! I lost my virginity because of you, and I don't have the careful femininity I should have in the person I love. I kept punching him in the chest because I assumed he would allow it, but I was astonished when he grabbed my hands and shoved me back until I felt the cold wall behind me.
Initially, I was taken aback. Even more unexpectedly, he kissed me on the cheek. a rough kiss similar to last night's I merely sobbed. Who can I turn to for assistance right now?
Help me, God!
But someone close to me came to mind. the person who looks out for and supports me.
I don't know why, but when Clyde's lips separated from mine, I blurted out, "Spencer!"
When I mentioned it, he was astounded. He took a closer look. He released my hand as he grinned at them. His features darkened. In the wrath I witness, he can most probably kill a guy.
I jumped as it simply struck the side of my head against the wall. He pointed, placed his face to my ear, and whispered, "You know what, Nathania? I don't regret that I was ahead of you."
"Leave or stay? Choose Nathania. If you really want to leave, then go ahead. If you choose to leave and avoid me, I will make sure your life is miserable.