Control The CEO

Chapter 3

Control The CEO

Chapter 3

❝Dinner and more?❞

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"First of all. Ow! Second, why would you do that and potentially ruin this handsome face?" Ace asks me with a raised eyebrow. He doesn't however show any sign that it had hurt him. That alone becomes annoying because my hand is stinging with pain as if there are millions of little needles stinging my palm. "I don't know, why would someone want to force me into someone's care and not ask me about it?" I ask, not even answering his question, not wanting to anyway. Then I would have to admit his face is handsome.

It's very handsome, so handsome that I always find myself staring at him. It's annoying and I hate it. I hate him. He uses it and I hate that as well. I stare at him, wanting not my pain to be seen in my eyes. I want him to know that I'm putting my foot down and it will stay down. It's my life and I get to decide. Legally, I don't. I'm not allowed to. I don't really have the best mindset to be able to make these decisions on my own, but that is why I have Leo.

"Why won't we discuss this over dinner?" He asks me. I let out a grunt and cross my hands over my chest. "It's not dinnertime" I tell him. In truth, I couldn't find anything to say. A chuckle leaves his lips, the sound enough to send shivers down my spine. It was the wind if anyone were to ask. I won't let him get the satisfaction of knowing that I am deeply affected by him. And that is another thing that I hate that he does to me, I don't like any of it and if I could, I would get rid of it.

"An early dinner then, what do you say? You can ask me everything you want to know, and maybe it will lead to something more..." He trails off and wiggles his eyebrows at me, I don't miss the lust in his eyes. I look at him with disgust. "I'd rather cut out my own tongue" I hiss at him. I'm angry at him. I have to remind myself that. Often I cant' stay mad or angry for long. Because my thoughts always make me think of other things and the emotion disappears and being replaced by this neutral feeling.

It's a strange feeling but for me it's what I live in. Sometimes I don't feel happiness, sadness, anger nor anything else. I'm numb and I feel nothing at all. This is the time that my mind overthinks everything. I can't stop it and I don't think that I want to. I like it. As much as I hate it, I like it. The thoughts keep me company when no one else will. I suppose people will never understand how my mind works. My brother can somewhat understand but not completely, he does try though.

I turn around to walk away from him, when he walks in front of me. "All right, how about we dine in the main dining room, where everyone can see how we are simply eating and nothing else. You can even scream as loud as you want and have the police stationed outside if you want. Do have the honor to share a meal with me, specially made by me?" He asks me. I think about it for a moment. I wonder why he wants to have dinner so badly with me, I'm sure he has much more important things to do.

Then again, this is my time to find out what is happening and why he wants to take care of me. Ace has never shown any interest in me. In all the times that we have met, he's been a jerk. Really, he has. He even called me bad names and such. He has been horrible to me. I don't see why he would ever want to be around me if he hates me so much, which I can say the feeling is mutual. I hate him and he hates me. There is nothing else that can be said about that, can it?

"How can I trust that you won't poison the food I'm eating?" I ask him Wait a raised eyebrow. As if he were not expecting me to ask that, which I don't know why he wouldn't because I've always thought that if he did make me food, he would somehow poison in. "All right, police and doctors, want the firefighters as well?" He asks me. I'm not sure if he's mocking me or not. But, I suppose he isn't going stop until he gets what he wants. I've heard that about him. He always gets what he wants in the end, no matter the cost.

That does worry me, a lot. I don't know what to do. My eyes find the ground, and I keep thinking about what to do. I want answer, but I don't want to have dinner with him. I don't want to be near him and still at the same time I want to be so close to him that we're touching. Somehow, I can't understand any of that. None of it makes sense to me. I don't notice that my heart is pounding until I find that it's racing as if I've run a marathon.

I let out a breath to try and clam myself. Counting in my head to ten, slowly. Like I always do to try and clam myself down. "Hey" I hear him softly say. My eyes look up to meet Ace's eyes and I freeze. His eyes are so beautiful and so calming to me. I don't know why, but I never want to look away. His eyes stare at mine and appear that they aren't going to stray. "There you are" He whispers, or I think so. His voice is the only thing that I could hear. "Just focus on me, it's all right" He says to me. Slowly I nod my head. Some minutes pass by before I open my mouth to speak. "One dinner, that's it" I tell him.