Ambryan scowled.
When his romantic life consisted of questionable personalities, the public had their opinions. Eros Productions kept this business as usual. The world eventually moved on when they received nothing from him. Yes, he had staged multiple waves to gain public opinions.
But, never had he addressed them himself.
Why would this matter differ from those?
His violet eyes narrowed.
Clasping his hands together, Ambryan leaned over the desk. He settled his elbows on the table and watched his colleague above the back of his joint fingers. The angelic face stared back innocently.
That was where the problem lied.
"Madison, be honest with me," Ambryan began to say and knitted his eyebrows. His gaze scrutinized the dainty expression. "Are you using the press as a way to ask me about my relationship?"
Luminous green eyes against murky violet ones, silence blanketed the pair once more. No trace of outside noise trespassed through the soundproof walls. The sound of munching a crispy croissant stayed at the other side of the door.
Only the rising and falling of chests hinted that there was life inside the room.
...
...
...
"Pfft, no." Madison snorted. He threw back his head and cackled at the absurdity. "Pft, that is ridiculous. Where would you get such an idea?"
Ambryan relaxed his posture and tapped away on his keyboard. Except, his manner of speech remained stiff. "Good. Then. don't ask about it."
"But—"
The CEO ceased typing immediately and flickered his eyes to their corners. They met the sight of a shocked President. Madison had risen out of the chair, stretching his arm out towards him. Protest was written all over his face.
He had been caught red-handed.
Ambryan's lips thinned into a grim line.
"Fine. I am." Madison sighed, sitting back down. His fist banged on the table as Ambryan went back to work. "How could you not tell me? I thought we were friends!"
Ambryan hadn't given him a clue beforehand. Not a single one! He only heard of the relationship because of someone else. He hadn't been following the news as of late and missed the first wave of articles. Even so, his friend should have mentioned something.
It was an essential part of friendship!
"Is Richard in on this?"
"No."
Ambryan gave him a look.
"Yes," Madison admitted. He had been the one to tell him. And it was after the party! And they had been dating for like what? Two weeks? That news was two weeks overdue! "Point is... we're your friends. Shouldn't you tell us about it?"
The tapping sound of the keyboard resumed. "I've told Richard plenty of things."
"None of which he shared to me, claiming it had to come from you."
"That sounds about right."
Questions crammed inside Madison's head, threatening to split his skull open. Was it love at first sight? When, how and where did they meet? He read news about the woman. Evangeline Reed, they called her. She had embedded her existence in their minds.
YOU ARE READING
DateTheCEO.com
Romantik"You're not about to carry me out in bridal style again, are you?" "Do you want me to?" He couldn't help but smirk. Her face from their date surfaced in his memories. He found it just as amusing as back then. Revenge never tasted sweeter. Would she...