The CEO Gets What He Wants

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Her face blushed deeply, and her legs almost went jelly when she felt the man's presence envelop her

skin.

Avery thought that Cayden was going to kiss her just as he usually would every time, seeing that

getting frisky was a constant obsession for him.

Only that time, he did not. He merely planted his lips lightly upon her fair and smooth cheeks with his

eyes closed and held it there until he almost had her holding her breath before he pulled away. “Don't

make me worry about you. Stop keeping your problems to yourself, whatever they may be.”

Avery bowed her head, uncertain as to what he was getting at.

“Try to rest up early. We'll head out to town together tomorrow.” The movements on Cayden's slender

fingers which he used to prop up her chin were tentative to the point of reluctance when he withdrew

them.

Worn out by the day's activities, Avery was aching all over. She could really use a good night's sleep.

But where is he going?

Avery's heart was in disarray as she watched him exit through the door.

Cayden had disappeared on her for the whole of last night.

He had left her and the kids after dinner, coming back only at dawn, and she had no idea where he had

gone during those few hours in between.

Since a successful man naturally had ways of keeping things secret, it might be possible that no one

else was in the know about it as well.

Had he really gone over to Yvonne's, then Cayden's display at the outdoor activity that afternoon to

embarrass Yvonne might have been purely just a cover.

Within such a romantic relationship, Yvonne would be the one who had to endure it silently.

That would be unsurprising for a wide-eyed and impulsive nineteen-year-old who had willingly fallen in

love with a grown man.

Even if that might just be her own baseless conjecture, Avery was, in truth, unwilling to think that of

Cayden. Never mind the negative press that often dogged countless successful men, she was willing to

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place her trust in him unconditionally because he was a remarkable individual and also a father to both

Zachary and Rory.

Avery shook her head and declined to speculate about where Cayden had gone last night. But how

could any person be expected to be this rational?

While in the showers, Avery continued to wonder whether Cayden could have gone home to sleep. Did

he head back to the Moore residence or the condominium?

With Zachary and Rory both here with her, the children's father had no reason to leave and sleep

elsewhere by himself.

After all, Cayden was not the man who believed in proprietary between men and women.

From the time she showered until she laid her head down and clutched her comforter close, these were

the thoughts that bamboozled Avery until she slowly drifted off to sleep.

While in the midst of her slumber late at night, Avery felt a weight depress upon the bed.

The mattress in the rented room could not be compared to the luxurious bed they had back at the

Moore residence. It was not even comparable to the better ones that were available in the second-hand

market.

Technically speaking, it was just a metal frame with wooden boards of various thicknesses laid out on

top.

A woman and child might be able to get by with it, but once a man clambered on, the boards

underneath seemed to dip, laboring under the stress of his immense weight.

She was quite disoriented when she was roused, as she had fallen asleep swiftly and soundly, thanks

to the strenuous outdoor activities she had gone through earlier in the day.

Why is it so hot? Shouldn't it be autumn already? How could it be as stuffy as a summer day? It's

unbearable...

It was until she opened her eyes with a groan that she vaguely saw a man in a white shirt and black

dress pants crouching over her and sucking at her lips.

“Mmm... You...” Avery was finally wide awake.

This feels almost too real to be a dream...

Although she was in her nighties, the fabric was thin. With the expectation that she would be sleeping

alone when she was bathing last night, she did not have her undergarments on.

After a long day of climbing and swimming, she wanted to make herself as comfortable as possible

after she got in and had thus clean forgotten about the fact that Cayden was in possession of the set of

spare keys to the room.

Avery's reflexive moans were soft and subdued.

Like a husband who had returned after being away indefinitely, he gave her no prior heads-ups nor

time to prepare. He elected to show up with his hormones firing on all cylinders in his lovely wife's bed

on such a beautiful morning and to use the intensity of his kisses to convey his yearning for her.

Their bodies were pressed against each other, separated only by the clothes they had on.

Moments later, Avery's youthful body underwent a seismic change through the man's deft hands.

Her top was lifted so that Cayden's large mitt could caress the softness of her slim and silky hips. The

weariness of his eyes from pulling an all-nighter evoked an element of allure while a fire ignited within

his eyes.

Avery's body and soul were pitted at loggerheads with each other; it actually felt pleasant for her.

Unable to deny her body of its honesty, she went, “Ah... Ha...”

It could very well be the knowledge that there was no one else inside the rental room save the two of

them that helped loosened her inhibitions.

“Are you really that sensitive there?” The hoarseness of Cayden's voice was direly irresistible. His eyes

were reddened, bloodshot from working through the night. They made him appear more intimidating,

but at the same time, more seductive.

Avery's body went weak all over. Her long, black tresses were spread loosely upon the pillow, and her

skin, fair and smooth as an emerald, juxtaposed against the toned complexion that was exposed away

from Cayden's wrist.

“Biting down on your lip and not daring to scream when you wanted... that was how you were when I

first met you...” When Cayden nibbled at her neck and her collarbone, his deep inflection caused the

woman to shudder.

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Avery found herself almost short of breath.

Through the maneuvering of Cayden's strong hands, she was made to lie prone facing the pillow and

with the back of her slender frame toward him.

Soon after, she felt the man's weight pushing down on her own body, and her own nighties pulled down

in a single tug.

Knock, knock, knock!

“Is there anyone in there? Avery?” In accompaniment to the knocking came Allie's speaking voice.

Allie stood outside the door pushing at the buzzer repeatedly without being able to get anyone to

answer.

The neighbor who just came back in from grocery shopping was kind enough to inform her, “That

buzzer is not working, and the landlord hasn't gotten around to having it fixed!”

Only then did Allie realize that the doorbell was not working.

What else could she do then?

Knocking was the only alternative she could think of.

Before she came over, she had given Avery a call but was prompted that the recipient's phone was off.

While Allie knocked, she lowered her gaze to check on the WhatsApp messages from Yvonne.

“Didn't mean to wake you so early, Mdm. Allie, but I'm at my wit's end. I can't afford to sit on it because

Cayden will be taking Avery to that distant town this time. I'm concerned that something regrettable

might happen between them, and it wouldn't do to have news of that going around.” Yvonne had told

her previously.

At first, Allie had found it a bit of a nuisance. This Yvonne is really something else. She can't solve any

problems on her own and only knows to cry for help.

“Cayden knows how to handle himself, so what scandalous thing could possibly happen?” Allie still had

a lot of faith in his own son.

“But it's a really remote town... A man alone in the company of a woman... practically anything could

happen,” came Yvonne's retort.

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