The CEO Is Obsessed With Me

AURELIA

I didn’t know what to expect when the CEO said we were going shopping. His declaration was so sudden, and even when I had yet to come to terms with it, I complied still. Thinking about it brought me nothing but confusion. Shopping? It was absurd, but I knew better than to voice out my thoughts.

As I accompanied him to his private parking lot, my head hung low as I chewed on my bottom lip. I still felt the lingering pressure of the kiss we shared. I stared at his back. What was going on in his mind right now?

As if sensing my gaze he glanced at me over his shoulder. I quickly looked away, redirecting my gaze to the sky, but I caught a hint of a smirk on his face before he faced forward. Or was I just imagining it?

His driver waited for us, silently opening the car door on our arrival. The CEO entered the exotic vehicle without a word, his expression giving nothing away all through the drive. I pondered on where we were headed, anything to distract me from the stifling atmosphere in the car. Maybe a high-end department store or a chic little boutique downtown. But the reality hit me like a ton of bricks when we arrived at the hotel and walked into a high-class boutique right in the lobby.

My nerves were already on edge, but stepping into the luxurious interior, my heart nearly stopped. I was used to simple, practical clothing stores, not places where the mannequins wore outfits that cost more than my monthly salary.

The boutique exuded opulence, from the plush carpets to the gleaming chandeliers. My eyes widened at the sight of delicate lace, satin, and sheer fabrics draped elegantly on mannequins, and the realization hit me like a freight train: this wasn’t just any boutique. It was an exotic lingerie store.

Luke’s voice pulled me from my thoughts. “This way,” he said smoothly, guiding me toward the most extravagant section of the store. My cheeks burned as I took in the scandalous displays, my embarrassment growing with every step.

“What… what are we doing here?” I stuttered, trying to keep my voice steady despite the rising tide of panic and humiliation.

I flinched as the CEO grasped my shoulders, moving to stand behind me. I stiffened as he leaned in close, his breath warm against my ear. “This is a necessity, you need to get the required items to officially begin your role as my new plaything.”

My jaw dropped. What?

I struggled to retain my composure, but it was long gone, vanished from the moment we stepped into the boutique. “Are you serious?” I muttered incredulously. It was a mere whisper, but he heard me.© 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

“Oh, I’m very serious,” he replied, slipping away from behind me. I turned to face him, uncertainty settling within me. He grinned, his usual stoic expression fading. Luke’s eyes danced with amusement as he spoke. “Now, be a good girl and pick something out.”

I turned away from him, my cheeks burning hotter than ever. As if this wasn’t humiliating enough, now I had to choose lingerie in front of him.

The CEO sat cross-legged in the VIP seat that was provided to him in the dressing room. His arrogant dominance was evident in the way he smugly gestured for me to go on, a devious smirk playing on his lips as he leaned back in his seat.

This man was thoroughly enjoying my predicament. It made me only wonder what I have gotten myself into.

I bared my shoulders, not willing to let him get the best of me. I must not show weakness.

My eyes darted to the racks of extravagant designs, each piece more revealing than the last. I picked up a barely-there thong and a matching bra adorned with tiny sparkling crystals, and my heart sank, my confidence wavering.

“What on earth is this?” I muttered under my breath, holding it up as if it might bite me. It was all scrap of fabric joined together in a strategic yet ridiculous manner. I nearly choked on my spit when I saw the price tag, my lips parting in awe as my eyes bulged from its sockets.

Five thousand dollars? For this spider web?

Luke’s laughter rang out, rich and unapologetic. “Oh, that’s one of my favorites. I think you’d look stunning in it.”

I pretend not to hear him, putting the glittering set back and moving on to something a bit more… practical. Or so I thought. The next piece I picked up was a red lace bodysuit with outrageously placed cutouts. The only places it scantily covered were the nipples and…. northern regions. I felt my face heat up again and quickly put it back.

“Having trouble, darling?” Luke called out, his tone taunting.

“I’m just… weighing my options,” I retorted, trying to sound nonchalant. “Do I really have to do this?”

“Yes you do,” he answered in a firm tone, his grin widening. “More importantly, I’m also quite curious to see what you choose. It tells a lot about a person, you know.”

So I had no choice huh?

I took a deep breath and continued my search, trying to ignore the growing knot of nerves in my stomach. Every piece I picked up seemed designed to make me blush, and Luke’s gaze felt like a physical touch, heightening my awareness of every little movement.

Finally, I grabbed a simple black set-a lace bra and matching panties. It was sexy but not too crazy, something I could manage. I held it up for Luke to see, my heart racing as I awaited his approval.

He stood up and walked over, taking the set from my hands. I shifted nervously in my spot as he inspected it with a critical eye.”Not bad,” he hummed, nodding appreciatively. “But I think you can do better.”

“Better?” I echoed, disbelief lining my features as my brows furrowed. “I don’t think my body would look flattering in anything else.” My voice turned small, and I averted my gaze from him. My fists clenched at my sides as my insecurities kicked in without warning.

“Look at me,” Luke demanded, and I hesitated before meeting his gaze again. His expression was neutral, banishing any trace of playfulness as he gently grasped my chin. “I want to see you in something that makes you feel powerful and confident. Something that makes you realize just how irresistible you are.”

His words sent a jolt of electricity through me, and I swallowed hard, trying to ignore the way my heart raced. How could he say such things so easily? It caught me off guard. “Okay,” I agreed, pulling away and grabbing a more daring set-a deep emerald green piece with intricate lacework and a plunging neckline. “How about this?”

Luke’s eyes darkened with approval, and he gave me a slow, appreciative smile. “Perfect.”

I turned on my heel and headed towards the fitting rooms, my nerves a tangled mess. As I tried on the lingerie, I couldn’t help but feel a mix of excitement and apprehension. This was a side of myself I hadn’t explored, and the thought of Luke seeing me in such an intimate way was both thrilling and terrifying.

When I finally emerged, Luke’s reaction was immediate. His eyes roved over my body, taking in every detail with an intensity that made my skin tingle. He walked over to me, his steps graceful and purposeful. I felt my breath hitch as he reached out to trace a finger along the lace.

My back molded into his chest as he maneuvered me to face the tall dressing mirror in the corner of the room, gracing me with my reflection.

“You look exquisite,” he murmured, his voice low and husky.

I met his gaze through the mirror, my heart pounding. “Why did you really bring me here, Luke?” I didn’t mean to call him by his name, maybe it was because I got carried away by the sudden arousal that shot through my body. I clenched my thighs together, and he was quick to notice.

He smiled, a predatory gleam in his eyes. “To remind you of your place, Aurelia.” I gulped my spit as his hands snaked around my waist, skimming over the intricate design on the lingering, inching lower with each passing second. His touch burned my skin in a slow yet tantalizing way. I waited with bated breath, not taking my eyes off our reflection as his fingers ghosted over my most sensitive part.

“And to show you just how much you belong to me.”

A shiver ran down my spine, as he pressed two fingers against my entrance, teasing me as he rubbed me through the thin fabric that clung to my skin.

I heaved out a shaky breath, feeling my knees go weak as his other hand curled around my neck.

On feeling my wetness, The CEO hissed through gritted teeth, his eyes darkening with lust as I suppressed a moan. I felt him harden, his erection pressing against my bare buttocks as he pulled me closer.

“Keep your eyes on the mirror.”

With that, his fingers thrust inside me, and I let out a sharp cry, throwing my head against his shoulder.

I knew that whatever happened next, I was in deep-deeper than I had ever been before.