Chapter overview: Chapter 25 from Loving the CEO
In this standout chapter of the Internet novel Loving the CEO, Nene introduces new challenges, powerful emotions, and major plot progress that captivate readers from beginning to end.
"Fire you? Why would I fire you for something so simple?"
"Well, you fired the receptionist because you were upset that she had mistaken me for an interviewee rather than a worker which was a mistake and a misunderstanding and I spilled coffee on your expensive suit that I couldn't buy which was a mistake."
Chuckling at her, I had to grip the wall so I wouldn't fall, "I am not going to fire you for something that was a mistake."
"So why did you fire that girl?"
"I fired her because she had messed up."
"I just messed up," she retorted. Sighing, I knew what she was getting at and I saw her logic.
"Okay fine, I will rehire her." Smiling deviously, she turned on her heel and walked away. Chuckling at the stunt she pulled, I shook my head and went back to my office.
Sitting down, I could hear shuffling in Emily's office while I slipped on what remained of my coffee. The shuffling had stopped and I could hear her door closing which meant that she was gone for the day. This is exactly why I needed someone like Emily here. She had put me in my place and let me realize that I was wrong numerous times. I needed someone like her in my life for I knew that our relationship would be rock solid and that there would be no crumbling in the foundation. Smiling at my thoughts, I looked at the door just in time to see the handle turning. There was only one person who was permitted to open my door without knocking, which meant she hadn't gone home yet.
She walked with a cloth in her hand and baking soda. No words were exchanged between us, she just came and stood right in front of me. Bending down to my level, she rubbed the baking soda onto my clothes before applying the wet cloth periodically. She did this for a few moments until the stain had disappeared. Staring up at her, I could help but feel admiration, yet again.
Chapter Thirteen: The Three L's Lust, Like, or Love
Emily
He was going to kiss me, that's what my mind kept saying over and over before I pulled away. At the moment, I wouldn't want anything more than to feel his lips on mine and his hard chest pressed against my breast but I couldn't, I couldn't risk it. It might lead to something more and I was scared. I couldn't let what happened to me in high school repeat itself. Adam is a rich bachelor and any girl would have fallen heads over heels from him. So why would he want me? To play with my feelings as he had done with Heather.
Pulling away, my hand accidentally bumped his spilling some of his coffee on his expensive suit. As soon as it happened my hand immediately went over my mouth, and I could feel the fear creeping its way up inside of me. By the expression on his face when he was inspecting his suit, I couldn't tell if he was angry. "Miss Martinez is everything okay?" he asked after he took his eyes off his suit and was now scanning my face,
"I spoiled your suit," my voice came out soft, for I was afraid to even speak. A feeling I found to be strange. Even though I had every right to be, I had just ruined a suit that I couldn't buy with the money I had in my bank account and purse combined.
"I fired her because she had messed up."
"I just messed up," I retorted.
"Okay fine, I will rehire her." Smiling deviously, I turned and walked away. The mere fact that I had won this mini-battle and I have gotten the girl back to her job, it had made me feel really good. She was fired for a very foolish reason just because of me and it was wrong. I am happy that this whole incident happened. It gave me a reason to let him see what he did was wrong and that the young girl did not mess up on purpose. Walking back into my office, I sat down and stared blankly at the door.
Sitting there my mind just kept wandering, replaying the moment Adam and I had in the doorway of the office. I couldn't help but wonder and have regrets. Wonder what it would be like kissing him, tasting his lips, sucking and biting on them––and regretting that I didn't take the chance. I am so afraid of history repeating itself that I can't let myself go and fall for a guy even if that guy is my boss. The thing is, I am confused. I don't know if I like Adam or I am falling in love with him or is it just pure lust. I haven't been attracted to a guy for a long time, and the dormancy was now interrupted by him. A man who was making me crave him and it was scaring the living shit out of me.
Either way, I wasn't going to acknowledge or act upon my feelings because there could never be anything between us. Shaking the thoughts from my head, I came out of them just in time to hear Adam's door close. Getting up, I packed up my stuff ready to go when the feeling of guilt washed over me. I felt guilty for messing up his expensive suit and not having the decency to clean it. I was always taught by my parents from when I was a little girl that if I made a mess of things I should clean it up and that was exactly what I was going to do.
Going back downstairs I went inside the kitchen where I poured some cold water on a kitchen cloth. Finding some baking soda, I took it up and made my way back up to his office. Opening the door, I stepped inside without uttering a word. Walking up to him, I bent to his level before I began to rub some of the baking soda onto his suit then using the wet cloth at intervals to remove both the stain and the baking soda.

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