If this were a movie, this would probably be a scene where I was about to have sex with a guy in my room. But then, your mother walked in on you both naked between the sheets doing the dirty deed. Only this was real life. I wasn't getting laid nor was it my mom who walked in on me.
My body froze and my breath hitched when I saw him standing by the doorway. His hands were buried in his pockets as I could slowly see the fury building up in his stare. His jaw was clenched tightly, grinding his teeth together. I cautiously looked over to Charles who froze in his spot as well. I could tell he didn't know that Pierce would be coming over. And the idiot was still shirtless, a clean shirt hung on his shoulder. I inwardly groaned. This was not the scene I expected to meet Pierce in. Like they said, you would meet them at a random situation unexpectedly. This certainly wasn't random. It was a different floor of hell.
We just stared at each other. No one moved an inch for a minute then. I made eye contact with Charles and hoped that he got my telepathic message – You're an idiot. I could see the remorse in his eyes as he pleaded his unspoken apology. My lips thinned into a line from how I felt so trapped in a small box with no room for oxygen.
Charles initiated to break the silence. "Pierce..." He calmly called out his name.
He didn't even let Charles finish when he grabbed his neck and landed a punch to his face. My eyes widened as the scene unfolded in front of me. Pierce was beating up Charles. I ran towards them as I kept yelling for them to stop. I felt my face drenched in tears. I didn't know I was already crying. When I saw Charles on the floor, I quickly knelt down beside him and checked the damage on his face. He busted his bottom lip as Charles clutched on to his stomach as Pierce decided to hit him there too.
I glared at Pierce as I looked up to see him shaking in anger. His breath was ragged as he just stood there, looking over Charles' limped body on the floor.
"What the fuck is wrong with you?!" I yelled.
He snapped from his blank state and turned his gaze to me. It was like he just noticed that I was in the room. His expression softened a bit yet he quickly hid it with indifference. He hastily yanked me off beside Charles and dragged me out of his suite. He had a strong grip as he kept dragging me away. I wiggled out from his grasp but he was too strong. I needed to get back to Charles who needed medical attention. I couldn't exactly yell since this was a private establishment. I didn't want to cause a scene and taint the hotel's reputation.
A housekeeper emerged from an MUR room with her trolley that was filled with cleaning materials and a few bathroom essentials that were complimentary from the hotel. She was surprised when Pierce spoke to her.
"Open a door to a vacant room for me. Please." His voice didn't waver. He spoke sternly as if ordering her to get on with it without being asked.
"Right away, Mr. Alexander." She replied curtly. I guess everyone knew who he already was. She opened a door with her master key and left immediately, not wanting to see what would happen. I stayed silent as to not anger him more. I was not scared of him but I was scared at the thought that he would hurt me...physically. I still believed that he wouldn't though.
He closed the door and dragged me to the sitting room. It was still a suite that was similar to Charles'. The only difference was the color scheme for this room. He forced me to sit and I lowered my head to avoid his stare. Why was he even mad? He was the one who told me to leave.
I could only see Pierce's feet pacing from left to right in my line of vision. I stole a glance at him and he was roughly running his hands through his hair in frustration. He stopped and faced me. He was still standing so I had to look up.
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The Other CEO | ✓Romance
||PUBLISHED UNDER POP FICTION BOOKS|| ♥The Wattys 2014 People's Choice Award♥ Olivia Bailey was happily working as the personal assistant of Wilson Alexander, the owner, and CEO of Alexander Corporation, when he suddenly died of heart failure. Grie...