Chapter 17
Ciara was in the middle of work when her phone rang. She looked at the screen and saw the unregistered number calling her. She looked at it for seconds, wondering how her phone kept vibrating
She was used to getting calls from strangers. Only a few knew her number, just her family and Cara’s phone for emergency purposes, which she saved
its well.
That’s why, when it ended and someone called again, curious about it, she answered it.
There was a dead silence coming from the background. She couldn’t tell if it was a mistaken call or if it called her purposefully.
“Hello?” She answered
She heard a heavy sigh from someone as if it were relieved or hurt,
“Who’s this?” She asked more as she stopped typing on her laptop.
“It’s me,” a familiar, husky voice rang against her ear.
It wasn’t really hard to tell who was calling just by the tone of the voice. Of course, why would Clara forget the voice that moaned against her ear last night? Who whispered things to her while he was making her moan too.
She swallowed, closed her eyes, and leaned against the seat as if she suddenly lost her energy, she was immediately drained just by hearing his voice.
“Why did you call? And where did you get my number?” She asked.
She already changed her number when she completely cut him off years ago.
“It doesn’t matter. Why did you leave the bed? I didn’t satisfy you that much?” He taunted.
Ciara opened her eyes and smirked. “I told you, I’d crawl out because you will never be enough to satisfy me.”
Callum chuckled h o r l y with a hint of hostility. He was laughing at something offending at the same time.
“Hmm… I think you are feigning ignorance here, Ciara. You’ve come so hard, countless times, and begged for it, and you’d tell me that… I didn’t satisfy you?”
Callum laughed again a little. A smile was crippling on Ciara’s lips as well, but she tried to control it as she was having fun toying with him.
“Well, does it just mean that you weren’t married, huh? He didn’t satisfy you as well. Or, hmm, you’ve left because you got what you needed.”
“Are you that invested in my life to know my sexual life, Callum? Don’t you have any women to get nosy with?” Ciara taunted
“Why are you interested in knowing if I have a woman?” Callum asked, throwing back her question to him.
“I am not, Callum,” the answered in her usual nonchalant voice “it sexual lile.”
It was you who’s interested here in my life that you wanted to know even about my
“You are really good at turning the tables, huh? You haven’t changed, have you?”
There was that slight irk in his voice again, that controlled anger she felt when he pleasured her.
Chapter LT…
What do you want? If you don’t need anything, I’ll hang this up. You are wasting my time.”
Work with me,” he immediately said.
“Excuse me?” Ciara arched her brow as there was a chuckle when she talked.
“A collaboration,” he continued.
Ciara rolled her eyes. “You are urging me to work with the company’s competitor?”
-You sleep with him too. What’s wrong with that?” He chuckled.
Ciara’s lips curled. She knows Callum’s tactic when it comes to business. He’s a dirty opponent because he is willing to do everything he needs to get to the top.
“Why would I work with someone who has the main goal of ruining our company’s reputation, hmm?”
“If I wanted to ruin it, I should have released a statement that I slept with one of the Sullivan’s wives? Or woman?” He taunted.
Ciara closed her eyes and laughed. She really found his accusations funny.
This idiot was still thinking that I was Chance’s wife or woman. What would his reaction be if he found out that I am the youngest heir of the Sullivan family? I hope I can record that because it’s going to be worth watching.
“I’ll give you two options,” Callum offered when Ciara didn’t answer. “You will collaborate with me, or you will get out of that company and work with me personally. Say…my secretary?”
Ciara chuckled more. “I went out of your life, and you’d offer the latter? You think I am invested in coming back into your life, Callum? Do you think I wanted to see you or work with you? Hmm?”
“Very well, then. Should I tell Sullivan that you slept with me? Who is the competitor of the company you are working with so they would kick you out, and you have no choice but to come to me?”
Clara never lost the smile on her lips. She finds her ridiculous on so many levels.
“Idiot,” she uttered, and she turned the call oft
She put her phone down and looked at the screen of her laptop. But then, Callum’s words kept on lingering in her mind, and she could not help but laugh about them. She found him so funny that his words tickled her.
He was offering a young heiress of the Sullivan to work with the competitor, huh? Callum and his idiotic move.
Well, he doesn’t know a thing, Ciara. Can you even blame him? The only thing he knows is that you cheated behind his back with the man whom he doesn’t know your brother because you were seeing Chance behind his back.
And your daughter is expecting her father to apologize, and yet Callum is the most thick-faced man existing to offer me a job. Has he forgotten that he wanted it all for himself? That’s why he was afraid of the divorce. Idiot.
She continued typing on her laptop, and in the middle of laughing. Serra opened the door and walked in.
When her sister saw her state, her brow immediately shot up as she grinned and walked toward her table excitedly.
“Oh? Something must be good happening because I caught you happily working. You got laid so well,” she immediately said as soon as she occupied the
seat at the front of Clara’s table.
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Chapter 17
He’s an idiot, Ciara said, shaking her head. “And if you are here to know the details, I have nothing for you, Serra.”
“Don’t be so killjoy, Ciara! Tell me the details! I ditched a meeting because I am more invested in listening to you!” She frowned at her.
It’s nothing, alright? We just played around a bit Ciara replied, rolling her eyes.
“And? “Serra leaned closer, her expression looking so invested.
“And that’s it.” She shrugged.
Serra’s jaw dropped. “That’s it? You didn’t talk to him about…
Ciara shook her head. “Can I even talk about it in the middle of almost f**g, Serra?”
“Well, you could! Hey…ah…Callum………ah………we…….have…….ah…daughter… Serra acted out while moaning the words..
Ciara only arched her brow. Though she o
could remember being that loud every time Callum would hit her spot and she would convulse so hard, talking was the last thing on her mind right at that moment because of how mind-blowing everything was
She might not praise Callum by saying that she doesn’t like the sex, but at the back of her mind, she knew that it was the best. She felt so satiated. And if she were given a chance to f**k him again, of course she would.
“You have no plans on telling him about Cara, do you?” Serra pointed her face.
Ciara looked at her for a while, then closed her laptop and took the other documents to check on them.
“If I were you, I wouldn’t tell him a thing. Cara is fine without having a father, but you see Ciara… she’s a bit excited when I told her I’d set you up on a date so she could have a father.”
“Because she wanted to dance with her father to that favorite Disney song of hers, Serra,” she elaborated.
“Oh…how cute! So, are you really going to date for real?!”
“I’m still thinking about it. But for Ciara, I’d consider it. Besides, I miss having sex.”
Serra burst into laughter about the latter.
“Sen?! I told you, you just needed a good f**k to remember how nice it was to be in a man’s bed! But of course, you are going to choose a decent man here-not just a f u**oy to satisfy your lust, but a good husband for your daughter. You must consider our father’s set-ups, or… you wanted your ex?” Serra teased and smirked maliciously.
Ciara’s phone lit up as a text popped out from the unknown number, and she knew who i
it was coming from.
Unknown number:
Meet me tonight.
Ciara saw the indicated place Callum wanted to meet, and her brow arched. Serra’s eyes tried to peek at her phone, which is why Ciara flipped it over.
Hmm… so you both exchange numbers? Are you considering him now? You see, the past is the past. Maybe you could sort things out and give him a
chance?”
“What chance? That f**r didn’t ask for forgiveness and would ask for a chance? You’re delusional, Serra.
