The CEO's

7

I woke up to Lila and Christopher arguing in hushed tones like I couldn't hear them. My eyes and face were still swollen but I could open them just barely. My head was pounding and my body ached.

"I can't believe you did this. Why were you even trying to make a romantic gesture, Rodgers? She doesn't want you!" Lila exclaimed throwing her hands in the air. "She could have died and it would have been all your fault." She sneered.

"Don't you think I know that? Don't you think I feel bad? And don't you dare act like you care about her you just met her, you have an agenda I know you do." He snaps back.

"Agenda?" She laughs dryly. "No one has an agenda except for you! You're using her to get her company to help yours. And just because I just met her doesn't mean she's not the only friend I've ever had, and the only person who has ever truly cared about me and damn sure the only one who's ever stuck around this long, and it hasn't been long so that should tell you something, asshole." Her voice cracks and she moves away from him to my bedside, resting her hand on my forehand.

I crack my eyes open a little more and look up at her. "Lila? You okay, I heard you arguing." I croak.

"Here drink some water." She pushes a cup to my lips and I drink as slow as I can, letting the cold water slide down my throat.

"Thank you." I say, my voice still hoarse.

"Are you okay?" Christopher asks from across the hospital room.

"No she's not okay! Stop asking dumb questions, actually why don't you leave. You're so concerned and self absorbed about getting her to build things for your company yet she just missed all her important meetings today because of you. Why do you sabotage everything?" Lila yells.

I put my swollen hand on hers and she takes a deep breath in. "I didn't do this to sabotage everything, I generally brought her flowers to be nice, I didn't know she was allergic." He yells back, running his hand through his dark hair.

"How did you even find me?" I ask.

He scratches the back of his neck and straightens his back. "Your assistant, Maria or Manilla or whatever told me."

"Marisol? She's not authorized to give out that information." I say.

"Yeah well her family also needed some money so I offered her a lot to tell me, don't fire her it was my fault." He says softly.

"Mr. Rodgers? Being kind?" I crack a joke to try and ease the tension but it doesn't work.

"Do you need anything else?" Lila asks him, gritting her teeth.

Before he can answer Leo walks in the door and I squeeze her hand as tight as I could telling her not to cause a scene. "Chris, uh, we need to go." He says awkwardly.

"I can't leave her, I caused this." He turns to him then looks back at me.

"Man, we made those plans with the twins tonight, remember?" He tries discreetly to give him a pointed look but Lila huffs and crosses her arms.

"Twins? Oh please, don't let us keep you!" She claps her hands sarcastically and glares at Leo.

"No it's not like that-" Christopher starts but she holds up a hand to stop him.

"Go ahead, it's no skin off our backs." She says, waving her hands at them.

Christopher sighs and walks towards the hospital bed, leaning over the metal railing. "I'll see you soon, Rose." He kisses my swollen cheek hastily and walks towards the door, walking out ahead of Leo. Before the door shuts Leo blows a mock kiss at Lila and she sticks her tongue out at him, followed by her middle finger.

"The swelling will be gone in about an hour they said, it will be like your body never had an allergy attack and you will be good to go on about your day. By the time you get out it will be night so I had a friend of mine bring us clothes, because we are going out!" She smiles down at me.

"I'm sitting in a hospital bed, and we're going out?" I ask. She nods her head excitedly, her colorful hair flying out of its loose bun.

"You're something L, really something." I smile at her, and lean my head back.

.....

"Are you sure I don't still look puffy?" I ask as I gaze down at the short mini dress I'm wearing.

"No you look great." She says motioning to my dress, white shoes, and high ponytail.

"It's a little low cut, leaves nothing to the imagination." I comment, but shrug as she pins her hair back into a half side braid.

"Look at my dress." She laughs and I look at her. She was right it definitely didn't leave anything to the imagination, it was dark blue with slits all the way up to her hips on both sides while the back dips down to the lowest of her lowest back and the front goes all the way to her belly button.

"Well, let's just hope we don't get mistaken for whores." I laugh again.

"Oh honey, that's the best part!" She smiles and grabs my hand leading us to the limo she called.

.....

The music was pulsing and the ground felt as if it was going to cave in as we made our way to the private room she had rented for us. The song 'Talking Body' by Tove Lo was playing and we shook our hips as we followed the bouncer to the back.

"I called a couple of my friends to meet us here too, don't worry they're so much fun." She says as the bouncer pushes open a door and reveals a bunch of scantily clad girls and casually dressed guys.

"Lila!" One screeched as she raced towards her, throwing her tiny body against Lila, almost knocking her down with the force.

"Amy, you little ball of fire how have you been?" She smiles down at her as we walk towards a red couch.

"Great you know how I was going on that Italy trip with Dan well it turns out you were right because his name is boring he was the most boring person I had ever met, literally he.." Her voice blended in with the music as I walked towards a bar at the other side of the dark room. A blonde haired guy sat there drinking a whiskey and looking at everything happening.

"Not your scene, huh?" I ask.

"No, I just come for the drinks and the girls, I don't like dancing." He smiles a toothy grin at me as I grab a shot from the bartender. It was green and swirling and tasted like sour apple.

"I love it, I think it let's you get loose." I shrug, downing back another two multi colored shots.

"Well, I suck at dancing so I get a little too loose and end up on the ground." We laugh and he finishes his whiskey.

"Grab your friend, why don't we go to the dance floor?" He asks.

"But you don't dance?" I question back.

"I'll make an exception." He smiles and grabs my hand, and we walk past Lila and Amy grabbing their hands and pulling them along.

"He's cute, I haven't met him before." Lila giggles into my ear.

"Right!" I mouth back at her. I look around the dark hallway into the other rooms as we pass them. I spot a dark haired, tall guy making out with some brunette.

"What is Christopher doing here?" Lila says into my ear again.

"I knew he looked familiar, him and Leo are probably with those twins." I shrug off the feeling in my stomach, the alcohol was getting to me.

We entered the dance floor and the guy pulled me against him as we danced to 'DJ Got Us Falling In Love' by Usher. I swayed my hips against his body, pulling my hair out of its ponytail and throwing my hands up in the air.

"Rosie! He's coming towards you!" Lila yelled as she shook her body against another guy.

"Who?" I yell back.

"Christo- whoa!" Lila yelled as Leo appeared behind her and grabbed her by her waist, dragging her kicking body towards a wall.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" He growled, looking down on me.

"Dancing? What happened to that girl you were making out with?" I said, grabbing onto the guys shirt.

"Don't question me, I asked you what you're doing, answer me." He says again.

"I'm dancing on.." I trail off looking at him for help.

"Luke." He finishes.

"Luke." I look back up at Christopher as he grabs my waist roughly, effectively pushing me against his body.

"Go before I make you." He shoves Luke back and he stumbles away.

"Chill man, we were just dancing. You didn't tell me you have a boyfriend?" He looks at me.

"I don't." I try to push away from Chris but he has an iron grip on my body, caging me in.

"That's none of your business, leave now." He yells, pushing him again.

"Stop pushing him!" I smack his chest. I hate violence.

"I'll stop pushing him when he gets far enough away from you so that I can't." He snaps.

I look at Luke helplessly and he shrugs and catches the eye of a passing girl and then follows her off the dance floor. "Come with me." He says gruffly.

"Stop pushing me around, I don't need a f*****g body guard Christopher." I snap at him.

"I would hope a body guard wouldn't do this to you." He says, leaning down and capturing my lips in his. I keep my lips closed until he puts his hand on my lower back, curving my body against him making my mouth open in surprise.

His tongue slides in tasting me, then he pulls back and bites my lip, pulling and tugging as I grabbed on to his shirt for support.

"Because if he did, I would kill him." He smirks, pulling away.

.....

Lila's POV

Leo dragged me away as I kicked and yelled for him to drop me. He finally did, and then pinned me against the wall with my arms above my head. My legs instinctively wrapped around his waist and his lips found mine in the dark corner we were in.

"Why were you dancing all over him Lila? You know I don't like when you do that. I want you to dance on me, only me." He said in between kissing my neck.

"Oh, don't act like you weren't in there making out with an Olsen twin you fuckhead." I said breathlessly.

"You're right. I was. But I can tell you I like it better when I'm kissing you." His hands found the slits on the sides of my hips and his fingers traveled the short distance to my lower stomach.

"No underwear?" He growls, nipping the spot underneath my ear that drove me crazy.

"I-I was planning o-on getting laid t-t-tonight." I spit out finally.

"With who?" He stopped kissing me and looked into my eyes.

"I was dancing on him." I answer, my head clearing since he had stopped kissing me.

He drops me suddenly and I catch myself before I trip over. "Go ahead then." He slams his hand against the wall behind me and I jump. "Do it."

I was speechless for a second before speaking. "You're mad aren't you?" I whisper.

"No, Lila, I'm not." He says sarcastically. "The image of you having s*x with another man is now burned in my mind."

"I can change that image." I stand on my tiptoes and suck on the spot right above his collarbone that I know drives him crazy. "That man can be you." I say seductively in his ear, then suck harder on the skin. He grips my hips and slams me against the wall.

"I leave the hickeys on you, not the opposite." He growls and I nod, even though the damage was done. He kisses and nips the exposed skin all the way down to my belly button. "We can't continue here, or people are going to get a show." He says after he finishes.

"I hope you have a hotel room then." I smirk at him, and drag my French nails down his back, he presses harder against me, the s****l tension between us radiating.

"Oh I do, just for you,babe." He smiles for a second then releases his grip on me.

"Those are going to cause bruises, babe." I tease.

"Only the good kind." He smirks, placing his hand on my lower back and then lower, squeezing my ass, then back up to my lower back as we walk towards the exit.