The CEO's

9

"Christopher, he knows." I said to Lila, yanking her away from my brother.

"What?" She exclaimed.

"He knows about the plan, he figured it out." I said, remembering the way he held me against the wall moments ago.

"How?" She asked, a look of surprise on her face.

"My brothers." I motioned with my eyes to where they were standing on the opposite side of the theater by now.

"Brothers? They look nothing like you, they're like Italian or Spanish or something."

"I'm adopted." I cringed as she looked at me, and I waited for the questions that usually followed.

"That's cool, I've never met an adopted person before. Anyways what does your brothers have to do with him finding out?" She asked and I mentally sighed in relief.

"They went to our high school together, we were the same age, same graduating class and he said I was his sister and he realized we had the same last name. Anyways he left early and now the plan is ruined." I couldn't help but think I was more worried about him leaving then the plan being ruined, but I shook the thoughts off as bad feelings about the plan falling through.

"Don't worry, we will figure out something. For now just finish your opening. Oh and by the way your brothers are hot." She winked at me and I groaned.

"They are total assholes, they always have been, when we were younger they used to pull my hair and tangle it with the gum they had in their mouths. Ever since our parents died they act like Grade A bitches, always demanding I give them money. They're family so I do it." I explain.

"What can they do if you don't give them money?" She asked.

I thought about it for a minute. "Nothing. I own a huge business and they are just my adopted twin brothers, and they only come around when they want money. It's more Romeo then Julio that is the asshole though. We love each other in our own ways I guess."

"Hm, I bet if you quit giving them money they would stop being so rude to you and actually act like brothers." She inquired.

"You're right, but I don't have time to deal with that now and probably not ever, I already have enough asshole men in my life to last me a while, I'll give them their money and then they will leave." I nodded and she gave me a sympathetic look.

.....

It had been almost two weeks since I had seen or heard anything from Christopher and Lila and I had already formulated a plan. I was going to go to his house and lie to him, tell him that I had really started to like him and that the plan had ended before we even go to do anything. And that I wanted us to keep seeing each other.

Thus the plan would continue and he will still end up falling for me.

"You look hot!" She said, as her eyes took in the tight leggings she had put on me and the loose button up shirt I had on, paired with a pair of stilettos I think I agreed with her.

"I need to start going to the gym with you." She joked.

"You're fine just how you are, now all I have to do is lie to him and make out with him a little bit and I'll be good correct?" I clarified.

"Putty in your hands." She assured me.

.....

Christopher swung the door open looking very tired. He still had on a dress shirt and loose tie and slacks on, his hair was a mess and he had five o'clock shadow.

"Surprise, surprise. It's been awhile Rosie." He said, his voice deep and scratchy.

"Rosie? Since when was that my name?" The pang of hurt I felt was real this time.

"That was for when I thought you weren't a conniving bitch." He stated.

"Look about that, I didn't want to tell you who I was because I was afraid of you seeing me as the same fat girl I used to be, and yes in the beginning I was planning a little revenge but after that I swear it was real." My fingers crossed behind my back and I looked up at him underneath my eyelashes.

"You're lying." He stated.

I stepped closer to him, pressing my chest against his. "Since when have I ever made the first move?"

"That doesn't mean anything, you only stepped closer to me." He whispered, clearly feeling uncomfortable.

"Really?" I breathed, reaching up to touch my lips to his. I grabbed his face and pulled it down to mine, wrapping my arms around his neck. He didn't respond at first but then he took control, pressing me against the doorframe, his hands roaming my body freely. I got to admit I missed his kisses.

"What took you so long then?" He muttered, leaning his forehead against mine.

"Pride." I lied.

"You haven't been with anyone else since I've seen you, have you?" He growled.

"No, it was only you I thought about." The lies seemed like second nature.

Is all this lying worth it?

"Good." He smirked, and then moved out of the way for me to step around him into his home.

.....

Christopher's POV

Good, my plan was going accordingly.