Naughty Ceo’s Secret
Chapter 83

"I can't fu.cking believe this jacka.ss!" I said for the thousandth time.

"I know honey." Kendra replied.

"Why did I even bother with him!? It was those stupid black eyes. They're hypnotizing. Fu.cking prick." I vented.

"Exactly." Kendra said. "You just let him sweat it out before giving you an explanation." She told me.

I turned to give her an incredulous look.

"You think I should give him a chance to explain?! Explain what? That he got engaged to another woman while he was seeing me?" I asked her.

"Well, yeah." Kendra said. "Look, I know what the tabloids are like. I grew up with this kind of stuff, having a rich daddy. Not everything is always as it seems." She told me.

I just stared at her like she had grown two heads.

"I'm just saying. Something is definitely wrong here. I mean, didn't you notice Kenzo's face in this picture? He's totally giving Natasha the stank eye. Almost like he wasn't expecting her to be there." Kendra said. "Natasha? You know her?" I asked.

"Yeah, Natasha Romani is a famous model. You didn't recognize her?" Kendra asked.

I blinked at her.

"A model. He's marrying.. a model?" I asked.

Kendra chewed on her bottom lip as she stared at me with an apologetic expression.

"Sorry Op.. I could have left that part out, I guess." She said.

I turned back to the wine bottle in front of me. I'm on my second bottle already, and it's only ten in the morning. Ben has been knocking at my door all morning, but I told him to go away.

When Ben knocked for the fifth time, I told him to tell his boss I said I quit. That was only a little bit ago. I'm surprised Kenzo hasn't tried to cal-

My phone started to ring. I flipped it over to see it was Kenzo. It took him long enough.

I ignored it. Immediately, it started to ring again. I ignored it again. And again and again.

I sighed as I downed the rest of my glass, before pouring myself some more.

"Hey, listen." Kendra said. "If this was any other girl.. if I haven't already seen Kenzo around you.. I would be telling you to drink more, and never see him again. But.. I know Natasha. Nikki and Sasha know her too. She's done ad work for Daddy, and for them. None of us like her. Actually, after the first ad she did for Premium Makeup, they never hired her again." She told me.

"Why?" I asked.

Kendra's face scrunched up in a sour expression.

"Because she's a total diva. No one likes a snotty girl with no regard for the people around her. She would make all kinds of crazy demands. When no one else was watching, she was mean to the people working around her. She wasn't even nice to me, Nikki, or Sasha. The only time I have ever seen that woman be kind, was if a camera was in her face, or a rich young man was around. She's more of a leech than GG Formentta." Kendra said, rolling her eyes.

"This Natasha girl.. She's that bad? Really?" I asked.

Kendra nodded.

"Yeah. No one who actually knows her likes her. That, along with the look on Kenzo's face in this picture.. Are the only reasons I think you should hear him out." She said.

I frowned as I took another long drink of my wine.

"I'm not saying to forgive him right away or anything. Dude better have a helluva explanation. And he's going to have a lot of making up to do. You give him hell." Kendra said.

My phone dinged. I grabbed it to read over the text. I brought my glass to my lips as I did so.

Kenzo: Stop ignoring me kitten. Why aren't you coming in today? Are you still not feeling good? Did that fu.cker end up coming there?

I ignored him. Stupid jerk can think what he wants. It's not like he actually cares.

My phone dinged again.

Kenzo: Baby please. I just want to know that you're okay at least. Ben said you're quitting. That isn't like you.

Anger rose up in me. I tossed my phone on the table, and filled my glass back up. Tears sprung to my eyes.

I can't believe I was fooled so easily. Again. I wish I could say that I was being cautious, but I wasn't. I jumped right in just like I do with every other relationship I've ever been in. The only difference this time was that I didn't put a label on us right away. Which makes me look even more stupid.

"Opal, I really hate to leave you like this, but I do have to go. I'm supposed to be working this morning. I got the first few hours covered, but.." Kendra said.

I waved her off.

"Go on. I don't need you to get in trouble on my behalf." I told her.

Kendra stood up. She wrapped her arms around me from behind. Then she kissed the top of my head before walking to the door.

"If you need me at all, just call. I'll figure something out to come back. Okay?" Kendra said from the doorway.

"Okay," I replied.

Then I was left all alone. I downed the rest of my glass of wine. Then I grabbed the bottle, and decided there was no need for a glass.

My phone rang again. This time it's Beck calling me. I ignored that as well. Only for him to call back several more times.

I brought the bottle to my lips, and tipped it back. Two bottles in, and I am feeling a little tipsy. Not enough though. I can still remember why I'm drinking, so that means I need more.

My phone started to ring again. I looked down to see that it's Peter. I ignored him as well. At least he didn't call me again a million times.

Ding.

I looked down at the next text message.

Kenzo: I am going to call you until you answer me, so you might as well do it. If not, I'll go there my damn self, Opal. Answer your phone. Now.

I sniffled as more tears filled my eyes. I still feel the need to do as he says. I hate myself for that.

My phone started to ring again as tears started to fall from my eyes. Despite how I feel right now.. I answered.

"Opal." Kenzo's angry voice came through the line.

"What?" I bit out, though my voice shook.

"Baby what's wrong? Why are you crying? What is going on? Did your ex show up? Is he there?" Kenzo rushed out.

More tears fell from my eyes at his change of tone. He sounds so worried. He called me baby. It all makes it hurt more. "You should have been an actor instead of a CEO. Since you're so good at fooling people." I said.

"What are you talking about?" Kenzo asked.

I scoffed as I wiped my face with my free hand.

"You don't have to play dumb with me anymore, Kenzo. I saw the article this morning. I know about your engagement." I said.

Kenzo was silent for a moment. Which just made me feel worse. He's not outright denying it.

"What article?" He seethed.

I don't think I've ever heard Kenzo's voice sound so icey before.

"The one that shows you with a model on your arm, and an engagement ring on her finger." I spat at him.

"Opal, this is all a big misunderstand-"

"I don't care." I interrupted him. "I don't care about you, or what you do. I don't care about how many girlfriends or fiances you have. I don't care about my job, or anything to do with Suzuki Industries. And I certainly do not care about you, Kenzo Suzuki!" Then I hung up the phone. Just in time for more tears to come. I put my face in my hands as I started to full on sob.

I had just come to the conclusion that I love him. He just made us an official couple. Things were finally looking.. brighter.

Why did this have to happen?

I don't want to feel this way again. I don't want to fall into that bad place I worked so hard to get out of. And now I fu.cked things up even more than they were the last time I went through a break-up.

I don't have a job now. What am I going to do? Maybe Sasha and Nikki's offer still stands? I suppose I can call them tomorrow.

I know once those two replace out what happened they'll have my back. Even if they don't offer me a job, maybe they can help me replace another. Kendra is also working to open her own salon. I have that option. But how long will that take?

A knock on my front door distracted me from my thoughts. I wiped my eyes and huffed. I told Ben that I was not going. Why won't he give up?

"I already told you Ben, I am not going! I quit! Fu.ck that job, and fu.ck Kenzo Suzuki!" I shouted.

Suddenly, my front door opened. I stood up, and whipped around. Just in time to see Beck walk into my apartment.

"He couldn't even come himself. How perfect for him. I'm sure it would be bad if Kenzo was seen at some girls' apartment that isn't his super hot fiance." I grumbled.

"Opal.." Beck said softly.

"Just go away. I'm not going back. Tell Peter I'm sorry." I said.

Beck stepped up to me, and gave me a sad smile.

"I'm really sorry darlin', but.. I have no choice." He said.

"No choice in wh-aaahh!"

Before I could finish, Beck picked me up. He tossed me over his shoulder, and walked to the entrance of my apartment. He grabbed my keys while I did everything to get him to put me down.

"What the hell Beck! Put me down this instant!" I shouted as I banged on his back.

Beck shoved my keys in his pocket. Then he smacked my a.ss hard, making me yelp.

"Stop moving. You're coming with me, sweetcheeks." He said.

Then he marched out of my apartment, locking the door behind him. Beck carried me over his shoulder all the way down the stairs. He didn't stop until he tossed me into a car. Which he slid into after me.

I pushed my hair out of my face as I looked around. I connected eyes with Ben, who gave me an apologetic look. Then I glared at Beck.

"I am not going. I will not be getting out of this car. I will not be seeing Kenzo! Let me out now!" I demanded.

"Wow, you're really cute when you're mad. No wonder Zo doesn't mind your bratty side." Beck replied.

My jaw dropped as I stared at him. Then Ben started to drive away. I groaned as I put my head in my hands.

Then my head snapped up to Beck.

"I'm still in my pajamas Beck. I can't go to Suzuki Indus-"

"Got it covered babe." Beck said.

Beck reached behind us, behind the seats. He pulled out a large black gift bag. Then he started to pull things out. A red lacey bra, a matching thong, a beautiful deep green sundress, and a pair of black sandal heels. I looked up at Beck, and raised my brow at him.

"I didn't know you were into cross dressing." I said snarkily.

Beck chuckled.

"I think we both know these are for you." He said.

"And if I refuse?" I asked.

Beck sighed.

"Guess I'll just have to strip ya down darlin"." He replied.

"You wouldn't dare." I said, narrowing my eyes at him.

Beck chuckled again as he pressed the button for the divider. "You wanna do this the hard way, or the easy way, sweetcheeks?"