The CEO's Painted Skin 45 Marry Me!

Catherine sat down on the bed slowly, eyes down, both hands folded on her lap. She composed her trembling self.

"Sir Mike...can I go out now?" she begged and looked up into his eyes.

"Go ahead..."

She stood abruptly and about to run out of the room but she collided into his hard muscled chest instead, eventually losing her balance and causing her body to fall back into the bed.

As she was sprawled in the bed, facing him, he stood still in front of her, scanning his eyes over her body from head to toe to the point of drooling.

Catherine swallowed her own saliva.

She was trying to read what's on his mind, although he was not touching her, the way he looks at her tells her otherwise.

His eyes became unreadable...dark and no emotion whatsoever.

He was moving closer towards her, leaning over her, then he halted a few inches away from her face, his breath was already fanning her face!

Her eyes widen, her heart was beating fast in panic...Is he going to kiss me!?

Mike saw the fear and panic in her eyes, but he was also aware of something else, he suddenly grows a b.o.n.e.r down there between his legs! f.u.c.k! How did this thing happen? He was supposed to be immune to women's charm. But he was feeling aroused just seeing her beautiful face and the fear that clouded her countenance also heightened his arousal.

Then he grinned slowly, his eyes temporarily leaving her face. He looked down on his hard erection behind his shorts. It was protruding and noticeable right now.

Catherine followed the movement of his eyes, her eyeb.a.l.l.s grow bigger upon seeing his arousal. d.a.m.n! She has to find a way how to get out of this room without being s.e.xually violated again.

She was about to reach out for her iPhone inside her pocket to asked for help but he starts moving away from her. He went to the closets and took out some traveling bag. Then he donned his jeans and t-s.h.i.+rt on his body right in front of her as if they have known each other for a long time.

"Catherine, can you help me bring some stuff into my car? I will check out today," he casually asked her as if nothing happens between them earlier.

The truth is nothing really transpired between them...

That blows her mind away. What did just happened earlier? Did all those things even exist?

When she didn't move, he walked towards her and put some black clothe garment bag into her hands.

Mike held the two bags in both hands, he motioned for Catherine to follow him.

Catherine has no choice but to follow him.

Outside the room, she pushed aside her trolly cart in the farthest corner of the hallway. She will be back to retrieve it later.

She followed Mike into the elevator.

Inside the elevator, they were standing on the opposite sides.

Mike kept looking at Catherine's face.

She stared at her shoes.

"I'm sorry about what happened earlier in the room, Catherine. Hope I didn't scare you." There was a flicker of sincerity in his eyes.

'It's okay Sir Mike, hope you won't do it again. You scared me!"

Mike's eyebrow's knitted together. "Huh? What did I do again? Have I done something to you? Can you please remind me what is it?"

Catherine bit her lower lip. Remembering back what just happened earlier in the suite. "You locked the room from the inside, Sir!"

"Anything else---Catherine?"

"That's all, Sir!"

"Good. Don't worry next time I won't lock the door of my suite," he smiled at her discomfort.

In the bas.e.m.e.nt area. Mike opened the luggage compartment area of his car, he dumped the two traveling bag and close back the lid.

He opens up the pa.s.senger door for Catherine to enter and slid into the driver's seat and wore his seatbelt.

Catherine went inside the car and place carefully the black garment clothes in the car seats, she was about to exit the car but she heard the door being locked from the inside.

She sighed. d.a.m.n! Not again!

"Sir Mike, can you please open the door? I will get out now!"

"I will take you for a short ride first. Aha, I will take you to my new house, our new house in the future." He grinned at her.

Catherine groaned. Is he crazy or what?

"Sir, you better not take me anywhere. I will get fired from my work for sure if they found out that I skip my work just to hang out with a client." She was feeling agitated now.

"Don't be afraid if you lose your job. I can offer you a better job and a much higher salary if you want."

Mike started the engine of the vehicle and the car exited the bas.e.m.e.nt parking area into the open, gliding smoothly along the highway.

Catherine keeps her cool. She took her iPhone out from her pocket and was about to type a message to John...

Mike saw her typing...

He immediately s.n.a.t.c.hed her cell phone away and put it in the left side pocket of his jeans.

"Sir, give me back my cell phone!" she demanded totally outrage.

"Don't worry, I will return it back to you later after we arrived at our house. I'm sure you will like it."

Catherine took a deep breath and bit her lip. It's either he was crazy or delusional or both.

One hour later...

Mike's car entered a tall gate that was opened by a uniformed guard.

In the garage area, there were two more expensive cars parked inside.

Mike opened the pa.s.senger doors for Catherine. She exited the door and surveyed her surroundings.

When they walked towards the entrance of the house, she was amazed by the grandeur of it.

The house was built with a modern design, two-story, brown colored roofings and cream and beige colored paint on the walls. She looked ahead at the entrance and love the blooming flowers that were planted around the fountain of water. There is a swimming pool on the left corner of the house with several trees lining around it.

"The whole area is five kilometers. There are more to see at the back of the house. You wanna see it?"

"It's beautiful!" she gushed.

"Yes. It's indeed beautiful perfect for you, Catherine!" he looked at her with adoration in his eyes.

She sighed again.

"Do you know that the first time I saw you, I ordered my realtor to proceeds in buying this property because I know you will like it. And I was never wrong. Based on your wide smile, you indeed like this place a lot."

She rolled her eyes.

"Come inside. I wanna show you the inside of the house."

When they entered the main door, a housemaid opened the door for them.

"Good afternoon Maam, Sir!" the housemaid greeted them smiling.

"Prepare a snack for our guest, Juanita," he ordered the maid.

"Yes Sir!" the maid turned around and headed for the kitchen.

The living room was modern in design with luxurious arts, decorations, and pieces of furniture adorning the living room.

Then there were two beautiful staircases leading towards the second floor of the house. An elegant chandelier hangs in the ceiling at the center.

The house is indeed beautiful, elegant and cla.s.sy. But she can't continue admiring it because she needs to go back to her work in the hotel.

"Sir, I really need to go back to the hotel, as in now!" she demanded.

Mike looked at her and see the agitation in her face.

"Calm down Catherine, okay, let's go back now to the hotel. But before that let me give you this..."

He fished out a small box of jewelry from the pocket of his traveling bag, with bended knees, he opened the box and presented it to Catherine. "Marry me, Catherine!"

Catherine's mouth was agape. "Oh G.o.d! What are you doing, Sir? Are you crazy?"

"No am not. I want you to be my wife to live with me in this beautiful house. Accept my proposal and you will be the happiest woman on earth."

She sighed. This whole situation is ridiculous! He is getting outrageous!

"I'm sorry Sir, I already have a boyfriend and we are going to hold a civil wedding ceremony this month. I'm getting married."

Mike's felt dismayed, his countenance displayed a good amount of sadness and distress. He closed the lid of the jewelry box and put it back in the traveling bag's pocket.

"So, I guess I'm late. How about this, if for some reason your wedding to your boyfriend will not push through. Call me on this number, I will marry you anytime," he gives her a calling card.

Catherine refused to accept it.

"If you won't accept it, I won't bring you back to the hotel."

She sighed, she accepted the calling card and inserted it in the pocket of her jeans.

"Let's go!" he said.

They both exited the main door and get into the car.

Their journey all the way back to the hotel was enveloped with silence and tension.

Catherine can't believe what just happen to her in just more or less two hours. She released a deep sigh.

In Mike's mind, this is just the beginning of his involvement with Catherine. If Catherine will come to him one day, their union is meant to be.