Chapter 73 The CEO

• Chris pressed his lips in frustration. It was a second, just a single second, in which Christopher Celis felt a surge of emotions. It ran through him all at once, a wave of desire, desperation, and infinite tenderness because that girl seemed like a doll straight out of a fairy tale.
• He was too accustomed to worldly women, confident, self-sufficient, daring, and she was like a breath of fresh air in a desert.
• However, at the very moment she looked up, Christopher noticed the change. He was attracted to that woman, and it didn't surprise him. She was the Greek archetype, with tanned skin, black eyes and hair like coal, and a defined musculature under an eight-thousand-euro designer suit. Women flocked to him like moths to a flame... even the most innocent ones, it seemed.