My CEO Boss Is A Masked Internet Sensation-Chapter 153: Unexpected Guest In The Morning

(Arata)

Azul had turned me into a hot mess just by his words. I had never cum like this, just watching a man on a video call. So many different experiences, this masked man had given me.

I wished I could go see him but that tiny doubt and Karsten’s reaction held me back.

"Seems like we both made a mess." Azul’s deep rumbling voice had me opening my eyes and glancing at him through the phone screen.

"Yeah! I should clean this up. Thank you for the orgasm."

His guttural laugh came through the speaker before he said, the camera focused on his masked face now. freeweɓnovēl.coɱ

"Happy to be of service. Although I wished you had exploded on my face so I could lick you clean."

My cheeks burned at his words, and I gave him a shy look, wondering if he was smiling under the mask.

Could he be someone dangerous?

My stupid heart didn’t agree.

"You always have some nasty things to say," I retorted and he nodded, sliding down on the sofa and just staring at me.

Normal people would find it extremely creepy, but not me. I found the man sexy.

"And you love them, don’t you."

It was my turn to smile.

"I guess. I should clean myself up now."

"Good night, Phoenix. Dream of me, wet orgasmic dreams." He flew me a kiss with his right hand before the call ended.

Thankfully, my bandaged hand was still clean, and I had used the left one to do the deed.

Sighing I got up and made haste towards the washroom.

Once I was clean and had changed I climbed into bed with hopes that Karsten wouldn’t have heard my stupid moans.

With his thoughts still swirling in my head, I went to sleep, satisfied and brimming with hope.

Noises woke me up as if a skirmish had broken out.

Who could be so annoying so early in the morning?

I rubbed my eyes and focused them on the clock. It was 7 am.

What was going on?

A sharp and angry knock rang on my door, angering me more. I hated when someone disturbed my sleep like that and something told me it wasn’t Karsten or any of the house staff.

Grumpily I climbed out of bed, slipping my feet into my white bunny slippers. I approached the door and pushed it open to see who it was.

That was not what I had expected at all.

A seething Urisa stood there with her arms crossed over her heaving chest. Disgust and jealousy crawled all over her face.

Behind her were a very apologetic-looking Olphi and Asbela.

"Miss, please. You shouldn’t disturb Ma’am," Asbela requested, almost pleadingly.

I guessed they were trying to refrain her from disturbing me.

But all of Urisa’s focus was on me.

"So, it’s you. Not only did you crawl into his bed but you sneaked into his house as well." She pointed an accusing finger at me. Her cheeks had puffed out, bloody red with anger.

This was going to be so interesting and epic.

She disturbed my sleep and now she was going to pay.

Adjusting my face I offered her an annoyingly sweet smile.

"Our house actually, since I am officially living here now. It’s our house."

My words seemed to have burnt deep—too deep. She didn’t lunge at me, knowing better, but the nonsense she spewed spoke of the bitterness she held for me.

Firstly she cursed me for a minute in Spanish and then finally barked

"You will regret this, you bitch." Her hands had tightened into fists, barely able to restrain herself.

Olphi and Asbela stood horrified, and I could only guess they had been instructed by Karsten not to hinder her entry, or they would have.

Before I could answer, Karsten’s voice came loud and clear from the right. Making me turn to watch him.

"Regret what? And is that how you speak to others? Forgot all the manners?"

He had appeared from his room, chest naked, glistening with beads of water sliding down the grooves of his perfectly muscular chest. Hand towel in his hand, which he was using to wipe off the water from his wet hair.

Black sweatpants hung low on his waist as he strode forward.

What a sinfully mouthwatering sight, early in the morning.

Now that’s what I wanted to wake up to.

Urisa slightly paled as she turned to watch him as well but kept her composure.

Strategically, I moved closer to Karsten; his clean pine scent surrounded me as I placed my arm around his naked waist and leaned into his damp chest.

The smell of his wash gel and the freshness he carried made my head giddy.

Focus! Arata! Focus!

"Urisa wants to make me regret coming to live with you." I pouted, making myself seem innocent like those conniving villainesses in web novels.

Karsten understood what I was trying to do and quickly went with it. Lowering his head, he placed a kiss on my forehead; his damp lips lingered, making my skin turn hot.

"This is your home, the only intruder I see is Urisa." He finally lifted his head and impaled her with a cold stare. Her sure demeanour shifted under his scrutiny, and her confident shoulders deflated.

"Why are you here so early and for what reason are you harassing my staff and my girlfriend?" His jaw went extremely tight.

Uhh! He was pissed or playing the part really well and he wasn’t done.

"Just because I have told them to let you enter whenever you can, doesn’t give you the right to create chaos. This is my home. Never forget that." His voice was cold, lacking emotions, like the icy winds of Antarctica.

Urisa, although slightly taken aback, still held her ground. Her eyes wouldn’t waver from where I held Karsten.

She turned to Olphi and Asbela and ordered as if she were the house mistress.

"Leave us."

Both of them stood their ground and awkwardly stared at Karsten, waiting to be dismissed.

Karsten gave them a stern nod and they both immediately retreated.

Once they were gone, Urisa turned her hateful eyes towards me and then finally towards Karsten.

"So you don’t even return my calls and answer my texts. And before you say, you have been busy. I can clearly see where," she bitterly remarked not even mincing her words.

Karsten’s thick arm wrapped around me in a show of intimacy. Fake or real, it still made my heart flutter in unspeakable ways.

"If you can see it then why complain? Urisa I don’t have time for your drama today. What do you want?" He asked with an indifference which always made my heart shudder.

She had been his childhood friend, and he was speaking to her like one addresses a rude stranger. Not that she deserved it, but the way Karsten could just detach himself from a person frightened me.

"What I want for you is to have the dignity of realising you are doing me wrong." Her eyes meaningfully shifted from him to me as she continued. "Once you get tired of playing house with her or acting out this fake relationship, you will crawl back to me. And then I will hold you accountable."