Love or Die CEO’s Daily Dose of Swoon

Chapter 38

Cordelia’s face was taut with tension, a flurry of thoughts crossing her mind.

She stared at Everard, whose face was inches from hers, trying to decipher his intentions. What was he planning?

If she couldn’t refuse Everard’s demand, he could’ve easily made his move right after casting that bizarre “love or die” speli on her. He could be after her money or trying to seduce her,

Yet, he hadn’t asked for anything significant in the past month. The most he’d done was to forcefully sell Cordelia some overpriced coffee beans and fleece her out of three hundred bucks.

But was he genuinely interested in a romantic relationship with her if he had no ulterior motive?

As Cordelia was deep in thought, Everard leaned closer, his deep voice tempting her. “Girl, close your eyes.”

“No way!” No sooner had the thought crossed her mind than a sharp pain flared in her chest.

She took a deep breath, fury tinting her usually calm eyes, but ultimately, she closed them.

With her sight gone, her other senses seemed to heighten. She could feel Everard’s breath drawing closer until it hovered before her face.

Her body tensed, detecting a kiss that landed on her eyelids. His lips felt soft and cold.

Cordelia clenched her fists.

As she felt she couldn’t take it anymore, the kiss broke, and he stepped back with a low chuckle. There, done.”

Bastard!

When Cordelia’s eyes snapped open, she stepped back and clenched her fists, readying the boxing stance Little Fang had taught her. She was about to kick when Everard stood unflinching, not even blinking.

But Cordelia’s kick halted just two inches from him.

Chest pain flared again! Son of a gun!

her leg. As the pain subsided, she switched to punch, fast and fierce. Just as her fis was about to connect, he

landed squarely in the palm

had put all her strength into it, half–expecting to send this man flying. Yet

soothe her, and he said with exasperation, “You’ll feel

was totally speechless.

down. She wanted to

in his words, Cordelia glanced at the clock. She

grabbed her backpack and sprinted

of a sprinter, Cordelia arrived at the classroom door alongside her Literature teacher as

rang.

subjects except Literature, getting a B. It’s mainly because of your essays. Can’t

looked puzzled, her large eyes fitted with confusion she thought he had been

perplexed expression the teacher gave an example take the

other degerings emphasizing that effort

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a seat wh

of emotion Can you imagine the joy of the term during the hervorr

shook her

the joy you felt when you won first place

but Cordeliers innocence done through so sy het normal for me to take first place? What’s there to be

at a loss for

pretty student, prompted again,

Cordelia said nothing.

“Or deeply sad?”

Cordelia remained silent.

times

hadn’t said a

a list of books to read. They might help

mentioned. Suddenly the realized she had felt anger during Everard’s kiss, the most intense emotion she had

students in the bonors classes as they began to use regular class time to prepare for the upcoming National Math League and Physics Competitions. These events could secure college scholarships