Sweet CEO’s First Love - Chapter 92

Hi guys, if you are enjoying this story but feel like you have missed stuff, there are mentions of things you don’t remember. That’s not your fault, those are moments that either have already been or will be shown in my other novel If It’s Your Touch. It is on Webnovel and it is a great book. It is the third novel in this series and takes place in the timeline alongside this one. The two of them happening simultaneously in a linear timeline.

So don’t be worried, you are not missing anything not yet anyway. You can always pop on over and read that novel, or specifically read the novel chapters that match here. If you are wanting to just read the specific continuations of certain scenes, The scenes over on the other novel will match this one with chapter titles.

The chapter SCANDAL happens here

but also occurs over there.

the title is the same

SCANDAL in IIYT matches the one here so that you are always able to find your place and continue reading the chapters and the extensions of the scenes there without any issue. I did it this way so that you guys will always be able to find your spot. I hope you guys enjoy the chapters and again sorry if there has been any confusion.

The continuation of the side stories happening parallel to this one can be found there. Hope you guys have a great time. Love is Love

Stay Safe, and READ

~Kat

Heart opened the front door to his home, turning the key and removing it from its lock.

“I know you haven’t been here in a while, uh, my sister is moving out, so some stuff… Well, what I mean to say is, it’s kinda hectic, and stuff is all over the place right now,” he said, turning to stare at Saint.

Saint walked into the room behind him and took his shoes off before continuing into the house and past the kitchen… Heart moved into his bedroom doorway so that Saint could pass if he wanted too. But he stopped in front of Heart and stared at him.

Heart blinked.

“I…It’s a bit different than the last time you were over here.” Heart remarked slowly as Saint peeked past his shoulder.

‘What is he looking for in here?’

Saint smirked. “Doesn’t look much different to me, this is the room I spent all my time in the last time I was here so I guess I wouldn’t be able to tell any of the differences naturally.”

Heart flushed a little at his words.

“Ah, right, well there is a difference… I guess it’s just a difference to me.”

“Is your sister moving in with Tee then?” Saint asked, running his hand along the counter then walking forward around the bar stools on the other side of the counter. He pressed the top of one down before moving away from the countertop and into the living room.

The room had most of its stuff gone except the larger furnishings which Min hadn’t really needed moving over since they were bringing all of Tee’s stuff over to their house since it was in better condition. And all the stuff they needed that Tee didn’t have was already being taken care of by his family. Really all Min had needed to do was grab her personal belongings and anything she was personally attached too and bring it with her.

Anything she was personally attached to that wasn’t him. He reminded himself with a sigh.

Saint turned to look back his way before throwing his blazer over the arm of the couch, dusting off the couch cushion, sitting down on it, and smoothing out his tie. His dark navy blue blazer had been covering up a light sky blue vest over his long-sleeved white shirt. Which was so perfect, a match to his toned body that it was perfectly creased without a wrinkle in sight.

His long sleeves were rolled up to his elbows exposing his matching tattoos on his wrists.

Heart gulped, looking at those tattoo’s reminded him just what kind of animal those arms could turn into as they slid across his body. Heart cleared his throat before turning around.

“I am going to pack, I dunno how long it will take.” Heart stated before disappearing into his room and trying to catch his breath.

“Take all the time you need, I am not in any rush, the tickets are for eight tonight, and it’s only two-thirty, so there isn’t any rush to do anything.” Saint said.

Heart sighed, ‘what I want to do with you and what I should be doing are two totally different things ‘

“Do you know if the weather will be okay? Is December much colder there than here?” Heart asked from the room, throwing his suitcase onto his bed and unzipping it before going over to his dresser and peaking through the clothes for some stuff to bring along.

“Hmm, bring sweaters and pants. I think that’s the most important, oh and a jacket. That’s what I packed, anything else you need we can just get, Okay?”

Heart nodded. ‘That makes sense.’

“Okay,” he stated and started grabbing some clothes.

After a few minutes of deciding, he was stuck between a yellow and a cream overly large fluffy sweater.

“Yellow or cream?” Heart asked, waiting for a response.

Saint took a moment before yelling back. “Cream.”

“Why not yellow?” Heart asked

“Because if it’s a sweater or a pair of pants then you will match one of my outfits I chose.” He said peeking his head around the corner.

Heart held both shirts up for him to see.

“Yup you’ll match me really well.”

Heart smirked a feeling a bit mischievous and he threw the yellow sweater into the bag.

Saint raised an eyebrow.

“Feeling devious, are we? Want to test the waters?” Saint asked

Heart wiggled both his brows playfully.

“Fine, your loss, match with me, or don’t. But if you don’t then I suppose you have earned every punishment I will dish out on the day I wear my outfit.” He stated calmly.

Heart blanched at the calm innocent threat, pulled the yellow sweater out of the bag and dropped in the cream one then zipped up the bag. Then after a thought unzipped it and threw the yellow one in.

Saint eyed him curiously. “Just in case I want to find out what punishments you have in store on the day you wear your outfit,” he said saucily.

Saint cleared his throat and watched him dangerously, his tongue flicking out and wetting his lips.

“Are you all done packing?” He asked stiffly.

Heart nodded. “Yeah I don’t need much, it’s just a short trip and we are staying in a hotel with perks so.”

Saint reached down, picked up the bag and grunted. “I’ll take this to the car. Why don’t you relax for a bit.” He stated, but it sounded more like a command.

Heart nodded. “Okay, I will in a minute.” Heart stated absentmindedly and began working at fixing all the stuff he had ruined while packing. Saint left and Heart heard the door click behind him.

Heart turned to Demon Lord and sighed happily.

“I dunno who is worse anymore, you or me.”

The stuffed panda just sat looking back at him. Heart smirked and let out a happy little sigh of content before heading to the living room.

Heart laid down on the couch and Saint opened the door to the apartment building. “Okay your bag is in the car Heart.” Saint said, peeking his head into the room. Heart closed his eyes with a content sigh as the afternoon sun shone through the windows on the wall and down on him. One of the first things Min had taken was the TV and the curtains and now the room was a bright sunny area with a single gray couch towards the back of it. Surrounded by a pile of worn-out pinkish brown colored cushions. There were about four or five lying across the floor and Heart knew he could clean them up but since Min had taken her favorite chair, there wasn’t really much he used in this room anymore. So he left it, but in the back of his mind, he could still picture the state of the room perfectly, without even needing to open up his eyes and see it. Heart heard Saint walk over to the couch, His soft footsteps pattering on the linoleum flooring.

“Your room is cleaner than last time,” Saint observed.

Heart chuckled but didn’t open his eyes back up. “I figured if the rest of the house was going to be a mess I might as well have one clean room.” He stated, with good humor.

As soon as he finished talking, soft warm lips fell on top of his own and Saint’s warmth seeped into his lips, Saint began pulling back and Heart grabbed his tie and pulled him in tighter, pressing the lips into him harder and he parted waiting for Saint to take over, to kiss him harder, deeper.

Saint’s tongue flicked inside greedily, and Heart slid his hand down the tie pulling it so that it loosened and slipped off, his fingers trailed down Saints blazer, pulling the jacket down his arms deftly searching for the buttons and Heart groaned as he felt the weight and pressure of Saint climbing on top of him and wrapping his powerful thighs around him.

Saint pulled back from the kiss and Heart opened his eyes to look at Saint, the mass of a man sitting atop him straddling him on his poor old gray couch. The bottom of it creaked and Heart gulped, becoming very aware of everything.

“You started something.” Heart stated.

“Hmm,” Saint agreed. “You looked tired and I wanted to give you the strength to keep going.”

“Ah is that what the kiss was for? I’m not one hundred percent stronger then.” Heart said pointing at his lips.

Saint smirked. “Not one hundred percent healed? What are you in a video game? How many kisses do you need to fill up your health bar?”

Heart grabbed onto the tie that was laying across his belly, threw it around Saint’s neck, grabbed the other side, and pulled Saint’s face to his.

“As, many kisses as it takes.” Heart said.

Saint smirked.

“Really… What an enthralling proposition.”

“Show me..” He demanded.