All Chapters of From my Bully to CEO: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

PRESENTGRAYSON’S POV:There was a buzzing in my ears that made it hard for me to listen to anything else.Corey let the pause linger after his little speech—just long enough to tighten every throat in the room before slipping something from the inner pocket of his suit jacket. A crisp white envelope.My world narrowed to that piece of paper held between his fingers. A thousand possibilities spiraled through my head, a thousand countermeasures for every accusation, every allegation.“My apologies, truly,” he said, almost sheepishly, though the gleam in his eyes betrayed the act. “But I received something rather unsettling. An anonymous tip, delivered to my desk not forty-eight hours ago.”Anonymous tip.My eyes scanned the crowd once again for the midnight purple. The betrayal stung. God, it stung worse than anything Corey could’ve revealed right nowI just wanted to see her, to maybe see her looking just as horrified as I felt. But I knew these thoughts were the working of the wretch

Present GRAYSON'S POV Her jaw clenched but she didn’t answer. Her gravity was intoxicating. She smelled of flowers and sin wrapped in fire. I wanted to ruin her. I wanted her to be mine. “Tell me, Hale,” I growled, my lips so close to hers. “Why the hell are you shaking if you really hate me so goddamn much? Why are you looking at me like you want to—” The crack of her hand across my face shattered the words out of my mouth. My head whipped to the side, cheek stinging, breath gone still in my chest. Silence swallowed the room whole. Her palm was still half-raised, trembling, as if she couldn’t believe she actually did that. My jaw flexed. My tongue darted out, licking the wetness on the side of my mouth. Her pupils dilated. “Don’t say another word,” she whispered. I grinned, wild and unhinged. “Why? You planning on hitting me again?” Her chest heaved, her eyes thunderstorms that couldn’t be held back any longer and then the next second happened too fast and too slow all a

PASTSELENE’S POV:I was half asleep and had almost—almost—forgotten about my horrendous lab partner as Mr Wilde shepherded us to the state of the art chemistry lab.And then reality sunk in hard and fast.I straightened up immediately, eyes scanning the crowd of students.The dark brown of Grayson's head was nowhere to be seen and I didn’t know whether that should’ve been relaxing or all the more off-putting.Even the smell of chemicals and that tear inducing stench of ethanol brought me no comfort on this particular occasion and I found myself cursing the existence of Grayson Vexley all the more.He was draining all the joy from my life, the way a leech drains blood.Still, I allowed myself to hope.Maybe he actually convinced Mr. Wilde to reshuffle partners. Maybe, just maybe, I wouldn’t have to see his infuriating face.I managed to avoid him since that hallway altercation, though in fairness, it had only been four days.I glanced at Mr. Wilde, hoping to catch his gaze to get new

PRESENTSELENE’S POV:The problem with kissing your boss, who also happened to be your highschool enemy and inconveniently, the object of every sick fnatasy you’d ever had—as I very quickly realized—was that you still had to see him the next day and it was awkward as fuck.I’ve only had a Sunday to spiral and internally die in peace about the kiss and before I knew it, it was Monday and I had to show up to the office and pretend that everything was fine.Fortunately for me, up until now, Grayson was surrounded by his legal team and the only interaction we had was him meeting my eyes as he walked into his office with his lawyers trailing behind.And even that had been enough to make me want to throw myself off the roof. I wasn’t sure how I was going to handle a full conversation with him ever again.Which made being his secretary a lot more harder. Not that I had any interest in doing the job properly but still.The copier whired, muting out my exhausted sigh. I grabbed the stack of pa

PresentGRAYSON'S POV:“Oh, good evening, Grayson,” Corey said, infuriatingly calm. “I was just thanking this lovely lady for all her help.”“A ‘thank you’ would have sufficed,” I gritted out, glancing at Selene's still flushed face from the corner of my eyes.I knew I wasn't being subtle about this sudden bout of jealousy flaring through me. Corey could see it written all over my face, I was sure.Hell, that bastard could even use her against me but it was too late to cover up now.Still, I tried.“Miss Hale,” I said, bringing my tone back under control. “Could you please reschedule my meeting with Mr Rogers to tomorrow at 5?”She cut me a look, probably to remind me she had no interest in playing my secretary, but thankfully for both of us, she settled with only a nod.I watched her walk away. Only after she disappeared did I turn, letting Corey inside the conference room and shutting the door behind us.“What brings you here, Allister?” I asked, my tone cool.He tilted his head, st