The CEO Gets What He Wants

Bonnie put on the most luxurious dress and shoes she got from Nicole and sashayed into the Azure Royal's VIP

private room with her head held high.

She heard from a friend that Donald Flanders, a well-known movie director, had a new project with hundreds of

millions worth of investment, and he was planning to cast only new actors and actresses.

That friend knew one of the producers working with Donald, so he introduced Bonnie to him.

After reviewing Bonnie's photos, Donald decided to give her a chance to audition.

When she found out Donald had booked a private room in Azure Royal, she asked her friend for an invitation. With

the invitation in hand, she was over the moon and beelined to Azure Royal.

She wanted to catch Donald's attention. What better way to earn a spot among the cast other than the casting

couch? She would seduce him to bed with her sensual body if she could.

“Mr. Flanders—”

As she was still caught in her delusion of grandeur, Bonnie's coquettish voice carried into the room before she

appeared.

Stopping in front of the door, she checked her makeup in her tiny mirror one last time before tugging her neckline

lower to reveal more of her chest.

After making sure everything was perfect, her hand was about to turn the doorknob when the door flung open from

the inside. The sudden force caused her to lose her balance, stumbling to the floor without warning.

Bonnie raised her head with shock. Her gaze swept the room and landed on a handsome man sitting in a dark

corner.

He radiated the confidence of a man who took charge. His presence was so bright that even the lighting in the

room seemed dim in comparison.

It's Cayden Moore!

The second Bonnie recognized him, her face instantly paled with fear. Did he find out I was behind the tarnishings

of Avery's reputation? It'll be absolutely terrifying if this is the case.

However, Bonnie had experience with all kinds of men. Naturally, she knew her way well around them.

Soon, she collected herself and greeted Cayden coquettishly, “Mr. Moore, why did you call me here with Mr.

Flanders' name?”

Bonnie didn't hide her admiration and lust in her gaze for Cayden, who sat on the couch with crossed legs. The

angle of the lights shining on him accentuated his fair chin. She would've torn her clothes off and flung herself at

him if it wasn't for the four burly bodyguards guarding him.

He had a lit cigarette between his index and middle finger. With a firm tap on the cigarette, he elegantly flicked the

ash into the ashtray. “I don't want to listen to any nonsense. I only want to know what you told Avery that day at

Sugary Confectionary at six thirty in the evening that made her break off the engagement. Some witnesses saw you

gave her a disk. What is in that disk?”

Cayden had business dealings with the Bennett family. Naturally, he knew about Henry doting on his illegitimate

daughter, Bonnie Bennett. He heard she was beautiful but had a messy lifestyle.

Before that, Cayden had never paid attention to his business partners' personal and family affairs. However, he

checked the surveillance camera footage of Sugary Confectionary and found that Avery's demeanor changed after

meeting with Bonnie. On top of that, Avery also started saying weird things and even asked about breaking off the

engagement the night before.

He thought those feelings were mood swings related to her pregnancy and maybe cold feet before the wedding, so

he shrugged it off. He never expected his negligence would cause an incident at the engagement ceremony.

I want an answer to everything today!

Cayden's voice was gentle and pleasant to the ears, but it was like a bomb had gone off in Bonnie's mind.

Her gaze started to dart left and right with anxiety, unwilling to meet Cayden's eyes.

How did he check the details so precisely down to the exact time? Did that b*tch, Avery, tell him something? But

she promised she wouldn't tell Cayden what I said and would leave Ackleton obediently. Did she break her promise

because she wasn't willing to give up on the Moore family's wealth and fame?

Suppressing her doubts, Bonnie feigned ignorance and asked, “What do you mean, Mr. Moore? I don't know Avery

well, so what makes you think I can make her break off her engagement? Also, the disk you mentioned. We're

already past the age of using disks. Who would even use something so outdated? But, a vain woman like Avery isn't

suited for you anyway, Mr. Moore. Why don't I be your woman? Even if I can't marry you, having a passionate night

with you is more than enough for me.”

Bonnie had always been bold and straightforward with her thoughts and feelings. Her hands moved to undress as

she expressed her feelings for him. Once she was bare, she walked toward Cayden with a shy expression.

Looks of disdain, contempt, disgust, and scorn flitted across Cayden's face at her shameless actions.

Cayden didn't even move a finger, and his bodyguard swung a leg at Bonnie powerfully, sending her flying some

distance away, crashing against the coffee table. Throughout the entire scene, he merely watched silently as

though a bystander. Meanwhile, she felt an excruciating pain in her chest as if her ribs were broken.

With a cough, she could taste the tang of blood on her mouth.

Bonnie looked at the man on the couch with a stunned look before her face scrunched into anger. “Cayden, I'm

Nickie's best friend! How can you treat me like this?”

Cayden's disgust was evident in his eyes. He asked coldly, “I'll ask you again, and this is the last time I'm asking you.

What did you say to Avery? What is the content of the disk? Who ordered you to do so?”

A plan formed in Bonnie's mind, and suddenly her demeanor changed. She gazed at Cayden lovingly and sobbed,

“Mr. Moore, I did meet up with Ms. Rumpley that day at Sugary Confectionary. I've always admired you. You're on

my mind twenty-four-seven. I can't eat or sleep without thinking about you. My father is my witness. When I heard

you would be engaged to Avery, jealously rose within me, so I met up with Avery and threatened her to leave you.”

Cayden finally directed his gaze at her. He studied her exquisite face before speaking in a chilling voice. “Since you

like sex so much, I'll grant you your wish.”

Cayden turned to his four bulky bodyguards and ordered impassively, “Make sure she doesn't die when you're done

with her.”

He got up from the couch and left the room without sparing a backward glance.

The bodyguards opened a briefcase in front of Bonnie. Her eyes widened with dread, for the bag had a whip,

choking strap, and others.

Bonnie was familiar with those toys. On some occasions, she would even use them with her partners, but the ones

in the briefcase were clearly tools for torture.

If they use every one of them on her, she might not be able to walk out of the room alive.

Fear flooded her. She didn't expect a gentleman like Cayden could be so cruel.

The bodyguards held a variety of torture tools as they slowly approached Bonnie with a grin.

She screamed with terror. The intense fear within her surged to a peak, leading to her confession. “I was wrong,

Mr. Moore! I'll tell you! I'll tell you everything! Nicole was the one who ordered me to do it! The disk was also her

order. She demanded I give it to Avery no matter the means!”