The Domineering Female CEO

As I continued to gaze at the photo, my initial embarrassment gave way to a warm, fuzzy feeling. I couldn't help but smile at how cute we looked together.

I was happy he posted it. It was a public declaration of our relationship, and I felt grateful to have Xavier by my side.

I quickly typed out a response, my thumbs flying across the screen. "I'm blaming you for my morning blushes," I teased, adding a string of laughing emojis.

With a spring in my step, I set out to find Xavier, eager to give him a hug and a kiss for making me feel so loved and cherished.

I found Xavier in the kitchen, sipping coffee and grinning at his phone. "Good morning, beautiful," he said, setting his cup down to wrap me in a warm hug.

"I saw your post," I said, trying to sound stern but unable to hide my smile.

Xavier chuckled, his eyes crinkling. "I couldn't resist," he whispered, nuzzling my ear. "You looked too adorable sleeping."

I playfully rolled my eyes. "You're going to pay for that."

Xavier's grin widened. "I'm shaking in my boots."

We spent the rest of the morning lounging around the house, enjoying each other's company and the lazy Sunday vibe.

As we sat on the couch, Xavier turned to me with a thoughtful expression. "Hey, Elly?"

"Yes?"

Xavier's eyes sparkled with excitement as he asked, "Will you like to have kids with me?"

I hesitated, choosing my words carefully. "Xavier, I...I love the idea of having kids with you, but I'm not ready just yet."

Xavier's expression fell, and he looked disappointed. "What do you mean you're not ready?" he asked, his voice tinged with concern.

We sat down on the couch together, facing each other. I took a deep breath, trying to explain my thoughts. "I still have a lot to accomplish in my career, and I want to make sure I'm financially and emotionally prepared for motherhood."

Xavier nodded thoughtfully, but I could tell he was still unsure. "I understand where you're coming from," he said. "But I've always dreamed of having a big family. I want to be a young dad, not an old one."

I reached out, taking his hand in mine. "I know, Xavier, and I want that too. But can't we just take things one step at a time? We've only just gotten back together."

Xavier sighed, looking frustrated. "I guess you're right. I just get excited thinking about our future together."

I smiled, trying to reassure him. "Me too, Xavier. And we will have a beautiful future together. But for now, can't we just focus on us and our relationship?"

Xavier nodded slowly, his expression softening. "Yeah, you're right. I'm sorry for pushing you."

I leaned in, kissing him gently. "No need to apologize, Xavier. I love you."

Xavier's face lit up with a warm smile. "I love you too, Elly."

Xavier's POV:

I watched Elly's face as I asked the question that had been on my mind for weeks. "Will you like to have kids with me?" I asked, trying to sound casual despite the nervousness building in my chest.

Elly's expression faltered, and she hesitated before responding. "Xavier, I...I love the idea of having kids with you, but I'm not ready just yet."

My heart sank, and I felt a pang of disappointment. I had been so sure she'd say yes. We sat down on the couch together, and I tried to understand her perspective.

"What do you mean you're not ready?" I asked, trying to keep my tone neutral.

Elly took a deep breath, explaining her concerns about her career and financial stability. I listened intently, trying to see things from her point of view.

But it was hard. I'd always dreamed of being a young dad, of having a big family. The thought of waiting felt like an eternity.

"I understand where you're coming from," I said finally, trying to sound calm. "But I've always dreamed of having a big family. I want to be a young dad, not an old one."

Elly reached out, taking my hand in hers. "I know, Xavier, and I want that too. But can't we just take things one step at a time? We've only just gotten back together."

I sighed, feeling a mix of emotions. I was frustrated, but at the same time, I loved Elly and wanted to make her happy.

"Yeah, you're right," I said finally, trying to smile. "I guess I just get excited thinking about our future together."

Elly leaned in, kissing me gently. "Me too, Xavier. And we will have a beautiful future together. But for now, can't we just focus on us and our relationship?"

I nodded, feeling a sense of relief wash over me. Maybe waiting wouldn't be so bad after all, as long as I had Elly by my side.

Elly leaned in to kiss me but I pretended to be distracted, avoiding Elly's kiss. "Uhm, I need to grab something upstairs," I said, hastily retreating to the bedroom.

Elly followed me, her eyes narrowing. "I thought you were coming to get something, Xavier?" she asked, her tone laced with skepticism.

I hesitated, trying to maintain the charade. "Oh, yes... I was searching for something."

Elly's gaze pierced through me. "Are you avoiding me?"

I forced a laugh, trying to deflect her question. "No, of course not."

Elly's expression softened, and she approached me. She leaned in, kissing me again. This time, I didn't resist.

Our passion ignited, and Elly gently pushed me onto the bed, straddling me. I let out a moan as she put her hands inside my pants, rubbing my dick. I was already hard.

Elly pulled down my pants and took me in her mouth, sucking me. I felt a rush of pleasure.

Afterward, I stood up, reaching for a condom. Elly's expression turned angry.

"What do you think you're doing?" she demanded.

I held up the condom. "It's just a precaution."

Elly's voice rose. "Have we ever used one?"

I hesitated. "No."

Elly's anger boiled over. "Then why are you trying to use one now?" she yelled.

I tried to calm her down. "Elly, you said you're not ready for babies, right? I'm just trying to avoid that."

But Elly was beyond reason. She grabbed her clothes and stormed into the bathroom, leaving me feeling frustrated and confused.

I stood naked outside the bathroom door, knocking gently. "Elly, I'm sorry. It won't happen again," I apologized.

After five minutes, Elly opened the door, her expression still hurt. She avoided eye contact, heading downstairs. I quickly grabbed my shorts and rushed after her.

"Please, Elly, I'm sorry," I said, trying to make amends. "I should have asked first. It won't happen again."

Elly stopped, looking at me with a mix of emotions. "I'm a grown lady, Xavier. I can handle myself."

I nodded, relieved, and kissed her. But when I tried to follow her downstairs, she refused.

"I'm still horny," she whispered, her cheeks flushing.

I smiled. "Well, I can handle that."

I took Elly back to my room. My thoughts drifted to the possibility of her being ovulating, given her intense desire.

Elly couldn't wait. She dropped to her knees, taking me in her mouth again. After a few minutes, she stopped, and I felt frustrated.

I gently lifted Elly onto the bed, stripping off her remaining clothes. I turned her onto her stomach and slid inside without warning. Elly screamed, but I continued.

After a few intense minutes, we climaxed together. As I realized I had come inside her, I mentally cursed myself. "Fuck."

As we lay there, I thought to myself, "At least she said she can handle herself."

After a few minutes, Elly climbed on top of me again, reigniting the passion. We continued from where we left off, our intimacy growing stronger.

The third round was intense. Elly begged and pleaded for me to finish, exhausted. I whispered apologies in her ear, promising I'd be done soon.

Finally, I pulled out, releasing my tension onto her thighs. Elly sighed in relief.

"You can be heartless in bed, Xavier," she teased.

I chuckled, apologizing again, and pulled her close. We cuddled, our bodies entwined.

As we lay there, I sensed a connection between Elly's intense desire and her ovulation cycle. Her passion seemed insatiable, even when her body was sore.

We eventually drifted off to sleep, exhausted. Morning arrived, and we woke up feeling drained and hungry. I quickly got up and headed to the kitchen to prepare some breakfast for us.

As I cooked, I couldn't help but think about the previous night's events. Elly's words still lingered in my mind: "You can be heartless in bed, Xavier." I smiled, feeling a mix of satisfaction and concern. Had I been too rough?

Eliana made her way downstairs, her movements a bit unsteady. I struggled to stifle a laugh, not wanting to tease her.

"Are you okay?" I asked, concern etched on my face.

She nodded, smiling weakly. I rushed to her side and swept her off her feet, setting her down gently on the dining table.

After breakfast, I cradled her in my arms, carrying her upstairs. She drifted off to sleep once more.

When she woke, I lifted her into my arms again, this time carrying her to the bathroom. I tenderly washed her, then myself. As we finished, I carefully carried her out of the bathroom and helped her get dressed.

Eliana's pov

As Xavier and I arrived at the venue, I was thrilled to reunite with Royalty and Elvis. Rushing over to Royalty, we shared a warm hug, squealing with delight. In moments like these, I forgot I was a billionaire CEO, surrounded by the people I loved.

Xavier had been incredibly kind and loving, making me feel cherished in every way. Though I knew he was eager to start a family, I wasn't ready. Our marriage was still a contract, and the thought of having a child before it potentially ended was unsettling. What if Xavier lost interest in me or fall for someone else?

Lost in thought, I sat with Royalty while Xavier and Elvis mingled with friends and colleagues. Suddenly, Tiana and Rubby caught my attention, shamelessly flirting with our men. I turned to Royalty, but her eyes were already fixed on the scene.

We exchanged a knowing glance, both thinking the same thing: those two were trouble. I discreetly made a few calls, and within minutes, Tiana's face fell as she received a devastating notification. She quickly fled the restaurant.

A sly smile spread across my face, satisfied with the temporary solution. Royalty raised an eyebrow, asking, "Eliana, what did you do?"

Laughing, I replied, "Just a little something to keep her away from Xavier and Elvis for now."

Royalty chuckled, and we shared a mischievous laugh, bonding over our protective instincts.

As one of the primary sponsors of their upcoming movie project, I'd made a strategic call to replace Tiana and Rubby with more suitable talent. I hoped this would teach Tiana to respect boundaries and stay away from what's mine – Xavier.

Xavier approached me, his lips brushing against mine. "Tired?" he asked, his eyes sparkling with amusement.

I gazed up at him, smiling radiantly. "No, babe."

"Want to hit the club later?" he asked, his voice low and inviting.

"Yes, sure," I replied, already anticipating the night ahead.

An hour later, Xavier, I, Elvis, Royalty, and a few friends arrived at the club. Royalty and I rushed to the dance floor, our hips swaying in sync as we danced to the pulsating beat. Xavier and Elvis watched from the VIP section, their eyes fixed on us.

After a few exhilarating minutes, we returned to our table, laughing and chatting together. But the atmosphere shifted when Alexander appeared, his presence a stark reminder of the tension between him and Xavier. However, Xavier remained calm, his expression unreadable as he sipped his drink.

Noticing Xavier's composure, I relaxed. We wouldn't let Alexander dampen our spirits. Xavier stood up, offering me his hand, and led me back to the dance floor. As we danced, I twirled and rubbed against him, my movements provocative.

Xavier's whisper sent shivers down my spine. "You're making me hard again, baby. Remember how sore you are?" I smiled, embarrassed, and slowed my pace.

We danced for a while longer before returning to our table. Alexander had vanished, and the night wore on. Eventually, we decided to cap off the evening at a nearby hotel. With me tipsy, Xavier swept me onto his back, carrying me with ease.

Elvis and Royalty had a room adjacent to ours. As we settled in, the sounds of their passionate encounter drifted through the walls, making me giggle. Xavier half-screamed, "Keep it down!"

We slipped out of our clothes, sleeping naked, our bodies entwined as we basked in each other's warmth.