All Chapters of The Swapped Ceo: Chapter 21
- Chapter 23
23 chapters
Chap 21 The Passenger Seat
The door slammed closed behind her just as the first black car screeched around the corner. Liam didn't waste any time. His foot pressed the gas, and the truck shot forward with a growl, tires screeching as they hurtled down the empty street. Alyson gripped the dashboard with one hand, the other wrapped around the window. "Ever thought of being a getaway driver?" Liam glared at her. "Ever think about not annoying people who drive blacked-out cars with murder fantasies?" She smiled weakly, though her knuckles were white. Behind them, the chase flared up again—two figures pursuing at night. But Liam knew these streets better than any spoiled rich kid or hired thug. He cut across side streets and back alleys, a blur of speed and reflex. “You know,” Alyson muttered, glancing behind, “I never thought I’d be depending on a guy in a dusty truck to outrun professional chasers.” Liam scoffed. “Do you want to drive?” “I’d rather live.” “Then shut up and let me focus.” Silence surround
Chap 22 A Voice In The Dark
BAM!The sound of Oliver Kai’s palm slamming against the polished mahogany table thundered through the boardroom like a gunshot. Every pen, glass, and paper on the desk rattled, but none as violently as the guard standing before him.“How?” Oliver’s voice was low at first, a sharp demand laced with the kind of danger that made even seasoned men flinch.When the guard hesitated, Oliver’s hand swept across the desk in a furious motion. WHAM! A pile of documents went flying, scattering across the floor like leaves in a storm. Some even slid to the far wall, the sound echoing in the tense silence.“How—” he raised his voice to a roar, “—was a woman, a weak little thing who jumps at the slightest shadow, able to outrun four of my most skilled bodyguards?!” He jabbed a finger at the trembling man in front of him, his voice dripping with contempt. “You’re telling me she just vanished? In broad daylight? Out of every shop in the city, with cameras on ever
Chap 23 A Hangover And Not Okay
A low groan.Sunlight sliced through Liam's thin curtains and smacked him right in the face. The room seemed to have fought a hurricane and lost: clothes tossed all over the chair, socks dangling off the lamp, and bottles—so many bottles—shimmering on the floor."Huh…"He yanked the blanket up to his eyes. Too short. It left his shins cold."Oh, come on…"He gave up and tossed the blanket away. The moment he rolled—BANG.He fell off the bed, onto his hip, and cracked his knee into his riding helmet."Damn it!" He kicked a loose bottle. It rattled across the floor and smacked against the nightstand. The red numbers on his clock flashed: 8:35.Liam blinked at it, brain fuzzy, then away as if he hadn't seen a thing.He sat cross-legged on the floor and rubbed his temple. His head pounded like a drumline. He rose to his feet, swayed, and his heel knocked another bottle over. It rolled, clinking, into the living room."Did I drink?"He followed the bottle like a spy and stopped dead in th