He's Sugar, She's Spice
He's sugar. She's spice. Together, they will never work.
She has done the impossible. Working for the country's most difficult boss for seven years. Rosaline Carter's work life is fueled by her love for spicy food, a fat paycheck, and dreams of sending her brother to Harvard. She's sworn off love completely.
Until that fateful monday morning.
"I need a fiancée, Miss Carter. And I need one who at least knows my favourite brand of coffee."
A contract marriage to her boss, the impossible and difficult Alaric Sylvester? Rosaline never even saw him as a man to begin with.
But for five billion dollars? She would propose to Mr Ice king and plan the wedding alone.
Alaric Sylvester hates his assistant. With her sensible shoes, horn rimmed glasses, and perfectly polite way of speaking, she never fails to get on his nerves.
She's the last person he wants for a wife, or even a romantic figure. Yet she's the best option. No one knows his schedule by heart, or his love for sweets.
It's just three years. And he'll never see her again. With his inheritance on the line, the board of directors hounding him for being too antisocial, and rumours starting to stir...he will do anything to save his reputation. Including marrying his cold hearted assistant.
And with her hatred for sweets, he's sure he'll never like her.
It's only a marriage agreement. The terms were simple. But simple doesn't always equal easy. And the human heart is a traitorous beast.
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Chapter: Chapter FiveChapter fiveRosaline's POV:My eyes scan through the papers. "Alaric Sylvester gets married at the Fontaine hall with just friends and family to his secretary Rosaline Carter....." Mia and violet scroll through their phones. "This is the talk of the century!" They squeal with giggles. I raise my head with wide eyes and contemplate my answer. Did Mr Sylvester know this?He walks in and everyone freezes. Violet hides her phone behind her back and so does Mia. His stare moves from us to the confetti litter on the floor, then to me and back to them. "Is this an amusement park? Or a club?"Silence. Cold whooshes over the entire place and I feel goosebumps and see Jonas visibly shiver. I exhale and walk over to Mr Sylvester. He frowns and steps back. I hand him the papers. His frown deepens and he takes it from me. He chokes and Jonas rushes to open a bottle of water for him. "Here sir."He drinks the water and hiccups. We bite down our laughter, and I hand him a handkerchief. "Wh
Last Updated: 2025-10-20
Chapter: Chapter FourChapter fourRosaline's POV:"It's lunch already." Violet yawns and walks up to my table. "Stop being such a workaholic lady Rosie."I exhale and look up to see her and the rest of the team waiting. My typing ceases and I stare from one face to another. "Lunch." I giggle. "Yeah. Lunch." Violet hooks her hand with mine and drags me along with her. We settle in our usual lunch restaurant. I order spicy pasta with pepper soup and just water. Jonas wrinkles his face at my choice of food. "How do you digest so much spice lady Rosie?"I shrug. "Yeah." Amara says. "You only ever eat spicy food. Why?""Every other thing just tastes like... Ash.""That's weird." Violet mumbles. "Anywho... Today's bill's on me!""Why?" Jonas blurts out. "That's weirder than lady Rosie's love for spice."Her honey coloured eyes begins to twinkle and she tucks her hair behind her ear."Is that..."Jonas throws his hands over his mouth and gasps like his life force was being sucked by a supernatural entity. "Y
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Chapter: Chapter ThreeChapter threeAlaric's POV:My mother and I stare at miss Carter right in front of my room. She blinks. "I think I got lost." Got lost or snooping around?My mother smiles and takes Carter's hands in hers. "Finding your way around here can be trouble for our guest. Come."I watch them move back to the dinning room and yesterday replays in my head. Was she shameless or just didn't care? It was difficult to tell that from Miss Carter. Boring ol her who always had her nose in her job. She did not decline. Despite all she knew about me. Despite all people said about me. All she asks is if she'd be paid overtime?! Fucking payment!My skin crawls at the thought of living in the same house with this woman. She always gets on my nerves. It was soul biting to think about having to deal with it at a closer range. I stare as her and my mother disappear into sight and I rub my temples. I always judge people by what I see but I did not see this coming.Did not think it.Outside, my mother hu
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Chapter: Chapter TwoChapter two Rosaline's POV: The next morning, I'm seated in his private office. He sits across from me, the contract laid out in front of us, accompanied by light snacks and drinks. "Don't you need an heir?" I ask the one thing that's been on my mind all night. Mr Sylvester chokes on his expensive wine. I hand him a hanky and stand back as he recollects himself. "An heir?!" He echoes, his eyes red rimmed from the coughing fit. When I see his okay, I return to my seat. "Yes. You're Alaric Sylvester. Surely you want more out of this marriage than...I don't know, the title of a married man?" He straightens his back, works his tie and clears his throat. "Do not jump into rash conclusions. I have no need of heirs ..and not from you." I shrug. "I don't mind, honestly. A kid would sell this whole marriage thing faster. And we can share custody." His eyes narrow and he leans forward, "if I didn't know better, Miss Carter, I'd say you were trying to get into my bed." I blink. Th
Last Updated: 2025-10-07
Chapter: Chapter oneChapter oneRosaline's POV:“Lady Rosie! Incoming!”A loud shout is all the warning I get before I notice the donut flying right for my head. I step to the side and catch it on the tip of my flats. “Saved! But I doubt it's still edible,” I say with a smile, turning to glance at the culprit. Jonas approaches me, a shy smile on his boyish face. He picks the fallen donut. He's holding a box of donuts which he offers me, pink laced across his cheeks. “I saved the strawberry jam one for you,”“Thank you so much, darling. But unfortunately, sweets aren't my favourite.”“Aww that's the eighth time this week?” Violet appears and slings an arm over his shoulder. “I love strawberry jam. Can I —”Jonas snatches the donut and stuffs it into his mouth. “Fuck off,”The rest of the office bursts out laughing. I smile too, shaking my head at their antics. “I have to go now, I'm sure Mr —”“Miss Carter!” A loud deep voice shakes the very foundation of the office. Everyone winces, and murmurs rise i
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