Divorced and desired:my boss’s obsession

Chapter 1 Vincenzo stood under the warm water. He was starting to relax. Then his phone rang. He sighed and turned off the water. He stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around his waist. He walked over to the counter and picked up his phone. "Giovanni," he answered. "Vincenzo, it's time we discussed your future," his grandfather said. Vincenzo's eyes narrowed. "What about my future?" "You need to find a wife, Vincenzo," his grandfather said. "Someone who can give you an heir. It's time for you to settle down." Vincenzo's jaw clenched. "I don't need a wife. I can handle the family business on my own." Giovanni sighed. "Vincenzo, you promised me you would come to my 71st birthday party with your future wife." Vincenzo's eyes flashed with annoyance. "I didn't promise you that. And even if I did, I'm not a child who can be forced into marriage." As he argued with his grandfather, a face flashed in his mind - Camilla, his secretary. He quickly pushed the thought aside, re

Chapter 3 Camilla sat on the bed pounding on the marriage proposal. Vincenzo left the room a while ago, with the aim of giving her space to think about the proposal. Vincenzo didn't tell her his purpose for the marriage, but hers is clear. She needed someone as powerful as Vincenzo, if she really wants to have her revenge on Ryder and Sophia. She stood up from the bed, then started pacing round the room. Agreeing to this marriage has a lot of benefits for her, like what Vincenzo had told her she has to bear him an heir. So her childs future will be secured, but what about her family reaction. They never liked Ryder, that's one thing. But what will be their reaction, if she told them that she was married? They would freak out. But Whatever would be their reaction, she knew she had to face it. She needed this marriage, cause it would benefit her in many ways. Nevertheless, she walk back to the bed and pick up her phone. She dialed her father's number. At each ring, the rate in whic

chapter 5 A grand party was held. the sound of guest laughing, and some charting filed the air. The atmosphere was lively, with the clicking of glass and happiness in the air. Camilla stood by the stairs, with Lucia standing behind her. she looked like a princess right out of a disney movie. Her eyes scanning each face in the hall, looking for one person. She clenched her fist together, and breathed hard in silence. Being here reminds her of the times she was with Ryder. All of the times he make her attend parties and following him around like lost puppy. It was now she realized what she has been going through, in the hands of that ungrateful, manipulative bastered. she clenched her teeth, feeling irritated. Lucia whispered in her ear. “Ms. Torricelli. if you are looking for Master Torricelli, I don’t think you will find him now. He is probably attending to some family friends. so why don’t you enjoy the party?” Camilla glanced at lucia, reasoning what she said. She rea

Chapter 7 “I’m the only one to be called Daddy” Vincenzo said as he stepped into the room, Camilla looks up at him with raised eyebrows. He was dressed in an all-black Gucci suit, with white long sleeves. His stunning Louboutin shoes clicked the floor as he walked towards her. “Where are you going?” She asked, changing the topic. After their so-called wedding last night, she made it her mission to stay bold. She is married to a rich and powerful man, and she wants to live that name for their two years of marriage. “Work” He simply answered. He placed his knee on the bed, resting both of his hands beside her as he caged her between his arms. She shifted back uncomfortably before taking slow breaths. “How was your night, what should I call you? Mummy” He said in a calm seductive voice. She gazed into his eyes and got lost staring at his beautiful brown eyes. As he leaned in, their noses brushed, and their foreheads touched. She closed her eyes immediately and held her breath, waiting to

Chapter 9 “Honeymoon? Isn’t this supposed to be a contract marriage? Why is there a honeymoon?” Camilla questioned, demanding an answer. “I’m not in a place to answer these questions; ask Nonno instead,” Vincenzo said, glancing briefly at her. “This is bullshit; it’s our marriage, not his. We can say no to the honeymoon if we want. What would others think? They will think something’s off between us. A boss can’t be absent at the same time as his secretary,” she retorted. He just sighed before turning his attention to her, focusing his gaze on her. “Save your strength for tonight, Mills. The decision is already made, and that’s final. There will be someone here in our absence,” he explained, and she flushed. Her cheeks turned bright red, not because of the nickname he had given her but because of the “tonight” part he said. Gosh, she had almost forgotten about that. Vincenzo saw her red cheeks and acted like he didn’t, chuckling inwardly. “How long are we staying?” Camilla asked, push