Done Being The CEO's Wife

Angelica

Having lost my mum was already draining the hell out of me and now I have to step in and take my step-sister’s place of getting married to an arrogant peacock. Hell I wouldn't be here if not because of my mother, but then again…she spent her whole life building Montez Group of Companies and in a blink of an eye after her death her evil best friend, A.K.A my stepmother has almost squandered the business altogether with her frivolous, nonchalant daughter.

As if that was not enough I have to deal with this man right here, fuck!!! Can my life get any worse at this point? I won't be screaming if it's someone humble and sensible, but we are talking about Alexandre Dollarze the proud heir to Dollarze Conglomerate, the annoying motherfucker who thinks he's doing me a favor by accepting the marriage contract while in turn we both need each other, 

He urgently needs a wife to ascend the position of the CEO, and without me that position might fall into the wrong hands, and me? I need his name to save my family business, everyone knows the Dollarze all over the country and once I get married to him, big companies will not be afraid to invest in Montez Group cause they will take it as my husband is financially stable and backing me up, so with his name I can rebuild the Montez Group and protect my mother's hard work and legacy.

What I never expected is that he would be a piss of shit. I stared at the handsome and cold-hearted man standing before me with a contract in his hand

“As you're signing this contract you should bear in mind that this marriage is just for the benefit of our families, my parents will help revive your father's company while you marry me till I become the CEO of my father's company. This marriage is strictly transactional so don't expect any husband duties from me, and lastly” he smirked and took two steps closer, standing few meters away from me with his hands tucked in his pocket

“I have my rules” He blurted out with his eyes fixed on me, is he trying to intimidate me?

“Go on and name them,” I said with a proud face, my hands folded below my boobs, as I refused to be intimidated 

“My number one rule is: My private life should be none of your business, I can do whatever I want and you can do whatever you want, I can bring in any woman of my choice into this house and you can't do anything about it” 

“Is that all?”

“Of course not, I have my second rule,” He said with a grin annoying the hell out of me

“Go on and spill it already” I said impatiently 

“My second rule is, you can't bring a man into my mansion” He muttered and took another step closer, this time we are few inches apart 

“If you can bring a woman home then why can't I do the same?” I raged, but instead of replying, he leaned down to my level, staring right into my eyes with a cocky smirk on his annoyingly handsome face,

“Cause it's my mansion, I make the rules, you're only job is to listen and follow them’

For some reasons I couldn't hold back my laughter so I ended up laughing to his face, his expression turned into confusion, 

“Are you laughing at me?”

“The last rule, what is it?” My expression suddenly turned cold, he gave me a weird smile and lean back, cleared his throat 

“And the last rule is, I can have your body whenever I want” 

“Impossible” 

“That's fine the door is open” He shrugged nonchalantly and sat down on the couch with his legs crossed among each other, 

I clenched my fist and gritted my teeth in anger, looking at the rich brat that was sitting before me, I felt like smashing his face, the fact that he acted as if the whole world revolved around him is already pissing me off, 

“Change the last rule” 

“Never?” 

“And why can't you? Our marriage is not based on attachment so why do you still want to have sex with me?”

“Don't get me wrong you're not my type, you're already slim like a bone I know for a fact no man would want you, and your blonde hair is so tacky and unattractive do you even wash it at all, your tan skin is so pale like that of a cancer patient and you're too short for me, you should probably check yourself in the mirror and count yourself lucky that the Heir Of Dollarze Conglomerate is taking you in as a contract wife, many ladies are ready to die for this position”

I closed my eyes in anger trying to calm my nerves, this peacock has looked down on me a lot

“For the records I'm not just any girl, so best believe me that I would not be here if I had other options, I pity a girl that will settle for a man like you” He chuckled and shake the glass of wine in his hand before taking a sip from it,

“I have a girlfriend, and trust me she's everything you cannot be, you're only here because your pathetic parents went on their knees and pleaded for my wealthy family to help them”

“Can you stop insulting my family”

“Do you have a choice? No, you don't, sign the damn papers or get out I have a date to catch” He lashed looking at his Rolex 

I angrily pulled out the Contract paper and signed my signature, 

“Done!” I hissed and slammed the paper In Front of him, I took my luggage ready to go upstairs

“Where do you think you're going?” Came his cold voice, I sighed and turned to him

“To my room, where else?”

“Not so fast, I need you to do something for me” 

“What?” I asked with a clenched fist, I know the peacock is about to spew shit

“My girlfriend is coming over, I need you to make something for us to eat”

I look around me, and obviously, I don't see any other person

“Are you talking to me?” I asked pointing at myself

“Of course”

“Hmm” I smiled and looked at him with killer eyes

“Tell me you're joking”

“Do I look like a joker?” He smirks, right now I feel like destroying that annoying smirk

“You have a hand you can help yourself, beside it was not stated in the contract that I would be your cook” I winked at him walking upstairs

“I swear if you don't stop right now I'm going to tear this contract!”

I halted on my step and turned to him with a smile

“Tear it, what are you waiting for?”