LOGINNancyI quickly glanced at Mr. Lincoln; what was his child talking about? Why did he want me to be his mother? I saw the man take a deep breath before pulling Bj onto his lap.“I apologize; BJ’s mom passed away shortly after he was born, so my son grew up without a mother,” Mr. Lincoln said seriously.I nodded. So that was the reason. Poor BJ—he was longing for a mother’s care, but why hadn't his dad found a new partner? It seemed impossible that he hadn't had any "side chicks," unlike his cousin.Did Shane have a hundred side girlfriends, too? Or even more?Was his "equipment" huge as well?Was it as long, big, and pleasurable as Sir Dwayne’s "jumbo hotdog"?Heh! I’m such a pervert!“I never looked for a replacement for BJ’s mom after that; she was my first love. We never got married because she passed away so soon. She was only six months pregnant when she suddenly went into labor after suffering a heart attack. The baby was saved, but his mother wasn't. My son spent three months in
NancyI stepped off the plane with tear-filled eyes. I was now in a foreign land, and I knew for certain that Sir Dwayne and I would never see each other again. The $100 million he gave me was a massive sum; I could live a life of luxury until old age without ever having to work again.However, I preferred to keep my mind occupied, so I thought about starting a small business—anything to keep me from constantly thinking about him.I was walking out of the airport when I saw a little boy—looking no older than three—suddenly run after a small dog, putting himself directly in the path of an oncoming car.Without a second thought, I threw my body in the way and hugged the child to save both him and the puppy. I felt the vehicle strike my back, though the impact wasn't severe; fortunately, the driver had managed to brake in time.Chaos erupted at the airport, and security personnel rushed over, but I was even more startled when nearly a dozen men in black suits surrounded us."Sir BJ, are
DwayneI paced back and forth in my room after handing the divorce papers to Nancy. I couldn't quite figure out why I was so angry; after all, it wasn't a big deal to me whether anything happened between Nancy and me.It was just sex.Technically, we were married, so that sort of thing was normal, right? Even if we weren't a real couple.I felt a twinge of regret for calling her "ugly." The truth was, she wasn't actually ugly—she was just a nerd with a terrible sense of style—but the night before, I had seen and felt just how beautiful and smooth her skin was.When I heard a knock, I was certain it was Nancy on the other side of the door. Maybe she was coming to apologize. Since she was the one worried about my mom, I decided to let it slide.I would just make it clear to her that I viewed her strictly as a secretary and nothing more. I started to smile, but it vanished instantly when I saw that it was actually Manang Gloria, our housekeeper, standing outside."Sir, Madam Elena is cry
NancySir Leo was gone?I covered my mouth in shock, but this was no time to indulge in emotions. I immediately called the helpers and the driver to help carry Madam Elena to the car.I supported Sir Dwayne, who was still in a daze.“Sir…”With tears in my eyes, I helped him into the car and we sped off. Upon arriving at the hospital, Sir Leo’s face was already covered.“We did everything we could, but his body finally gave out,” the head doctor of the hospital said tearfully.Madam Elena clutched her husband’s body and wailed, while Sir Dwayne went on a rampage, smashing the machines.“None of you are worth anything!” he screamed.My own tears flowed, and before I realized what I was doing, I ran over to Sir Dwayne and hugged him tightly to stop him from thrashing. He hugged me back and cried on my shoulders.Three days later, Sir Leo was finally laid to rest at his final resting place. I was deeply grateful to him because he was the one who had hired me to be his son's secretary.Ma
NancyI fought back the tears threatening to fall. I prayed for the elevator doors to open so my suffering would finally end. I already knew that Sir Dwayne frequently hooked up with many women, but Janella was different. He actually liked her, and had almost considered marrying her.When the elevator doors opened, I stepped out first and unlocked the door to Sir Dwayne’s office. He carried Janella inside while she giggled softly, and I was the one who closed the door behind them.I slumped onto the floor as the sound of their moans echoed through the air. It hurt. It hurt so much. So this was what it felt like for wives whose husbands cheated on them.Yet my situation was even harder because even though we were married, it was only on paper.I bore his name, but not his heart. I rushed to the bathroom and cried my eyes out. I’m such a cornball, I scolded myself.Why am I even hurting when we don't actually have a real relationship?I took a few deep breaths to steady myself before fi
Nancy“Ma? Why don’t you like her? Janella is a well-known actress. She has many endorsements and shows. You will like her. I’m sure I can just talk to her into being my temporary wife. The last will only states that I need to have a wife before my dad dies,” Sir Dwayne said.“I don’t like her. Do you think I didn't run a background check on your women? Janella is one of those with undisclosed meetings with many politicians and wealthy men. And I am sure that woman is a gold digger; she won't agree to just be your contract wife, and she certainly won't agree to sign a pre-nuptial agreement,” Madam Elena answered seriously.I accidentally nodded, which made Madam Elena look at me thoughtfully.“Dwayne, why not Nancy instead?” she asked.I was stunned and pointed at myself, “M-Me?”“Why not ask Nancy? She’s loyal to you. To her, it will just be another part of her job,” Madam Elena said while massaging her chin.I swallowed hard and looked at Sir Dwayne. He looked back at me, then let o







