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I stepped out of my car after parking it and made my way towards the office building. The ride up to my floor was unusually quiet since the office was still mostly empty. Of course, it was. I had arrived early. It was because there was a mountain of pending work waiting for me. I sighed as I thought about everything I had to deal with today... again. It had been five days since I became the head designer, yet the employees' attitude towards me remained the same. I had tried my best to be friendly and approachable. I hadn't complained about anything, even though they had given me more than enough reasons to. Julia still hadn't finished the designs, and I had to gather the old records myself because Helena refused to do it. Chloe ignored every task I assigned to her, claiming she was too busy with the other collection work. But it wasn't enough. To make matters worse, the work on the summer collection had barely progressed, and our deadline was getting close. In the end, many of the
My new office wasn't anything grand. It was simply another cubicle right beside Kristy's office. She had mentioned that they would make a few modifications later, but honestly, I didn't mind even if they didn't. I was perfectly content with what I had. Once I settled into my chair, I turned on my computer and began going through the files Kristy had sent me. They contained everything I needed to know about the ongoing projects, clients, upcoming assignments, and other important details. There was so much to catch up on. At first, I felt overwhelmed by the amount of information, but slowly, everything began to make sense. Still, it took me the entire morning to go through everything. I was so absorbed in my work that I completely lost track of time. "You know, you don't have to finish everything in one day. You need to eat too." My attention was drawn away from the computer by the familiar voice. I raised my head and saw Elara standing in front of my desk with a warm smile on he
I knew what was going through the minds of almost every board member in the room. They all believed I had been handed this position because of Andreas. In their eyes, I had never been worthy of anything. They had made that very clear over the years. Every design I created was either ignored or credited to someone else. Their excuse was always the same... I lacked experience. Even when my work was selected, my name was often removed as the designer. They called me useless and claimed I had only gotten the job because I was Gerald Watson's granddaughter. The irony was almost laughable. Nicole had been just as inexperienced when she was appointed the head of the jewelry brand. Yet no one questioned her qualifications the way they questioned mine. But I refused to let their doubtful stares shake my confidence. I had expected this from the moment I made that deal with uncle Matthew, and I wasn't about to back down now. Yes, I had agreed to marry Andreas, but not without setting my own c
I stepped into the company lobby, clutching my bag tightly. Today was an important day, and I desperately wanted everything to go smoothly. However, the moment I entered the lobby, I could feel countless eyes turning towards me. I was returning to the company after almost two weeks... after the scandal involving Andreas King and the announcement of our marriage. Although the news had not yet reached the media, it had already spread throughout the company since many employees had attended the engagement party. Without looking anywhere, I headed straight for the elevator. The atmosphere on the floor where I worked was no different from the lobby. Curious eyes followed me as I signed my attendance in the receptionist's record book. The receptionist, Lyra, stared at me as if I were some kind of alien. I offered her a small smile before making my way to the manager's office. But before I could reach the office, someone called out, making me stop in my tracks. "Ony." I closed my
The sounds of skin slapping and her soft moans filled the room. I held her waist tightly, quickening my pace. She was bent over the couch as I thrust into her from behind. I was close. After a few deep thrusts, I finally reached my release. I took a moment to steady my breathing before pulling away and letting go of her waist. She collapsed onto the couch, exhausted. I calmly adjusted my clothes before turning towards the bathroom. I don’t bother to look at her. However, she grabbed my hand, making me stop. "You're amazing," she whispered as her lips curled into a satisfied smile. I slowly looked at her. With her eyes half-lidded, she looked clearly satisfied. Then again, every woman did. It wasn't anything new. A smirk appeared on my face. "Don't worry about the deal," she added softly. "I'll make sure my husband signs it." I reached out and grabbed her jaw. My eyes turned dark and unreadable. "Why should I worry when I know I have you on my side?" Her eyes brightened, mistakin
Silence filled the office. For a few seconds, neither of us spoke. Then his eyes narrowed slightly before a faint smirk appeared on his lips. Under different circumstances, I might have admired how unfairly handsome he looked with that arrogant smile. "And why exactly would I do that?" he asked calmly. The amusement in his expression irritated me even more, as though this entire situation was entertaining to him. And that made me bold enough to blurt out everything I wanted to say. "Because there’s no need for a marriage. We just kissed. It’s not like we slept together and I became pregnant with your child, so now you have to marry me. It was just a scandal. With time, no one will even remember it." His smirk deepened. "You have a point." My heart lifted slightly. "Then... will you cancel the wedding?" "No." The answer came without hesitation. I frowned. "Why?" "Because I need a wife," he replied casually, as though he were discussing a business deal instead of marria







