A Whirlwind Marriage With The Beautiful Ceo の小説・ストーリー

Even though she were married. It didn't bother him that she was. It wasn't a real marriage after all. It was an arranged one, it hadn't even been publicized and if not that she had confessed unknowingly to him, he wouldn't have known that the CEO of EMC Conglomerates was a married man. He shaked his head, still in disbelief.

I felt a sudden dizziness before my eyes fell on another photo and when I touched it, my mind literally blew up. It was me in a god damn rich dress, standing beside him. Not only beside him but wrapped into his arm. When did this even happen? I scrolled towards the personal details and touched at the ‘Spouse’ option, only to get another mini heart attack. “Jennifer Wingsley Brown.” I mumbled in haze and stared at our pictures together before the car stopped, pulling me out of my shock. He was right. He's my husband. We are married. I'M MARRIED?!?

The cold CEO and his scandalous wife. Elena sat alone in her room, scrolling through endless headlines. Every comment, every photo felt like another blade. Then her phone buzzed again—an unknown number. She hesitated, then answered. “Hello?” A woman’s voice whispered through static. “Poor Elena… caught in a game you don’t understand.” “Who is this?” “Someone who knows your husband far better than you ever will.” Her blood ran cold. “Vivienne Roth.” A soft laugh. “You’re learning.”

"And eventually you will be my wife because next week we’ll get married already.” “H-How long do I have to pretend?" “Three months. After three months, we’ll file a divorce. As simple as that.” “W-What if... what if they find out about this agreement? I mean, it's really surprising to know that a rich CEO like you would marry a poor woman like me, right?” I told him with my brows furrowed. He heaved a deep sigh before responding. “They won’t know unless you make it obvious. I will pay you a huge amount of money, so you need to make sure you’ll be able to make them believe.”

Each one angled to look more intimate than it was, captions suggesting secret meetings and corporate espionage. "Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck." I scrolled through more articles, each one worse than the last. Anonymous sources claiming I was feeding company secrets to James. Speculation about my marriage being a cover for corporate sabotage. I scrolled down to the comment section. Big mistake. Gold digger caught red handed Poor Alexander Carter. Married a snake She's obviously using him for insider information Sleeping her way to the top like a common whore This is what happens when CEOs marry employees. Nothing but a power grab

"I like your debating nature, so debate with me all the time. I have a lot of topics that can be debated between us. Besides, I won't lie when I say that you really make my masculine soul roar." Vlora looked at her watch and realized that they had been in the restaurant for over an hour. That was surely a signal for Andreas to finish his preamble soon. "I'll say it again. You are beautiful and perfect. You are the embodiment of my dream woman." The preamble had concluded. Vlora let out a long sigh. “I believe that if we get married, this marriage will be unparalleled in the world. There won't be any romantic proposals, instead, it will be a process of lobbying,” Vlora said.

Even after the raise, my base salary was only a hundred dollars more than a newcomer's, yet I did ten times the work. She was always feeding me empty promises, telling me not to worry. She said that once we got married, I'd have half the company, all the money, and anything else I could ever want. But I waited five years. I waited until the wedding invitations in the drawer had yellowed. Until the keepsakes had gathered dust. And still, I never saw our wedding. Instead, all I got was her favoritism toward Jude, her betrayal, their marriage certificate, and even their wedding photos.

His mother replied. "Not even the ultimate Alpha," Leowulf commented "Not even your father." Leowulf knew why only the priests were allowed to have two wives. It's something he gets jealous of at times. They have a wife who is to be the mother of their worldly children and women, who will be mother of their spiritual children. These spiritual children are the ones who could become the next priests. Their children whom they had in order to satisfy their lust, were not worthy of being the priests. And this applies to every of the 12 priests who stand as mediators between the goddess and the people.

Wilson, equally stunned, had never imagined his first encounter with the new CEO would be with his ex-wife because he never thought that the CEO would turn out to be the same woman who he took everything from and also divorced 7 years ago, leaving her with nothing but the choice to roam on the streets of LA. Wilson snickered. "So this means that Lilian had gotten remarried right after our divorce? That slutty bitch couldn't even wait to run into the arms of another man and bear him children. Something she couldn't even do while being married to me." He thought, disgust etched on his face as he glared at her. According to the information he had, it was said that the new CEO was the mother of

"Mr. Zane, you're familiar with the Browns of PrimeCorp in Southwood, right? They threw a wedding that had every young girl green with envy. But just six years later, Mr. Brown audaciously brought his mistress home and moved her into his bedroom, all in front of his wife. When Mrs. Brown had had enough, she spilled the beans. And before their scandal surfaced, they were publicly parading their love." The public fallout of PrimeCorp's CEO couple, causing several publicly traded company stocks to plummet, was indeed a significant news story. Abigail naturally kept an eye on it. During working hours, her focus was on how it could impact Zane Corporation's stock market performance. But like any