I Married A Ceo In A Flash Novels & Stories

Few years ago, I was just a waiter but I'm now married to the CEO of one of the biggest company in the world. I never imagined that kind of huge turn around but I guess destiny and fate are unpredictable. I have my family and little sister with me. My parents might not be here but I'm sure they will be happy and proud of me wherever they may be. Although, my life wasn't really smooth. I had to go through so many things. But I'm still grateful that today, I'm the wife to one of the richest and best man on earth. THE END.............

The man standing before the room, the one everyone was whispering about, the one making every woman in sight swoon… was Alexander Evans. Her husband. A gasp slipped from her lips before she could stop it. A few heads turned to her, but most dismissed it as another girl smitten at first sight. Sophia, however, was in shock. Her husband, the man she had breakfast with that morning, the man who kissed her goodbye before she left for work was the CEO of the company she had been working at for months. And she had no idea. Across the room, Alexander’s icy demeanor cracked, just slightly. His lips twitched in the faintest of smirks, his blue eyes twinkling with amusement.

Every attempt ended in failure and those who had been hoping to set the single CEO up with other women were desperate to know her origins and who she was aligned with. Several weeks later, Ethan posted a simple response to his social media which read: Hello, today I would like to ask for your congratulations! I was lucky enough to meet the love of my life by chance, and we decided to get married early this morning! Please wish us luck as we journey through life together! We will hold a formal ceremony soon, but we couldn’t wait to tie the knot, so we are legally married in the eyes of the court as of 11am today. I love you to the moon and back my Dear! Attached was an image of Ethan kissing

No one liked me and some of them had eyes for Anthony, even though they hated him so I could imagine what they were saying about me but I didn’t care about what they said before and so I won’t care about what they said now. We arrived in front of our offices, and I felt strange seeing the door to my office. Days and even years ago, I was just an assistant and now, I am a married woman. I was married to one of the richest men in the United States and a celebrity Ceo. It was weird working as a married couple, and I didn’t want to hope that he was already thinking about it. “Send me the schedule,” he said and opened the door to his office and walked in.

She flashed me that smug little smile. And why wouldn't she be proud? Her boyfriend was the CEO of Busch Corp. The same man I married. She called my husband—so yeah, I couldn't call him now.

Karen looked horrified, she froze the moment she saw her and Axle, well he was horrified too. "E-Ember?" Karen asked. She was shaking. "Not this again…let me introduce myself. My name is Jennifer Myers and I am in charge of COS's projects and as you know I am also the CEO's fiancee. So I was told that I would be having lunch with you both to…if possible discuss business with you, but things changed at the last minute and my fiance couldn't come but that won't stop us from discussing anything now will it?" She asked. She had a smile on her face.

A car drove and stopped in front of the courtroom, the car looked expensive and it was indeed expensive. Just as the reporters ran over to get a picture, another car stopped behind the car. They all moved aside again waiting for the owner of the car to fully alight so that they can take pictures and ask questions. After all today's divorce is a fastest Divorce of the century. The CEO of Mars Enterprise and The Heir of The Lake's enterprise who got married are getting divorce less than month after the got married.

“I’m giving you a choice. And unlike your father, I believe in honoring choices.” He gestured casually to the document on his desk. It was thick. White. With my name printed in bold, unforgiving letters at the top. *Marriage Agreement.* “Option A,” he said, ticking off a finger. “You sign this. You become my wife for exactly one year. You play the part. You smile for the cameras. You attend the galas. You act like you adore me. In exchange, I wipe your father’s two-million-dollar debt. Clean slate. No interest. No penalties.”

One of the more gossipy coworkers gave me a wink and asked playfully, “Isn’t it weird though? Your husband actually agreed for you to transfer to Springdale?” I smiled faintly and replied, “He’s not my husband. We didn’t get married. We broke up.” The moment I spoke, I felt a heated, panicked gaze on my back. I turned around to see that James was standing right behind me.

“Any plans for children soon?” Each question felt like a weight, pressing harder against the facade I was trying to maintain. I stole a glance at Ivan, who remained unfazed, his answers quick and practiced. He was used to this—he’d been in the public eye for years. But I wasn’t. I wasn’t prepared for the relentless pressure, the prying eyes, the way they dissected every word, every movement. Finally, one reporter’s question cut through the noise, and I froze. “Mrs. Carlos, rumors have been swirling about how quickly your marriage came together. Some say it was more of a business arrangement than a love story. Care to comment?”