Not A Wife, Not A Mom: She's An It Boss Now! Novels & Stories

"You see, it's something he'll be regretting for a good many years." As he handed a stack of papers back to her, their fingers touched. The short, sharp touch shocked her, an explosion of nearness that excited and scared her but offcourse she knew that professionalism must be kept at work. In the space of an hour, she had turned her entire working life. She wasn't any worker. She was a boss, The Billionaire CEO’s Fiance. And she'd done it all by herself. It was exciting to understand.

“It’s said that for the power of the rich man who supports her secretly, even they are her family, they do not dare to say anything. They have been quite angry at her.” “Who’s the boss behind her?” “Who knows? But judging from the fact that he dares to offend the Waals family, he must be a very powerful person!” “Huh ... this is too disgusting! How can she do that?” “Yeah, I once thought that she was a tough businesswoman, but it turns out that she relies on men to get to the top, she’s simply shameless!”

She was breathing heavily. He anxiously held her hand and exclaimed with a concern, "Then why're we even wasting time here? Let's go to hospital right now." “N-No, Don't worry. Everything is alright. I mean, I can go by myself. You don't have to worry. You know very well that today is crucial, and you're the head chef. You can't just tag along with me. I'm just a subordinate, and my absence won't impact the work much. But if you come along, it'll cause issues." She forced a smiled on her thin lips that were still trembling, "Boss, Chef Emma, and Chef Jack might face problems. You know I'm not cool with that, right? So, please, don't worry. I'll go on my own. I'll make sure to inform you, alr

This third lady of the Tang family also takes herself too seriously. But if you think about these words in your heart, Sasha's physical condition is not good, and he doesn't want to make trouble, so he pretended not to hear Ingrid's words, and looked at Sasha intently. "Wife, I want to tell you good news, I was promoted by the boss to become the manager of the company's economic department today." Edward was the first to share this news with Sasha: "And there is one more artist in hand, which can be regarded as past the probation period."

“Work? I don't get it.” “Your wife works for my company,” Anthony said. Jake’s mouth hung open, his eyes wide as the realization hit him like a physical blow. “You must be mistaken. Anna working here? There must be a mix-up,” Jake said, his eyes darting frantically to Anna. “There isn’t any mix-up, Jake. I work here now,” Anna said. Her voice was steady and loud. Jake’s hand slipped off her arm as if he’d been burned. He stood frozen on the spot.

she cleaned my rears with the back of her hands while I smiled in appreciation. I stared at her for minutes contemplating if I should let my heart out if not anything but at least to lift the burden off my chest. Hell no! I'm a public fighure, the only heir and Ceo of Evan’s jewelry. One rumor out there and my career is ruined and fucked up. “The workload has been much lately”. I murmured, she look at me slowly and smiled. She probably sensed I was holding back and didn't want to press further. “Take a day off….call in sick or something”. The strange women offered suggestions but the more I stared at her the more I needed the presence of my mother or maybe my father.

I said looking up to catch her gaze. She started laughing so hard that I looked back to see if someone was there or something funny was happening. “I wouldn’t address myself as that if I were you! Jay told me you were used as a collateral and you’ll be gone in a few years. So if I was you I’d not call myself a wife and avoid any form of relationship with him. I am the only one made for jay and everyone knows it”. She said proudly. I found her funny because what in the world? Was she trying to place a claim on him? Like him!!!

“What am I?” “You’re the placeholder.” She tilted her head and looked at me like she was admiring a painting in a museum she was about to buy. “Don’t look so sad, sweetie. You did your job. You kept the seat warm. You walked his grandmother to the bathroom. You were a perfectly nice little stand-in, and now the real wife is home. You should thank me, honestly. If my brothers had known Nate had a wife on the side, you’d have been out years ago!”

she places her hand next to mine, "I'm a person with a good heart, please trust me." "Oh my God, don't scare me," I pull my hand away from hers, my heart continues to race uncontrollably, I feel like I'm going to pass out. "Calm down, I'll start now," she takes a deep breath and continues, "you know that my job is to be the secretary of the president of the technology company, and today... I'm sorry, but my boss owns that company, and more, however, he has a small problem to continue being the owner of everything, he must get married."

"So, tell me, how come a beautiful woman like you is single? No man in your life? What a shame." I thinned my lips. "None at the moment. I'm focused on my career, not a relationship. It's not a priority in my life." "Ah, I see. You're one of those independent, career-driven women. And definitely not wife material." His words caught me off guard and I paused, "Excuse me? Not wife material? What is that supposed to mean?" "Exactly what I said. You're not wife material. You're focused on your career, you probably don't even know what a kitchen looks like. Am I right?"