The Ceo’s Masked Secret Wife Novels & Stories

**COLE LUCAS CONFIRMS SECRET MARRIAGE** **MYSTERY WOMAN IDENTIFIED AS WIFE** **CEO DENIES AFFAIR — CLAIMS WIFE IN PHOTOS** Inside Cole Designs, the building seemed to collectively lose the ability to function normally. Conversations stopped mid-sentence. Phones appeared in hands that had been holding nothing a moment before. People gathered in doorways and beside reception desks and at the edges of conference rooms, watching the same footage on different screens, wearing the same expression — the particular, disoriented expression of people trying to locate the story they'd believed they were following and realizing it had been replaced by something else entirely. Because the scandal they'd

I asked myself proclaimed girlfriend and the heiress of the Matteo family. "Can't I come see you any longer, Theo?"Seriously, work has been demanding and having her around isn't what I want anyways, she will only distract me with her constant yabbing and I know damn well that she's here for my credit card. Even though she is the heiress, punching out some thousand dollar bills from me is something she does on a regular basis, so I am actually not surprised. I handed out my card "Here, go, my driver will take you for your shopping spree, get whatever it is you want.". With that I got an unsolicited hug from Laurel.

Then the whole room seemed to explode with questions. “They’re married?” “Since when?” “Is it true it was a secret wedding?” Sebastian just smiled, pulled me closer, and answered everything calmly, without letting go of my hand. “Yes, we’re married. Yes, it was discreet because Fiona was always more important than the spotlight. And today I want the whole world to know: this incredible woman is my wife, and I’m the luckiest guy on the planet because she said yes.” I felt my heart jump out of my mouth. Tears came without asking permission, but I smiled so much my cheeks hurt.

I was about to push it open when a man in a light gray shirt stepped out first. I took one look and knew he was exactly the type Serena Vaughn would like—clean-cut, composed, carrying himself with quiet steadiness. “And you are?” he asked. His eyes swept quickly over Ethan in my arms, and his expression shifted. “I’m Serena’s husband, Lucas Drake,” I said evenly. “I came to see how my wife managed to sign herself as a family member to your child.” A nurse pushed a treatment cart past us in the hallway, and several family members chatted nearby.

He got into the car they had arrived in and told his driver the address of the place where Sara worked. When he arrived, he stood in front of the receptionist and looked at her fiercely. "Sara Fansheri. Where is she?" The woman looked at him with wide eyes. "I’m sorry, but I can’t give out information about our employees." "Oh, you will give it to me. My name is Emiliano Monter, CEO of Casa Monter, and you’re going to tell me where I can find my wife—or this place will face the consequences."

he felt compelled to add "And you choose to sleep with my best friend? Out of everyone?" I cried out, anger coursing through me as I clenched my fists by my sides. "You see, baby," Emily drowled, feigning sadness, "the problem is, you've always been blind and stupid, and nobody wants stupid and blind.” She said, approaching me with deliberate steps. "I've been having a secret affair with Aiden since you started that useless college course of yours. And believe me, you've been missing out," she said, her hand gently tracing my chin.

“I’m a businessman. This is how the world works. You think your husband can protect you? That he even knows what danger looks like? He’s just a man in love. And love is weak. Love is blind. You—on the other hand—are awake now. I know your husband, he was an errand boy for the infamous Alejandro, he's always been weak” My mouth fell open but no words escaped them He stepped back, smoothing his suit, and nodded to one of the masked men. “You’ll be fine, Cheryl. You’ll get used to it. And if you behave, your child will never know the difference.” A hot tear slid down my cheek as I turned and stared at the corner he’d pointed to. The curtain moved. A young woman stepped out—petite, severe, weari

**Elena** The silent whispers from the crowd was enough to humiliate me. I stared intently at Xavier, searching for something..anything, that would indicate it was all a joke. “It’s no secret that my wife, Helena, hides her face behind a mask, and I want it to stay that way”. Why did he have to mention the mask again?. I could feel sweat dripping down my temple. “There are certain things I do not wish to discuss in my marriage, so I made this choice”. He continued speaking, his voice echoing through the crowd.

Even the dress she used to wear when she worked at Ladder to Paradise was more appropriate than the young woman's. "You're not going to answer my question? Just because you're the CEO's wife, do you think you can ignore me? How arrogant!” The secretary suddenly walked around her desk before closing the distance between her and Vivian, and she once again surveyed Vivian's appearance from head to toe. “Perhaps it was your skills in bed that managed to seduce our CEO, right? But I think your skills alone are not enough. Don't you know that your husband is still looking for fun outside your bedroom? Maybe it's because you weren't good enough for him, right? He even looks for fun while working in

"Did you see that?" "Yes, I see." "Mr. Noel seems happier than ever lately." "Yes, you're right. Since his secretary left the company Mr. Noel is like a living corpse and now it's the other way around. How strange!" "Maybe Mr. Noel was just getting some nutrition from his extraordinarily beautiful wife." "Hahaha, you're crazy! They are indeed an ideal husband and wife. A rich, successful and handsome businessman side by side with Hollywood's most popular actress! Who can resist their charms, right?"