Her CEO Wife

Emerald's P.O.V

"Have this ready by dinner time. I don't want this file to be submitted late." her bossy accent was yet again known to me. I felt disgusted.

Her name is Kiyo Lim. She's the coldest person I know in the entire universe. I haven't seen her smile in the two months that we've been living together. She was quite tall, had a great physique, and a beautiful face. But it all comes down to her nasty personality. The first time we met, I knew we wouldn't click. But I had no choice. In order for me to get my inheritance, first I must marry the assigned girl for me.

Yes, I'm in a rich but traditional family when it comes to partners. I guess that also applies to Kiyo's family. We never really met prior to our marriage. It was quite funny. I never really thought of marrying anyone that I didn't love, and now here I am. With the most shitty person ever.

She was great and all, but I just couldn't vibe with her personality. She owns her own business, but she's still under her family's influence, hence the marriage. It was quite funny though, seeing how she was so independent. No one knows about our marriage. We preferred it that way. We weren't exactly happy about this arranged marriage. We were just forced. What I don't know is what she's after. She knows that I'm only in this marriage because of the inheritance. I told her that.

I didn't want her to think that I was in this marriage because of her. She didn't exactly tell me what she was after, but I don't want to assume that it was me. Heck, we don't even know each other that well. I still wonder what she is going to get after this marriage.

I shook my head, thinking that I should only think about myself.

We were inside her office. She insisted that I visit because her grandfather wanted me to tag along with her. Her grandfather was keen about quality time, spending time with each other. I was okay with it since I'm self-employed and I have versatile working hours, unlike hers.

"Yes, Ma'am," her diligent worker said before being dismissed by her boss.

"What exactly am I supposed to do here?"

"Sit quietly and never speak again." she coldly spat. I giggled, not really paying attention to her cold demeanor.

It's been two months since we started living together. At first, I wasn't accustomed to her harsh treatment. Her outright honestly. It would get to me, but after quite a while, I'm used to it. She's much harsher when we're at home. So this is quite easy for me. This level of coldness? Psh, easy peazy.

"I'm going to roam around."

We haven't had any sexual intercourse. We didn't exactly talk about that, nor did we talk about partners outside our marriage. I'm not exactly looking for someone at the moment as I am more focused on that inheritance, but if she were with someone outside of our marriage, then that would be totally fine for me. I don't really care. If she were okay with me having sex with her, then that would be nice as well.

She has a great body- one that is to die for. If I were given the chance to fuck her senseless, then I would. Putting her in her place would be a great taste of her own medicine.

"Do what you want." she said.

"Alright,"

I exited her office, which was at the top of the building. I don't want to be much of a brag, but I'm quite handsome. If Kiyo was beautiful, I would be handsome with my short hair and build. I know how to dress up much better than men can and I treat women with respect.

I roamed around, attracting attention inside her office. A smile was a great kick. Girls murmured among themselves with smiles on their faces as they looked at me, eyeing me hungrily. I winked, being a bit flirty inside the office. I had a pass that I was free to roam around, which I heard was quite difficult to do.

Kiyo's business was booming and she was selling.

"Hi, handsome," a woman said, grinning from ear to ear. Her voice was a bit sultry, as if to lure me in. I purred in response.

"At your service, madame-"

"Get back to work." I heard Kiyo's voice out of nowhere.

The woman before me struggled to find her way and was frightened away from me. I rolled my eyes.

"This is an office, not a place to flirt." I shrugged before walking away.

Why was she even there when she said she didn't want me to bother her? I rolled my eyes, and found my way to the cafeteria. I ordered food and was about to pay when the cashier told me not to.

"Oh, please, Miss Emerald, Ms. Kiyo has already instructed us not to let you pay for anything." I scrunched up my nose and raised both of my brows. I was baffled.

"Pardon me? What did she say?"

"She said you were an important guest and, no matter what, you're not allowed to spend anything here." I clicked my tongue.

What a sly woman. I think she's only doing this so I can feel inferior to her. So that when we get home, she's going to rub it in my face that she did me a favor by treating me in her building.

"Alright,"

So she wanted to play this game with me. I got it. Alright. I'll play with you. I gave the cashier a smile and walked away with my food. I ate silently, contemplating whether I should confront Kiyo about this or not.

"What are you thinking about?" a woman's voice shocked me from behind. I flinched before turning around. My train of thoughts was suddenly interrupted.

I turned around, ready to murder the woman, but when I did, she was fucking hot and I noticed that she had big breasts. I grinned before standing up and extending my hand.

"Emerald, Miss?"

"Carmelle," she smiled at me, shaking my hand. I smirked, knowing that she was interested in me. Of course I know that. She approached me with a smile on her face without exactly knowing who I was. I for sure don't look exactly like I was working here.

"Nice to meet you, Carmelle. What do I owe this pleasure to such a beautiful and refined woman such as yourself?" she giggled.

"Please, everyone's talking about you. And I know you."

I raised a brow, suspiciously questioning what her intentions were towards me.

"Oh?"

"You're the heir to Evan Corporation." she was smiling so smugly. I wanted to wipe it off with my hand, but I couldn't. That would ruin her perfectly applied makeup.

"I see. And what business do you have with me?" she smiles.

"Oh, nothing. I'll see you around, Emerald Evans."

I didn't like the girl. There was something in her that screamed dangerous and hostile to me. I clicked my tongue, not able to figure it out. I sat back down again, thinking that maybe coming here was another mistake, like how I blindly agreed to marry Kiyo.

After eating lunch, I went back to Kiyo's office with food in my hand. I know how workaholic she can be. I know that she didn't eat. She just doesn't, unless the food is served in front of her. She doesn't like leaving her desk with unfinished work. She's that stubborn. It's a good thing that I can cook.

"Here," she looked at me with her light brown orbs. Her long eyelashes almost touched her flawless skin. Her fluffy upper lip that I always want to bite.

Although I dislike the woman, I can't exactly deny her beauty and her sexual appeal. The woman was smoking hot and I needed good sex. I'm just scared of being called a sex addict by her.

"Thank you," I turned around, dumbfounded by her sudden gentleness.

The woman just thanked me, which never happened in the two months that we've known each other.

"Don't mention it."

I've done this before. I noticed how she wasn't leaving her office in our house, so I decided to cook for her and deliver it to her office. Not once did I hear her utter a soft mumbling thanks. She was that cold and unappreciative.

The rest of the day ended with nothing else that happened. I slept in her office like a baby. That was my routine whenever I visited here. I sleep, roam around and give her food. We were on our way home. None of us were driving since we have a personal driver. I hated driving. I don't like the traffic, nor stupid drivers. Reckless to the point of death.

Although I have a license, I dislike driving.

When we got home, I went to my office immediately and started working. Like I said, I'm self-employed at the moment. I mostly write novels. I get paid for it, which is okay for now. I also do gigs, traveling around the city, going to bars to perform whatever they want me to perform.

Then I suddenly heard a knock.

"Come in,"

I know for a fact that our maids don't interrupt me and that we were the only ones here since it's already late at night. This was another first for me.

The door opened and revealed a tipsy Kiyo. She was smiling and swindling the bottle of champagne around. I squinted my eyes. Why was she drinking on a weeknight?

"Emeraaald," she slurred. She walked towards me with a smile on her face.

She dodged chairs and tables, books and my cabinets, barely missing an inch until impact. When she was at my side, she grinned wider and sat on my lap.

"HELLO?" I asked, almost screaming. I was panicking.

"Mhmm, you always smell so good." her eyes were barely open and if they were open, they were unsteady.

She wasn't wearing anything on her bottom except for her underwear. She had no bra on and she was wearing a white oversized polo that she didn't button. The first three buttons were left hanging, unkissed with their other halves. I had to force myself to not look at her luscious body as she recklessly hung on.

"Kiyo, you're drunk. You have work tomorrow."

"Oh, please. I need rest from time to time."

She's right. She's been working endlessly for two months. It was normal of her to ask for a rest. When she saw me considering what she said, she grinned again and kissed my cheek. I felt my face getting hot. Was I blushing? From this woman's kiss? This cold woman in front of me that's sitting on my lap, obviously drunk?

"Why aren't you touching me?" she asked, a little airy in my ear. I clenched my jaw.

"Do you even want me to touch you?" she put down the bottle of champagne and stared directly into my eyes. Her mouth was slightly agape.

"I can't deny that you're attractive even in my eyes."

She trailed the point of her index finger from my jawline to my chin, lifting my face so I could look directly at her. Her subtle breathing made my head a little fuzzy. My hands found her thighs, softly caressing them as she hums.

"Kiyo," I breathed out. Everything was going a little slowly, which left me quite needy.

"But you're working, so let's do this another time."

She kissed my lips before grabbing her bottle of champagne and leaving me in this cold room. I couldn't speak nor formulate any comprehensible sentences. I was stunned. What just happened?

I could feel her lips on my lips still, stinging with the taste of champagne. I licked my lips, wanting more of hers. They were soft and fluffy, like how they really look.

"Motherfucker."