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BILLIONAIRE LEGAL WIFE

Chapter 4 

Word Count: 2232    |    Released on: 08/11/2023

s tight denim jeans properly. Roxanne remained leaning against the headboard, the white sheet covering her body. She looked at him with admiration, especially at the part between his t

ed their intimacy, it wasn't a

himself. Roxanne released a soft laugh, knowing well that he

onships seriously. I was a fool to think I could ma

he bluntly stated. He grabbed some water from the mini fridge in the room and too

ommit because you can get us for free. I wa

uation. However, he decided not to argue with her because he wanted to go

beauty, her face and body were perfect in his eyes. But that was it. At twenty-nine, h

ry chest. He pushed her hand away and put on

y, Roxanne. See yo

he finally left her room. He paused for a moment to l

ttle past eight and his schedule for the afternoon wasn't prepared yet. In frustration, he shouted at her in fr

th Abegail?" he

the third time this week,

t of other employees. That's why your secretaries don't last, Jayzee," his father gently advised. He admi

g me I'm the one w

en yes, son. If we're just talking about punctuali

ot making proper schedule for me this afternoon? Even the minut

replace her. But try to tone down your temper with the secretaries, they're

cuss. He learned what happened and shook hi

he commented, his eye

? Are women just good in bed but not

thday dinner?" Elize was his sister, and on such occasions, their families usually gathered for a meal at t

nd sadness in Ethan's eyes. "I know you

ce I met you, her att

. She told me you wer

that's why you pursued her, right?" it said teasingly.

the club later?" He was referring to his father's club, where models and

ou've been with almo

ile he had never taken a woman seriously, his cousin had experienced love failure

nd stood up. He, on the other hand, busi

his father entere

f my decision to make you the CEO

too young to retire," he said to his fath

ve no complaints about you up to the board room. Why shoul

e couldn't believe it. His fa

our decision-making ability, and you can demonstrate your aggressiveness in work in that position. But I am

he was next in line to take over from his father, it wa

with your staff. Several secretarie

omeone who doesn't make too many

ry. You just had a one-night-stand with Monica, you can't mix

u flirted with your secretaries even though it was forbidd

ve known that. If I have to make one wish for you, it is to fall in love the way I did with your mo

aiting for you," he said to

repared dinner because you weren't home last night, we'll be waiting for you at home." He stood up and

led because the one sitting there was almost fifty years old; her hair was neatly tied, mostly white, with thick glasses, and sh

laugh. His father took a moment to think on

to prove to your grandfather that my decisio

Abegail with a beautiful and sexy woman, I would have

is exactly what you're looking for," his father said, but

ties in life. I think this one, aside from having children

nster, Son. Don'

ew secretary for a moment as she continued to apply efficascent oil on her temples. He just laughed at himself. It

ons of self-con

d her. She immediately stoo

plied. "These are the calls since this morning. Abegail

inside after she handed him the p

sefa. I can't stand the smel

uch about your sec

his one gives me a h

" his father said angrily b

ther's HR Department and found Ethan th

ed to Judy and talked to the secretary. "Post a job v

commended her." He heard Judy say

to be my assistant," Ethan said. He glanced briefly at th

time," his father said, then turned to the girl

y and quickly followed his father

woman accompanied by E

he said with a smile,

handle the extreme pressure of the corporate world like Albano Corp, but he needed to give her a chance rather than have his father assign Josefa back

ce." He remembered that Ethan had taken a vacation there

eyes despite her thick glasses. Her skin was smooth, likely from growing up in the province, but he didn't li

ave an affair with his secretary, he never repeated it after b

ant to me, Almira, and bei

r," she

ou can have a list of what you need to do every day." He called Mariana on the intercom and had

n a

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“"Would you allow me to sip on your coffee cup?" he asked. Whenever he tried to entice her, she quickly found a reason to avoid it. But he wouldn't settle for that. As time passed, he found himself more challenged by this woman who seemed unfazed by his charisma. "No," she quickly replied, her smile widening. "Why not? I don't have any contagious illnesses." "I'll do it for you," she answered. But before she could get up, he took the paper cup and brought it to his lips. "Iced coffee in the morning?" He raised an eyebrow when he realized it was cold. He immediately placed the glass back on her table. "I prefer it cold," she replied. He waited for her to take it back so she could drink. Perhaps she felt embarrassed, which is why she took another sip. "Now you just tasted my lips, sweetheart," he said with a smile while she still held the glass. He also noticed her cheeks turn slightly red. "How does it taste?" "It tastes like coffee," she shrugged and turned her attention back to the screen. Her reactions were starting to irritate him. He quickly stood up and headed to his office. Not even five minutes later, she entered his office with a pen and a few folders. He stood up and sat on the edge of the desk in front of her. "What's my schedule for today, sweetheart?" "You have only three meetings today because Mr. del Mundo suddenly canceled yesterday," she replied. "Yesterday was Sunday, Anikka." "He called my number," she answered, furrowing her brows at him. "He's calling you off office hours?" He handed Anikka the company phone she was supposed to use. It slipped his mind that clients would use it to call her even when she was off duty. "Just to cancel the meeting for today," she quickly explained. "Is Oliver calling you often?" he asked, referring to the supplier who now stood in front of her table. "Sort of." She shrugged again. He cursed quietly. "Add my visit to Zenclub at six in my schedule later," he instructed and returned to his swivel chair. "You're going with me," he added. "That's not within office hours, Jayzee," she declined, as he expected. He didn't pay any attention to her, instead starting to go through the folders she brought. "You will now be in charge of taking minutes of the meeting from now on," he also ordered, a task usually handled by his father's secretary. "You'll be with me in the conference room later." "A bit sudden, isn't it?" she smirked. He, on the other hand, was boiling with irritation at the thought that Oliver was often talking to her when she wasn't in the office. "It's part of your job as my secretary. I didn't assign it right away because you're still new." "Okay, boss," she said, teasingly this time, still smiling while he was serious. "Is there anything else you need?" "I need a coffee," he said without looking at her. "Hot or cold?" she asked. He stared at her, seeing her amused by his apparent annoyance. "I don't drink cold coffee, sweetheart." He looked at her intently. "I want it as 'hot' as you." He emphasized the last part, but she still didn't react. She left his office for a moment before returning with a cup of coffee. "Here's your hot coffee, sir," she said, still teasing him. He stood up to meet her. "Is this as hot as you?" he asked playfully, deliberately taking her hand as she handed him the cup. If she thought she could outsmart him with teasing, she was wrong. And if Oliver thought he could beat him to the girl, he was also wrong. He wouldn't be Jayzee Albano if he could be easily surpassed by another man. "You decide," she replied, waiting for him to take a sip of the coffee to answer his question. "I can't decide yet," he said after taking a sip. In truth, he had burned himself slightly because the coffee was still hot. But he had to stand by his words. "Why not?" she challenged him. "Because I haven't tasted you," he almost whispered, automatically placing one hand on her waist and kissing her in surprise. He quickly placed the cup on the table and raised his other hand to the back of her neck to deepen the kiss. To his surprise, Anikka responded in a way that showed she knew how to drive him further from reason. They both struggled to catch their breath afterwards. "I think you're hotter," he quickly said to dispel any awkwardness between them. She didn't respond, but quickly turned and left his room. He sat back in the swivel chair. Her mouth was sweet; a mixture of mint and coffee. He had answered one curiosity about Anikka - how she kissed and what her kisses tasted like. He was sure that was her first. He smiled and felt a sense of pride. He promised himself that wouldn't be the first and last. Welcome to my world, Anikka Merced... he said to himself.”