Chapter 4 The Boss' Wife

Ciara's POV

Oh no... I still can't believe it.

"Arggghh!" I screamed over my pillows as I buried my face on it. As soon as I got home and saw the black ink on my thumb, I lost it.

Did I do that decision because I was drunk? Was the liquor the problem?

I could marry different guys, why did I chose my boss? And to think that I have only been promoted to that position recently, I cannot believe myself at all. Why do I have the thickest skin to ask him to marry me?

Our lives are definitely far from one another. He is the son of the wealthiest couple in the world and he is definitely a nepo baby. What am I going to look like next to him? An orphan who do not know if her parents are still alive?

Oh God... if the people ran a background test on me and found out I was raised by nuns in an orphanage in France, they would all think that Lysander is committing a scandalous act to make some noise.

Will I be the one to give him his downfall? God, I knew I shouldn't have drank the liquors Jules have been offering.

And speaking of Jules, my phone have been buzzing relentlessly and the vibration was sending me chills. She had been calling me.

"What?" I whispered in the air, sounding like I do not want to hear any of their voices.

"Why are you not here yet?!" Jules sounded like a gun was pointed right in her face. "The President is announcing something. You know, this is a very bad way to set an impression on your first day, don't you think?"

"He's what?!" My voice raised. "I wasn't notified at all."

I hurriedly get up. I was planning to take the fucking leave today but if he was announcing something that has got to be about the firm, then I should at least show up. I cannot believe I am missing out like this.

"Did you seriously expected the President to tell you what he was about to do? Girl, you're the secretary, you should know!" She was scolding me now.

I heard Yale snatching the phone and spoke. "You have to get in here in 10 minutes, that was the only available time before he starts speaking on the goddamn speaker. Do you want me to pick you up?"

"Yeah!" I shouted at my speaker. "Can you come pick me up?"

"Sure. I'll be there in a few minutes." He said.

I dropped the call and immediately showered. I didn't even think of going through an everything shower and hastily dressed up.

While I was doing my make up to look more presentable, the door suddenly rang. I ran as fast as I can to open it up to see Yale just as stressed as I am.

"Your house is a mess! What did you do as soon as you left the grill house?" He complained.

"I would appreciate it if you could clean for a bit while I finish my make up." I ordered him around although I know he probably does not want to do so.

"Whatever, Ciara." He groaned even though he was already picking up the mess I have made.

"Just give me two minutes and I'll be finished." I even gave him a time frame.

As soon as I finished doing my makeup and slid my glasses so I could see better, I wore my shoes and pulled his arms.

"Come on, leave them be. Let's go!" I panicked hard and hopped in his car faster than he could.

"Did you even had breakfast?" He seemed worried about his friend who is as clumsy and as irresponsible now.

"Solid no." I pouted, signaling that he should get me breakfast as soon as Lysander finished his announcement.

He just sighed and started driving away. I felt like he was just tolerating me and soon enough, he'd feel the need to abandon me and just let me do all my things without looking out for me.

As soon as we reached the building, I didn't even wait for him to park. I hopped out and ran as fast as I can to the top floor, making sure that I will not suffer from scolding.

I was panting and running out of breath while I tapped the button in the elevator. I even have to open the buttons of my blouse to breathe properly and luckily enough, there isn't anyone in the elevator except for me.

I breathe and breathe until I finally was able to catch up. When the door opened, the first thing I saw was Lysander sitting in his swivel chair and just looking straight into my eyes.

"Late for your first day, huh? I cannot believe I promoted a secretary like this." He said as if he was disappointed.

I fixed myself up and smiled wryly. "I was just processing everything, Sir." I whispered formally.

"Yeah, I can see that." He stood up from his chair and walked close to me. "Get changed."

"What?" I whispered, confused.

"I will be announcing that we are about to be wed. Do you want everyone to see you in such suit and not in a beautiful dress?"

"What are you doing?" I raised my brows at him.

"I already bought the dress, you just have to wear it." He was growing impatient.

"What if I don't want to?" I expressed deep objection to his suggestion.

"Why won't you?" Lysander looked at me with those speaking eyes and I already know what he was thinking.

From my eyes, his gaze landed on my chest and a grin escaped his lips. "I bet you're eager to get changed. Your buttons loosened, don't you see?"

I gasped for air and hugged myself when I realized how careless it was for me not to remember what I just did.

"You fucking pervert." I glared at him and walked away.

"What? What's wrong with your husband seeing you naked?"

"Fuck you!" I raised my middle finger at him while I could feel my cheeks heating up.

I ran fast to the bathroom and got the paper bag with the dress so I can get changed.

"Be quick or I'll be the one to change your clothes." He even added, making me feel more embarrassed.