Claimed By My Boss Hunted By His Wife

Dorothy's POV

I walked out of the café I worked at as it was closing time. I walked down the walkway and I noticed a car following me.

I took another turn but the car still followed. A black sleek Audi. The car looked expensive and I wondered who that was and why I was being followed.

I stopped at some point to confront who the person was and was given the shock of my life.

It was none other than Mr. Wort. My father's business partner and friend.

After my parents' and brother's death about two years ago, he helped me cover all funeral expenses. So yes, I recognized him, although he kind of disappeared when I rejected the job offer he gave me because I had a very good job at that point that paid well enough to take care of me but I soon got sacked and I had been looking for him for a long time now.

"Mr. Wort". I greeted, with a smile on my face as well as a confused look.

"Dorothy, how have you been?". He said, pulling me in for a fatherly hug.

"I have been good sir". I said, after getting released from the hug.

"Come, let's get you dinner"? He said, opening the car door for me.

I had no idea on what to eat, so I was so ecstatic when he offered me food.

We drove to a restaurant along the road and we were shown a table.

"So, Miss Reyes. It's been two years, no?. I last saw you at your parents and brother's funeral. I had been busy". He said, smiling apologetically.

At this point the waiter came to get our orders. We both ordered a chicken parmigiana and shrimp.

"Oh, no it's okay, Mr. Wort. I truly understand". I said as I took a sip of wine.

"So I wanted to make you an offer". He said watching my every move and reaction.

"Go ahead, sir". I said, not taking any thought to it.

"I had been busy and part of the reason why I came around is because of your current situation. As you know, you're father had been a friend of mine for a long time, so it doesn't sit right with me the fact that you are struggling". He said in one breath.

"But sir..". I was cut short.

"I won't force you. But let me present my offer before you refuse. I am here with both a job and house offer. I know you are three months behind in your rental payments. So I am offering you a job at my son's company and also an accommodation in his house, rent free". He said, looking at me.

I was so shocked. Was I just offered to stay with the son of one of the richest business man in Australia and the fact that his son is also a billionaire.

"Well sir... I honestly don't know what to say". I said.

"Yes or yes?". He asked, giving me a mischievous smile.

He knew what he was doing. He wasn't giving any room to say no.

"Sir. Will he agree?". I said, not sure his son, Xavier Wort will agree to stay with another woman whilst he's married.

"Sure. He's my son". He said, heartily, as he began to eat his chicken pam.

I didn't say anything else because it seemed like he wasn't having a no this time.

We ate up and soon we were on the road. I thought we were going home until I saw us in another road, I didn't know.

"Sir?. Where are we going?". I asked as I looked around to make sure I'm not hallucinating.

"To my son's house". He said, with a dismissive and nonchalant tone.

When we arrived at the house, I knew I wasn't breathing because it was taking my breath away.

It was huge.

The stairs in front of the house that took a y-shape and also the waterfall in the center of the compound. Lights shine everywhere.

I stood there staring, till I heard a throat clear behind me.

"Dorothy, you would have a lot of time to admire the architecture of the house but right now we need to get you settled in". Mr. Wort said with a smile on his face.

We both walked into the house and to say it was breathtaking was an insult.

"Xavier. Won't you greet your old man?". Mr. Wort called through the house, as he sat down on a white sofa and gesturing me to sit beside him.

"Father, the entire Australia must have been well aware of your presence after that megaphone announcement". He said in his deep voice, coming down with a baggy joggers and sweatshirt, his eyes on his phone.

A figure descended the stairs-tall, effortless, unreadable. He didn't look up from his phone, but his presence swallowed the room.

"Father, unless we're hosting a press conference, I suggest you keep your voice down."

He reached the end of the stairs and at this point I was already going into a heart attack. How can someone be this breathtaking like his house?.

He looked at me. " Father I don't remember asking for a maid". He said rudely. And at this point my admiration turned into hatred.

Wow. He looked like sin wrapped in cashmere.

And then he opened his mouth. Rude, arrogant, insufferable.

How can someone be this rude?.

"Son, control that tongue". He said authoritatively, "she will be staying here and will also be working at your company, so I expect respect from you to her". He said and stood up.

"My dear, don't mind his behavior. I'm sure you will enjoy your stay here". He said and left.

All this while, Xavier was staring at me.

"Name?".

"Dorothy. Dorothy Reyes". I said, looking down. He had a dominating stare.

"You'll start working tomorrow". He said in a tone of finality.

Soon a car was heard parking in the compound. I saw him give a tired sigh.

"She can't be back now". He whispered, and looked at me,"Go to your room. The maid will show you".

At that point a maid came and took me to my room. I didn't have any bags so it was just me, no baggage.

On our way upstairs, we heard the front door open and soon enough I heard heels clacking.

"Diana, you are not supposed to be back by now". Xavier said.

"Why?. Don't you miss your wife". I heard the supposed Diana say in a flirtatious voice.

Wait, a moment. Miss your wife?. Is that? Dear Lord, I completely forgot about him being married. I only asked if he will be okay with me staying here, I didn't ask if the wife will.

Soon we are at a corridor, it was really wide. The maid showed me to my room.

It was massive. The queen sized bed arrived with satin lilac sheet and the glass window had a white curtain. There was also black sofas in the room and a white coffee table.

I was amazed. It all complimented the white paint of the room.

"Ma'am this is your room. Dinner will be served in thirty minutes". She said, bowed slightly and left.

I got settled in. I wanted to shower but I remembered I didn't bring any clothes, so I left the room to tell Xavier about it.

I walked down the stairs to the sitting room and saw him and his wife discussing something, probably more like arguing.

"Baby, I'm pregnant for you and you know this. Why are you treating me like this?. Huh?. Just sign the contract, and, you know, invest in my dad's company". She said.

Wife? I knew he was married. But hearing her call him "baby" made something twist in my gut.

"Since we got married, I'm very sure your father must have had a lot of investors. I don't and will not invest. Don't push, Diana". He said, so ever slowly.

I'm not his wife and he's not speaking to me but if I were and if he was speaking to me, I'd cowered.

"What do you want, Dorothy?". He said without looking at me, thereby making my presence known to his wife.

"I just came to tell you that I will need clothes. I didn't bring any". I said without looking up to him as I could feel his piercing eyes on me.

"Dorothy?. Who the hell are you?. Xavier what is this?". Diana said, rather rudely.

"Diana, please. This is my father's wishes and she must be treated with respect". He said to his wife without taking his eyes off me. "You will get your clothes tomorrow".

"Dinner is served". The maid that showed me to my room, spoke.

Soon everybody was on their way to the dinning.

"Don't tell me she's sitting with us". Diana said, when my hand reached the chair of the dinning table.

"Diana, she is my father's guest and possibly a friend, so treat her well. This is the last time I'll say this". He said.

With that I sat down. The dinner was over as soon as it started.

"Dorothy, I leave at 9am so you'll be ready before then, if not, you are walking. And be aware that I'll know if you use an Uber". He said and left I and Diana downstairs.

"He is my husband, understand?. So you stay away from him with your filthy self". Diana said scowling.

And with that she went upstairs. I was left downstairs alone.

Okay, it's either she had a bad childhood or it's her pregnancy hormones because no way in hell someone pregnant will be the rude and degrading.

This is going to be a long stay.

And did he say 9am?. Just day one and I wanted out.

**Xavier POV***

***7am***

I woke up without my alarm going off. I turned around and cancelled the alarm since I was already awake.

I took a quick shower, got dressed, and by the time I checked the clock, it was already a little past eight.

I ordered her dress yesterday so it must have arrived by now. I came downstairs, and saw her sitting down. I compulsively looked at my watch and it was 8:50. She's early.

"Hope you've had breakfast?". I said as soon as I reached the bottom of the stairs.

"Yes sir". She said still avoiding my eyes, even my face on general.

"Let's go". I said. We both walked out to my car.

The drive to my office was quiet. I kept glancing at her though, she looked like she wanted to say something.

"Speak already". I said, keeping my eyes on the road.

"Huh?". She asked me looking lost and confused.

"I said speak. I know you want to say something, so, speak". I said.

"Oh. I just wanted to remind you of my..". I cut her short.

"Clothes?. I remember, love. I will send the helpers to get clothes for you. Satisfied?". I said.

"Thank you". She said, tugging at the hem of her dress.

We reached the office thirty minutes later. We got down and as I expected she got stares.

We walked over to the elevator and I began to tell her on her position in the company.

"You'll work as my secretary, only because my father would need evidence and I am very sure that, that old man would already be in the motion of interfering with my business". I said.

At this point the elevator went off and I got out. I stopped abruptly when I remembered something.

"The receptionist will show you your office. And I'll need to see you by 12pm. Understood?". I said without turning my face to her.

"Yes sir". She responded, I'm sure with her eyes to the floor.

I walked into my office and settled down. I looked at my desk and saw the files gathered on it.

I have a lot of work to do.

I started working but midway my mind wandered. Why does she look so innocent?. Does she have a love life?.

I asked myself all this questions. I wanted to know. But then I knew it wasn't my place.

I soon resumed my signing of files and disapproving of substandard project.

I was engrossed in my work and I didn't know when it reached 12pm, until someone knocked on my door and I glanced my at my watch.

"Come in". I said, not removing my eyes from my work.

"Sir, you sent for me". I heard her voice, calm and soothing.

I looked up and she was infront of my desk.

"Take a seat". I said, I reclined in my chair, studying at her every move.

She sat down. "So, I want to let you know that for the fact that you are my secretary, you will be with in every business meeting and even business trip. Understood?". I said.

She nodded. I needed to hear her speak.

"Answer me". I growled, unexpectedly.

"Yes. Yes, sir". She said. I still stared at her. I wanted her.

"Leave". I said, rather rudely. I was barely holding myself back. And for the first time, she looked at me.

My blue eyes met hers. Her eyes were pretty. Brown eyes, staring at me, with so many questions and shock.

I have never raised my voice on her for the short time we've met, so I understand her shock.

"I'm sorry. Thank you". She said and stood up to leave.

"Dorothy". I found myself calling out. She turned back.

"Yes, sir". She said.

I stood up. My eyes trained on her. I saw her eyes looking at my arm with my sleeves rolled up.

"Careful, love. If you keep staring, someone might think you're falling for me."

"What?. I wasn't staring at you". She said, blushing out of embarrassment.

I came close to her. I smelt her strawberry scent on her. I brought my nose to her neck.

"Do you know how beautiful you are?". I said, my lips on her neckline.

Her breath started getting shallow. I smirked knowing I had an effect on her.

I removed my lip from her neckline. My face so close to her face. She looked up to me. Our lips inches away, her eyes staring into mine.

I leaned in and I kissed her. It was better than expected. I sucked on her lips, I couldn't get enough of her strawberry lip taste.

At this point I started thinking that her best fruit would also be strawberry. I kissed her for sometime, nibbling on her lower lip.

She soon started kissing me back. But then I knew, that if this kiss would go on, I wouldn't be able to restrain myself.

I disengaged from her. I stepped back. I looked at her, her lips in particular.

"Get out". I said, looking at her coldly.

"What?". She said, in utter shock.

I walked back to my chair, used my hand to comb my hair back.

"Get out, goddamit. Are you deaf?". I shouted at her and I saw her flinch.

"I'm....". She started. I breathed out, loudly, like I was tired of talking.

"Don't bother. Just get out". I said, not sparing her another look.

I heard her heels, retreating, soon the door opened and then it closed again. As she left, I breathed out.

'I need to control myself. Dorothy, what the hell are you doing?'. I thought our loud.

I'm sure that she will be feeling used by now. I'm feeling so annoyed with myself, right now. I made the first move and I treated her like trash.

***Dorothy's POV**

Did he just kiss me and kick me out like I'm the one that seduced him?. I thought. And as this thought ran through my mind, I got more furious.

I shouldn't have let him even touch me, given the fact that I knew he was married. I mentally smacked myself upside the head.

I left his office and on my way to mine, I saw a tall guy probably 6ft talking to Lilian, Xavier's Secretary.

It looked like they were having an affair from their discussion.

"I'm sorry Miss Trer, but I don't mix pleasure with business. I came strictly for Mr. Wort, if I want to have you, I'll book a hotel". He said.

At this point, he looked at me. I stared at him as well, his grey eyes piercing into my soul. His jaw was clenched. His face looked sculpted.

"Miss Reyes, you are to work, not admire my business partners". I heard behind me, a voice I know to well.

I closed my trying to fight the look of annoyance and embarrassment on my face. I turned to him to see his face few inches from mine.

"Mr. Wort, I wasn't....". I tried explaining myself.

"Don't bother, princess ". He said looking at me and glancing at my lips.

We stayed like that till we heard a throat clear.

"Mr. Wort, long time no see". The man from before said, stretching his hand for a handshake.

"Yes, Mr. Jetta. Last time we met, if my memory serves me right, was in Singapore, during the Oilers Group anniversary party, last year". Xavier said.

I just stood there, staring at the man I had never seen smile within this two days I stayed with him, smiling. Like he was actually smiling, or was it smirking?.

"Meet my new personal assistant, Miss Reyes Dorothy". Xavier introduced me.

Mr. Jetta stared at me like I'm a meal on stick.

"Hello, Miss Reyes. I'm Edward. Edward Jetta". He said, extending his hand, still.

"Hello. Nice to meet you". I said, smiling as calmly as I could.

"Let's continue in my office". Xavier said and left him to his office.

I breathed out and was about to move, until lilam called out.

"Miss Reyes, can I talk to you?". She said.

I turned around and went to her table. "Sure thing, Miss Trer".

*I know you heard the conversation between I and Edward, please don't inform Mr. Wort. Okay?". She said, fear in her eyes.

The rule of the company is that you should not have an affair with someone close to the company, because it is believed that if something should happen to your relationship, that would bring issues among the two companies and also you might be actually giving them in house information.

This only applied to the Ceo's staffs, which included, me, his secretary, and her, Miss Trer, his receptionist.

"Sure thing, Lilian. Your secret is safe with me". I said, giving her the most reassuring smile ever.

"Thank you. Well since that is taken care of, I'm good". She said.

"Can I go now?". I asked.

"Oh, right. Sorry". She said, waving at me and flashing me an apologetic smile.

I walked out of her station and went to my office. And when I opened the door, I saw the same man from earlier.

"Erm, Mr. Jetta, can I help you?". I asked him as I took my seat.

"Well. Nothing much, just stopping by to deliver this files to you on Mr. Wort's orders". He said, stood up and left.

Huh?. Mr. Wort couldn't stress me by calling me to take them personally?. That's strange.. I thought but kept shut.

I walked over to the office kitchen on our floor and saw Diana taking in a shot of whiskey. Do pregnant women drink whiskey?. When did she even get here?

I dismissed it. What do I know?. It's not like I attended medical school.

I went to the fridge and took out a bottle of orange juice. I needed to cool my head.

I went back to my office and saw a message on my company email from Xavier.

"i am going on a business trip to Spain in the next three days and you are coming with me. Please note, that it is s three day business trip".

What?. Three days with this sadist of a boss?. Wait a minute, I'm screwed. Diana doesn't even want me close to her husband in the house she is living in, how much more a trip that won't may not be invited to?.

Well, I don't care. I'm just following the instructions from my boss and any issue Diana has, she should take it up with her husband.

I replied him, Yes, sir, closed my email. I put my head on my desk then I heard my phone ping.

It was an unsaved number, asking me to meet up. When I tapped it, there was another message stating who it's from.

And eventually it was from Mr. Jetta. I thought he was having something with Lilian.

"I'm sorry, Sir. But we can't meet up unless it's business related". I texted back.

"Huh?. It's a meeting. Mr. Wort said I should discuss it with you".

Huh?. But he didn't inform me.

"So. Can we meet at Srey tomorrow?." He asked

"Erm, sure, if it's business related". I said, still a little embarrassed.

"Okay then, see you tomorrow by 4pm. Good?"

"Yes, sir. It's alright ". I said and I ended the call.

But why didn't Xavier tell me anything?.I wondered but then I remembered it's Xavier. Probably waiting for me to mess up.

Okay, I have a business trip with Xavier and I have a business meeting tomorrow. Great, and I'm not sure if my clothes are at his house yet.

I just sat back in my chair and picked up the remaining files I'm yet to amend. But then, it came to my mind again.

How did Edward get my number?.. I stood up to go and ask Lilian.

But on a second thought, if Xavier asked him to discuss it with me, could it be that he gave him my number?.

I stood up from my chair to ask Xavier. I went to his office and knocked.

Unfortunately for me his psychopath of a wife is still in there and she asked me to come in.

"Good afternoon, sir. Good afternoon, ma. Erm, sir, I would love to...." I was cut short.

"Did I say you could speak to my husband?". Diana asked, and eyed me like I had a dagger on .

I was confused. Huh?.

I looked at Xavier to gauge his reaction. He was literally pointing daggers at Diana's head.

"Diana, please let her state her mind". He said, staring at me. "Continue".

"Don't you dare". Diana countered him. "Babe, why do you want her to continue speaking to you, if she wanted to pass in any information she can ask your receptionist for that". She said, looking at her husband.

"Diana, don't act ignorant. But, for your information, she is my secretary ". He said, trying to retain his calmness.

"Well, I don't care, because we are supposed to currently be at lunch". She said, looking at her well manicured nails.

I nodded and bowed my head a little and turned around to go. Well, that went burst.

As I steeped out of his office, my phone rang. I took it out and saw none other than Edward.

Jesus,this guy is persistent.

I picked up the phone. "Hello?". I asked, trying not to sound irritated.

"Hello, beautiful. I just wanted to make sure you remember the date and time tomorrow". He said, I'm sure probably smiling.

I rolled my eyes as I opened the door of my office, and sat down.

"Sure thing, sir. Srey, right?. At 4pm, tomorrow". I said, almost losing my shit.

"Yes, that is all correct, baby. See you tomorrow". He said. And I did the honours of ending the call.

Jesus, if I can't stand him on the phone, how will I stand him in real life.