Forced to Marry a Gay Billionaire Boss

"We're getting married tomorrow!"

Sierra raised one eyebrow, hearing the words of the man who was casually sipping his champagne. She could only give in to the decision of the cruel, yet sinfully hot and charming man in front of her. If only her father was not at stake here, Sierra would not be sitting with the hunky man who forced her to marry him.

For some reason, she wondered why this perfectly sculpted man was forcing her to marry him tomorrow. They had just met a few days ago, at an event organized by her father. That was where she and the man met. The man, who is the CEO of a well-known modeling agency company, had out of the blue directly asked Mr. Carlson, her father, to marry her.

Doesn't that smell fishy? It turns out that her feelings were spot on. When she was about to reject his proposal, it was her father's company that became his target. This ruthless man has threatened to withdraw all his shares from her father's small company. If Sierra turned him down, he would mercilessly bankrupt her father's company.

What on earth does this perfect gentleman in front of her want now? The man she knows as the CEO of Valentino Enterprise is controlling the entire career she has built since she was young.

"Why do we have to get married? Didn't you say that you didn't like me when I was at the party that night? Then why are you now all of a sudden forcing me to marry you? And that's tomorrow! Seriously, what's in your brain?" She took out all her frustration on him, who didn't seem to show any guilt or shame on his face as she bombarded him with questions. "Besides, you're shamelessly asking my father for me as if I'm a piece of crap!"

The man in front of her was indeed gorgeous and sculpted like a Greek god, perhaps if this man wanted to become a model, his career would skyrocket. Look at the muscles of his muscular arms, crushed by his black shirt that is so bulging just to ask to be stroked.

Argh, holy moly. Get out of my dirty mind.

She cursed to herself, as her wild brain worked wildly without compromise. This was all because of her best friend, Claire, who was always brainwashing her to think of perverted things. She was a model like herself who was a little... kinky when it came to hot and hunky guys.

"Relax Miss Carlson, we are just married on paper. You can use me to get your career up a notch, and I can use you for the sake of my own so... anyway, we're only married on paper! There's no love, no affection when it's just the two of us. Don't interfere with each other's business, you with your life and me with mine. Got it, Miss?"

Sierra had nothing more to say. Her jaw was dropped open, as she heard word after word spoken by the man who was forcing her to marry him. Even still with his casual expression, the man named Ace Valentino looked so calm in his words.

Don't interfere in his life, no love, no affection when they are together? What kind of marriage is that? Sierra may be a wild and free woman, but when it comes to pride and marriage, the 27-year-old lady would never mess around. And now Ace, the arrogant and ruthless man... was ruining the way her life had been set up.

"Aren't you-"

"Ah yes, one more thing," Ace cut her off by briefly pausing her words. "There is no such thing as a physical relationship, I'm not interested in that body of yours. So if you want your rights, I'm sorry, I'm not giving them to you. Well then, enjoy your day my soon-to-be wife, I have to go to the office again. Remember, we are getting married tomorrow, so get ready for that!" Rising to his feet, Ace ended the conversation.

Sierra widened her eyes at his words, speechless. What kind of wedding was she getting involved in tomorrow? She tried to suck in her breath deeply so that the tempers that were ready to burst in her brain would not come out and wreck this place.

"What a psycho man! How dare he insult me in this way!"

*****

Right now, she was in a hotel room. Taking a deep breath, she calmed herself down.

Just about an hour ago she and Ace had held their wedding reception and now the two of them were still in the luxurious hotel where they were staying.

Gazing around the room, she looked around. She sighed deeply... again at the sight of the hotel room which was perfectly suited to a newlywed's room. It was dimly lit with a lavender scent that was so sweet that anyone could be swept away the moment they stepped into it.

Sadly, not for Sierra. She snickered, feeling bitter looking at all these decorations as if she was having her first ever lovely night. Hell, even she had no idea where her husband was now, leaving her alone sitting in what was supposed to be the bridal suite. He simply did not tell her where he was heading after the wedding reception was over. Instead, he left her for dead. Wasn't he the one who forced her to marry him in the first place? Then why did he leave her for nothing like this?

Was it true that the man who was already her legal husband in the eyes of God and the law didn't want to look at her and even taste her?

If so, then she wouldn't just sit idly by. Who the hell is he? Just because he has a pretty face, he can casually trample on her pride.

Being too worn out, Sierra ended up crawling into bed. She paid no mind to the flower petals that were beautifully decorated and now scattered on the bed that looked very pretty and fancy.

*****

In another place, there are two men in a huge and luxurious club in the city. Both of them were downing alcoholic drinks made by the bartender.

"Why are you even here? Aren't you getting married today, Ace?"

Shrugging his shoulders nonchalantly, the 30-year-old man went back to chugging his alcoholic drink. While his male companion next to him just shook his head slowly at his friend's behavior.

"Don't you feel sorry for your little wife? You and your little wife are supposed to be making love, right, so why are you here?" Chided his friend.

Ace gave an annoyed huff. The bartender who was making a drink for him next chimed in. While the two men who kept pestering him with questions, laughing jokingly at the man's pissed off face.

"You must know why I was not there tonight, right? Just looking at her disgusts me, let alone making love to her. Even if she were naked in front of me, I would never be drawn to that woman's body. I married her as a shield for the sake of it, don't you get it?"

The other two men, who had been good listeners for him, could only sigh in defeat. Many times they had both encouraged Ace to like women again. But it seemed that their efforts were in vain. The two of them even paid a prostitute to strip naked in front of him. But alas, the arrogant man actually dragged the woman out, even to the point of making her fall on the floor completely naked as well.

"Never mind, I'm going home. You two are giving me a headache."

Ace grabbed his coat, which was draped over the back of the chair. The man walked out of the club. Many hot chicks were staring at him with wild gazes, some even daring to touch his sensitive areas as they passed by. Yet instead of getting horny, he felt sick to his stomach and stuck out his tongue in disgust, rather than smiling sheepishly at the girl who purposely touched his manhood.

"Why are there so many disgusting bitches here? I should clean myself up and take a shower after getting out of this place!"

Stirring her body slowly, Sierra was asleep in an uncomfortably tight position. So that when she woke up, her whole body was aching like crazy. She clicked her tongue in annoyance as her eyes trailed to the wall clock hanging above the hotel room door.

Both her eyes scanned the entire room she was currently staying in. The situation was still the same as last night, she was still alone in this room. There was no sign that her husband on the paper had come back last night. Sierra kicked off the thick blanket that was wrapped around her body and even the dress she wore last night was not taken off.

"Gosh, was I really that tired last night? To the point of having to sleep in this damn wedding dress?"

She painstakingly pulled down the zipper. Just as she managed to get the heavy dress off, her cell phone buzzed. With her body half-naked, Sierra made her way to the nightstand. She frowned, seeing that a new number had been called and yet she was not willing to take the call somehow. However that damn buzzing is getting on her nerves.

Picking up the phone, she answered. But she was abruptly interrupted by the caller instead. "Hello, who-"

"Are you going to stay in a hotel room forever? Did you forget that you are married now, Mrs. Valentino? Go home right away before that pesky media finds out you're there!"

Sierra scrunched up her forehead again, this time with her folds looking so much deeper. She even slightly moved her cell phone away from her ear. Her eyes quickly caught sight of the phone number that had just popped into her dialing area.

She cleared her throat first before she replied to the man who was nagging at her. Whose fault is it? The man who abandoned her as if she were nothing more than a good for nothing. So don't blame her if she would be more at home in this luxurious hotel room, rather than going back to the mansion of her husband... husband on paper, that is. That was what he had said to her yesterday.

"My dear Mr. Valentino, aren't you the one who forgot that you married a woman a few dozen hours ago, and you so heartlessly left her here, sleeping alone, cold and even lonely? And you still dare to ask who forgot that title? Me or you?"

There was only an irritated groan from the other side of the phone. She was sure that the man who was already her husband was upset right now. She knew for a fact that Ace would prioritize his image in front of many people. He would not let his name fall from grace just because he had left his wife whom he had just married... in a hotel room alone. While he was sitting in his luxurious mansion now. What would people say, if an Ace Valentino who was known to be kind and caring to people, boldly left his wife alone?

"Don't argue with me, Sierra! Go home now, Sarah will pick you up!"

Beep! And the call was cut off just like that.

Sierra let out a huff of annoyance as Ace ended the call instead. The man is not only arrogant and forceful, but he is also totally unpredictable. With the same attitude as her, Sierra was someone who could not be controlled or argued with. And now, she could feel how bad it was when someone had the exact same attitude as her.

"Damn him! If it was not for my father at stake, I would have run away from you last night!" She threw her cell phone onto the bed in frustration.

She swayed her legs and headed for the bathroom. It was already 8 am and that meant she really had to move fast.

When a few minutes had passed, Sierra finally got out of there. It was a good thing that Claire had given her a paper bag of clothes last night before she went into her hotel room. Otherwise, she might have had to deal with the heavy dress that had kept her warm all night.

*****

Brughh!

Sierra slammed the car door loudly. She briskly made her way to the luxurious mansion that would be her home away from home after she finished work, and she happened to be part of Ace's company. So, her husband was indirectly her boss.

As she opened the main door of the mansion, the first sight she caught was two men... cuddling on the sofa. Her eyes blinked at the shocking sight. When it came to women hugging each other tightly, she had seen it many times, as she also liked to do the same with Claire. But if it was a man, it was not pretty to look at. Instead of looking sweet, it looked so disgusting in her eyes.

"Ekhem!" The loud throaty sound that came from her mouth made the two men break the link of their bodies. Both of them even looked completely out of place when they saw her walking closer to them.

"What are you guys doing? Hugging like lovers, you guys are straight, right?"

Her mouth had always been like this, Sierra could never help it. She would jump straight to the main topic without even bothering to say anything. Just like her attitude during photo shoots, Sierra would never like a crew member who just wasted her time while working.

"Si-Sierra, you're home," she lifted one eyebrow when she heard Ace's gentle, low voice. The man who had become her husband seemed to be coming closer to her while sneaking a glance at the man who was standing upright near the table.

"Who is he?"

The flustered and awkward look on his face, she could see it clearly. This man who had been acting rude and arrogant this morning, why was he all of a sudden not able to speak? Did he suddenly become mute?

"I asked you who he was, why did you keep quiet, Mr. Valentino?"

"He-he's my personal assistant! Yes, my personal assistant. Meet Lance, and Lance this is Sierra, my wife."

The man, whose name was Lance, nodded his head slowly at Sierra, while Sierra seemed to be acting casual. Instead, she was busy eyeing Lance up and down. His appearance, which was probably about the same age as Ace, did look like that of a secretary, with his neat black suit fitting his well-proportioned body, not to forget the gray shirt and matching tie attached to his body.

"So, he's your secretary?" Ace and Lance nodded their heads in unison and that made Sierra frown even more.

"Then why are you two hugging like lovers?" His eyes blinked rapidly. His lips twitched painstakingly, throwing a smile at her, leaving her feeling even more cringed. Instead of being happy at the smile he showed, Sierra felt shivers running down her spine.

"Sierra honey, Lance was grieving because his grandmother just passed away. So I had to hug him like before to make him feel that there are still people who will always be there for him. It's normal because his grandmother was the one who took care of him from childhood. So Lance already considers his grandmother like his own mother."

She simply nodded casually, glancing slowly at Lance who was lowering his head deeply. It seemed to be true that this man was grieving the loss of his grandmother. Despite being a pretty fierce person and always being labeled as a bad girl, Sierra was easily touched when it came to her mother. Because she had also felt the pain of losing a mother.

"Alright then, just continue the hug. Be strong Mr. Lance, I know how it feels to lose someone precious in our lives. I'm going to head upstairs first... oh yeah, where is our room-" Sierra trailed off, as if at a loss for the next word. "Hubby?"

"This is your schedule for the next month, Sierra!"

She turned to the woman who threw an iPad in front of her. Her one free hand reached out for the device that contained her work schedule for the next month. Her green eyes widened as soon as she looked at how packed the schedule she would be working on for the next month was.

"What? Are you insane? You've got to be kidding me. You made a schedule like this, you really want to kill me, don't you, Rose?!"

The woman who was named Rosalie gave a harsh sigh and even clicked her tongue when she caught sight of the pissed off look on her face that Sierra was showing. Rosalie knew perfectly well that Sierra would surely lash out at the new schedule she had received today.

"You know, it was not me who made it but it was the boss himself. Yesterday he asked me for your Show schedule, girl. So like it or not I was forced to give your schedule to him, sorry girl."

Hearing something like that made Sierra suck in a deep breath of as much air as needed to fill her lungs and hold her emotions as calmly as she could. The arrogant man seemed to really want to kill her slowly by giving her a very tight variety show schedule like this. Even in that one month Sierra was only given a day off... no not a day off, more like a break that she only got for three days. Normally Sierra could get about a week to ten days of free time in a month.

But what the hell was this?

"Ace! That sneaky bastard! I really want to kill him!" She cursed the man who was her husband on her paper with clenched fists and growled.

While on the other side, Rosalie panicked as she looked at Sierra getting up from her seat, with the hair roll still hanging on her head. Sierra could not take it anymore at this moment, she wanted to cuss out her big boss who was none other than her own husband.

This early in the morning Ace had been ignoring her and now at the office, he was again getting on her nerves by giving her an absurd work schedule. Despite their marriage only being on paper, at least to greet each other in the morning is not a sin, right?

"Sierra, where are you going?"

Rosalie instantly rushed after Sierra who had entered the private elevator that led to the CEO's office. As for Rosalie, she was getting pissed off that she failed to catch up with that fierce and perfectionist woman like Sierra. She could only pray that Mr. Valentino would not punish her later. Since she was complaining about the schedule he had made for himself.

"May the Lord always protect you, Sierra, amen."

With that, she flipped her body away from the elevator area and went back to the room where she had given Sierra the super-packed schedule.

As for Sierra, the woman looked pretty pissed off at the moment. Even the people who greeted her as she passed by only responded with a tightly forced smile.

Her steps came to a halt as soon as she was in front of the entrance that read "CEO VALENTINO ENTERPRISES." She took a deep breath and stepped in, not even bothering about her current appearance which was far from being perfect.

Without knocking on the door first, Sierra barged straight into the room. When she walked in, the first sight she was greeted with was Lance adjusting Ace's tie. What a scene, isn't it? Had Lance been a woman, she would have yanked him and dragged him out of the room. Despite the fact that her marriage to Ace had no love in it, Sierra would never want her pride to be trampled on by a bitch who craved the caress of a man's manhood.

"What do you mean by giving me this insane schedule, Ace? Do you want to kill me in pieces so you can become a widower as soon as possible? Have you lost your pretty brain to give me such a crappy work schedule?!" She babbled without a break, letting out all her frustration at this arrogant man in front of her.

Ace remained silent, he even gave Lance a hint to get out of the room as he paid no heed to the furious rantings Sierra was throwing at him.

Sierra let out a heavy sigh when she saw her boss who also happens to be her husband staring at her nonchalantly without answering any of the blunt remarks she made earlier.

"Are you deaf Mr. Valentino? You didn't hear what I said earlier, why are you so quiet? It seems like you have become mute all of a sudden!"

Both of his gray eyes glinted in annoyance at Sierra. The tall and muscular man made his way closer to his wife. Ace even seemed to be observing her current appearance. The woman in front of him still looked messy, even her hair roll was still hanging on her head.

"Is this how a proud model of Valentino Enterprise looks? How truly disappointing. At least if you want to meet me, clean up your appearance first." Instead of answering her question, he commented on her appearance. What a cruel and arrogant man.

Her temper was already at its peak, her blood boiling, and she wanted to throw the iPad she was currently holding at his handsome face. But too bad, Sierra still cared too much about her career to go to jail just for mistreating her own boss.

"I am not here to ask you to comment on my current appearance. I'm here to ask you for an explanation from you, dear Mr. Valentino. Why are you giving me such a crappy schedule? Where on earth is your brain, huh?!"

Ace merely lifted one eyebrow at the harsh curse that slipped out of her mouth. The man slowly leaned his back casually against the back of his oversized chair.

"To keep you busy," he replied dryly.

"Huh?"

"I give you a tight schedule to keep you busy which means we are not seeing each other all the time. So you can stay out of my business and I stay out of yours."

Her mouth dropped open at the reason given by him. To stay out of each other's business he said. Did she have time to meddle in the man's business? Never, even when he came home drunk two days ago, she didn't care, in fact she brushed him off and didn't ask him why or where he came from. It was all because she was self-aware of who she was. Even Ace dared to only give her two days off after marrying that arrogant and cocky man.

"I wonder when did I ever bother to butt into your business, huh? Hell, even when you were hitting on that dickhead assistant guy of yours, I didn't ask much of you. Because what? Because I didn't care at all. Come on, Mr. Valentino, wake up, hey! Snap out of your brain!" She snapped her fingers in front of her own face, as if she was waking up Ace who was lost in another realm.

"Now I don't give a damn about it, the only thing that matters is getting my schedule back to the way it was. If not, I will not hesitate to do things that will make you and this company regret it," Sierra threatened him.

Then, stomping her feet in frustration, she walked out of the stuffy room that she could have blacked out in if she had stayed in it for too long.

"Damn it, you wild kitten!"

Ace furiously cursed at her. How could that woman order him around, when no one had dared to speak against his every decision until now? Yet it turned out that the woman he had only been married to for a few days dared to challenge him. She even told him to change what he had made for her.

His pair of gray eyes drifted towards the entrance where Lance, the man who had just walked into his room, was. The man who had been his personal assistant as well as his right-hand man for almost five years.

"Are you okay, boss? It looks like your wife came out of here with a bad mood. Did you two have a fight? It looks like you're not feeling well either."

Ace, who had been quiet, now began to lift the corners of his lips slightly. He straightened his body and motioned for Lance to come closer to him.

"Come here!"

Lance timidly walked over, shortened his distance with Ace, and plopped himself down on the side of Ace's seat who was staring at him with a gaze that seemed off and intense. Little did they know that their interaction was being watched by Sierra who had accidentally spotted it. She frowned, seeing Lance shyly stepping closer to her husband.

"What is really going on between them? Or is it possible that the two of them..." Not wanting to keep up with her own words, Sierra chose to open the door rudely. "What in the world are you both doing, huh?"