Marrying a cold CEO

Deborah still felt the pain in her chest. Her ex-husband's insults were still ringing in her ears.

Deborah looked at her reflection in the mirror in front of her. So beautiful and charming. Much different from five years ago.

She seemed to see another woman standing in front of her.

"Perfect. You should have been like this a long time ago and silenced the mouths of those who never appreciated you," Deborah muttered.

There was a knock on the door from outside. A soft voice called her name.

"Okay, I'll be right out. This will be over soon," Deborah shouted.

She quickly smoothed her loose waves and grabbed the bag on the table.

Deborah went out and down the stairs. She stepped into the dining room, where all the family members were gathered.

There was dinner waiting for her, with several people sitting on the chairs.

All pairs of eyes looked at Deborah with admiring gazes. They were so lucky to have an angelic daughter-in-law like her.

There sat an old man staring at her, Andreas Vernandes. A man who was quite successful in the business world.

Beside him sat a handsome man who had been praising Deborah's beauty. His eyes didn't blink at all. Alexander Vernandes.

Deborah stepped up to the dining table. Alex immediately stood up and pulled out the chair next to her. He invited his wife to sit down.

"Please sit down, my queen," Alex said with a warm smile.

Alex's words made everyone smile a little. Seeing her husband's treatment made Deborah's cheeks blush.

"You didn't choose the wrong queen, dear," said a twilight woman at the table across from Debora.

It was a gentle woman, Lidya Vernandes. Deborah's mistress and mother-in-law who loved her the most.

"Don't come home at night, sis, there's an event tomorrow and you can't be late." The youngest woman among them gave a loud code.

"You think?" Alex looked at Deborah.

"Go on, we don't want to spoil your show," Lidya said smiling.

Alex stepped closer to her mama and landed a sweet peck on her forehead. It was a powerful way to express his gratitude.

Alex quickly took Deborah's hand and said goodbye. They walked out of the house and got into the luxury car that had been prepared in the courtyard.

"Look, we're perfect for this season's best acting nominee." Alex smiled wryly.

Deborah just smiled back. She didn't know what to say. Everything Alex said was true.

Yesterday they had just said their vows at the altar. Luxurious white dresses, grand building decorations, and a husband like a prince in a fairy tale with all his perfection.

Anyone who didn't know the truth would be jealous of Deborah's lucky situation. Especially having a pair of in-laws who love her very much.

What is Deborah's life lacking? Unfortunately, it's all just a contract marriage. You could say symbiotic mutualism.

Alex needs Deborah and vice versa. There are a lot of problems they have to solve behind this marriage.

Deborah with her million missions for revenge. Meanwhile, Alex threw away the scandalous issue that ensnared him at this time.

Alex's car drove through the crowded streets. They were headed for a five-star hotel. A place where there was a grand party attended by many prominent people.

This was a good time for Alex to clear his name of the scandalous issue of himself and his male assistant.

"Gosh, do you really love that guy?" Deborah chuckled.

"How about you shut up. Do your job and I'll help you, it's done," Alex said curtly.

Deborah just smiled a little. She didn't expect this handsome man sitting next to her to be gay.

Alex's car arrived at a hotel. The place where he was invited to celebrate his business partner's small party.

Maybe for people like Alex and his family this was a small party. But not for Deborah. How can a small party rent a luxury hotel? Plus, the invited guests were important people. Starting from big businessmen, state officials, and top celebrities.

Gosh ... why do rich people like to spend money. Meanwhile, the poor people are struggling for a bite of rice out there.

Deborah got off with the help of the waiter who opened the car door. Alexander also got out and gave the car keys to the other waiter.

Deborah looked elegant in a dongker blue dress adorned with some sparkling beads. The top of the dress was slightly open, revealing a beautiful neckline.

Alexander immediately took Deborah's hand and stepped inside. They were the center of attention at the moment. They were like a king and queen about to sit on a throne.

Among the many people. There were two people watching them closely. It seemed like he had seen Deborah.

His eyebrows knitted and looked at each other. Could she be the wrong person? The Deborah they saw back then was a filthy, overweight girl.

There was no way he was here. Even if he had survived the disaster, he would have become a hobo wandering around the slums.

Deborah raised her gaze to the front. She was now more confident than ever. Her sharp gaze swept every corner of the room.

Until she accidentally saw the figure she had been eyeing all this time. Deborah tugged slightly on Alexander's coat and whispered.

"That's my prey, let's go there!" said Deborah.

The corner of Alexander's eye stole a glance at the person Deborah was referring to. Only the sound of screeching could be heard.

"Gosh, your taste is so low. Can't you find a husband with a little more class?" Alexander chuckled.

Deborah just chuckled in annoyance. If she could choose her destiny, she definitely wouldn't choose a man with that kind of tempeh mentality and wide eyes.

"Shut that mouth of yours! At least I'm still normal." Deborah was not to be outdone.

"What?" Alexander stared intently at the brown eyes that were currently staring at him.

Elena looked down at the great lord Alexander. Somehow in the midst of this unpleasant rumor, he could come across with confidence.

The media reported that he had been caught with a man in a state of undress. The news was so widespread that several companies had terminated contracts.

Even though she has an octopus company, this issue still has a big impact on her popularity.

Then who is this woman? Judging from her appearance, she is not just anybody. Many brand-name items were wrapped around her body.

"Mr. Alexander," greeted someone who approached.

Deborah's eyes widened, she couldn't believe her prey would come this quickly. She immediately tightened her embrace on Alex.

"Hello, who are you with?" Alex replied kindly and extended his hand.

Even though she was extremely disgusted with coming into contact with another person. Still, right now he had to change the public's opinion of him.

"Daniel Anderson, owner of DNG group," Daniel said shaking Alex's hand.

"This is my wife, Elena." Daniel introduced.

"your wife is amazing, meet my wife Deborah," Alexander said throwing a loving look at his wife, more precisely his wife for a moment.

'What! Debora?'

Daniel noticed the appearance of this woman named Deborah. Every inch of her body did not escape Daniel's gaze.

When seen clearly, she was indeed the same person. But this was all impossible. How could this be?

"Is my wife so stunning?" asked Alexander with a sardonic smile.

"Sorry, sir, I've only ever seen your wife." Daniel replied as he continued to look at Deborah.

Hearing her husband's words. Elena also looked at the young president's wife. And it was true, she was Deborah. A woman who had long been banished from her husband's life.

Then how did she get here? Moreover, she could be picked up to be the wife of a wealthy president. This could not be possible, why was fate so kind to her.

The last thing he saw was a seedy woman trying to repair her broken household.

"Long time no see, it seems like nature has been very kind to you," Elena quipped with a cynical look at Deborah.

Deborah smiled wryly. It seemed she wasn't good enough at being a chameleon for them to quickly figure out who she was.

It didn't matter to her. The sooner the plan started, the better.

"Hello, Mr. Daniel and Mrs. Elena, long time no see. May your day be good and prosperous." Deborah said with emphasis.

"So you know them darling?" asked Alexander thoughtfully.

"Of course darling, they were my business partners. Unfortunately my business had to go bankrupt and we didn't see each other again." lied Deborah, which Alex already knew the real version of.

"That's very kind of you, my secretary is coming to visit your company. Let's see what cooperation we can do," said Alexander smiling brightly.

Hearing Alex's words made Daniel stunned. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. Working with a big company? He had never even been looked at by other entrepreneurs.

This was the greatest night in history, with this he could enlarge the company he managed. Oops, she meant Debora's company that she took over a few years ago.

"We'll take our leave," Alexander put his arm around Deborah's slim hips and walked away.

After they were a few meters away. Alexander stopped his steps. He put his face close to Deborah's nape.

"I'm done, and now it's your job. Do everything well!" Alex whispered softly.

Deborah just smiled and nodded. She couldn't fail at something like this. She had practiced hard last night.

Alexander stepped into the elevator. There was a place he had to go and he had to take Deborah with him to clear his name.

Deborah's heart was beating fast. She had opened many articles last night to deal with her trauma.

She would do anything to get her revenge. It would only take an hour and Deborah was sure she could do well.

The elevator opened, Deborah and Alex got out and immediately went to the room that her business partner had prepared.

Even though this was ridiculous. Still, he had to do this for the company.

"Hello Bro! So how was our challenge?" greeted a burly man with a bottle of wine in his hand.

Alex just smiled wryly. He brushed past him then sat on the sofa and put Deborah on his lap.

"Does it have to be this intimate?" whispered Deborah, she was uncomfortable being in this position.

"Don't worry, the next minute will be hotter than this," Alex said, looking at Deborah closely.

Alex should be an actress, just like her. Her acting was so natural, even now she felt embarrassed.

"Didn't you say you could pamper the heirlooms down there. And do that! I've paid dearly, complete with your revenge plan!" Alex continued in a whispered voice.

There were three men sitting in front of them. They looked sarcastically at Deborah and Alexander. Should they be doing this here? In front of men who were staring at them intently?

As if they knew their wife's anxiety. Alexander grabbed Deborah's lips and kissed her gently.

"So is it just my woman who's going to party here? Where are the others?" said Alex smiling meaningfully at Deborah.

"Call them here!" said one of the men.

One by one, the women entered the room. There were three women with very seductive bodies. The curves of their bodies were covered with less fabric and were quite tight.

Debora was dumbfounded to see them. It seemed like she was the only one wearing a dress. Her heart was beating faster and faster. She had a feeling things wouldn't be good in the next minute.

"Let's switch partners." One of the other men spoke up. The man had hair that was neatly arranged on his jaw.

Debora's heart instantly stopped beating. Serving the man who was currently straddling her was already a nightmare. What would happen to her if she had to serve that man too.

Deborah accidentally grabbed Alexander's coat. Her hands were shaking more and more and she couldn't condition them.

Revenge was indeed the most important thing in her life. But ruining her future further was not a good choice.

"Why are you silent, give me your woman!" continued the bearded man with his eyes fixed on Deborah.

His eyes were already like a starving lion and were staring at a piece of meat that he was about to eat whole.

"Please, I will serve you until you are satisfied. But not with them." Deborah pleaded with a terrified face.

"Are you afraid? You're afraid of them, but not of me," Alexander chuckled.

"I am afraid of you. Now, let's get out of here," Deborah said with trembling lips.

"I think my woman approves of your idea," Alexander said, looking into Deborah's eyes that were starting to condense.

Hearing Alexander's words made Deborah's legs weak. She couldn't even support her own body.

The man in front of her right now was crazy. It was like he had stepped out of the lion's den and into the cage of a ferocious crocodile. So miserable, so pathetic.

There was nothing she could do. Her only hope here was the crazy man named Alexander. Meanwhile, he easily gave his wife away for free to these three creepy men.

There was a resounding cackle of victory. The three men seemed satisfied with what they got.

Deborah stepped with all her might. Her steps felt heavy to reach the distance that was only 50 meters in front of her.

"Come on beautiful, serve us like you serve your husband, I'm sure he's not as good as us," the other man chuckled, looking down on Alexander.

A few more steps and Deborah was on the bearded man's lap.

Dorr...

The bullet whizzed past Deborah's body and landed on the wall. If the bullet had missed just a little, Deborah's body and the bearded man's head would have been torn apart.

Deborah fell down. She was very surprised. She had no idea that Alexander had prepared everything.

Her vision blurred. Slowly all she saw was darkness and silence. She felt comfort enveloping her body.

When she opened her eyes. She saw a large expanse of grass and a little girl looking at her. The girl gave him a sweet smile.

'Angel'

Debora began to open her eyes. She saw the silhouette of a man standing behind her.

Debora rubbed her eyes and looked around the room. It looked like a classy hotel judging from all the expensive furniture.

Debora slowly got up and leaned on the bed. At the same time, the silhouette also turned to face her.

The man stepped closer and sat in front of Debora with a sour face. His firm jaw was hardened as if he was holding back a burning anger.

Debora gulped. She knew what would happen. If her plan had to fall apart right now, she would surrender. After all, there must be another way.

She didn't want to die of insanity at the hands of the four crazy men last night. Including the one sitting in front of her right now, Alexander.

"It turns out you can't be counted on," Alexander said, grabbing Deborah's hair.

The pain she felt was nothing compared to what happened a few years ago. Exactly five years earlier.

Whipping, slapping, and torture had been her daily bread. So just this kind of treatment would not scare Debora.

"You only said to serve you, not those three lunatics!" Debora replied looking at Alexander.

This was the first time she had met a woman who dared to look at her in anger. Usually women would shrivel up in fear when they saw him with a gun. But what happened this time? This woman was very different.

Alexander was starting to get interested. It turned out that what Demian said was true. This woman was not just any woman.

Alexander released his grip. He smiled meaningfully at Debora. He slowly caressed her cheek.

"So that means you can't serve them, but you can serve me?" Alexander asked bringing Debora's face closer with his fingers.

Deborah realized that she had disturbed a sleeping creature. In this cold morning air, there must be something seeking warmth.

Silly Deborah. She should have found another reason. And look what she did? The crazy man in front of her was already showing his hungry face.

"I didn't mean that, I just wasn't feeling well. So..." Deborah couldn't continue her sentence because Alexander's index finger had landed right on her lips.

It traced a lump of flesh with thin pink skin, very tempting. Slowly it felt the softness of other skin and ended at the collarbone.

Deborah felt her heart beating faster and faster. All the dark images began to play in her brain as if she was watching a movie.

The whipping and the people who had defiled her body with sinful hands. Deborah could not forget that moment.

When her life was on the brink of death and unfortunately her life was almost lost because of that chest-breaking event.

"Have you never done this before?" asked Alexander, who began shifting positions to confine Deborah.

Deborah nodded slowly. Because of the trauma she had experienced, she could not answer correctly.

Alexander's fingers had slid the rope hanging from her collarbone until the cloth covering Deborah's body sagged.

Maybe Deborah was wrong this time. At first she thought this man was LGBT and had never been interested in women. So without thinking, she agreed to everything.

The only thing on Deborah's mind was... she was going to play in a war movie with swords flying around. But what did she experience this time? The sword turned to look for its scabbard.

"Come on! Do I have to lead you through all this?" Alexander had already taken off the shirt wrapped around his torn bread.

"I-I..." Deborah quickly closed her mouth as Alexander's fingers played with her peach.

Emmhhh...