The CEO'S Hidden Wife

The heavy lined curtains left an opening, from which the morning light shone in. Sienna Harper opened her eyes slightly and could feel a throbbing pain in her head. Her body was achy and sore, like every muscle in her body had been overworked or pulled.

The first thing she saw was the luxury carpet from the morning light and the yellow-gold walls.

Where was she? Is she dreaming? While rubbing her head, she tried to sit up but felt an arm clasping her waist. She was shocked to feel a warm body pressing tightly against her.

The memory of last night came flooding back. She vividly remembers that the people were dressed in fancy clothes, and everyone was toasting. She could remember the sound of the champagne being poured and the clinking of the glasses.

She drank too much. She remembers someone telling her to go lay down and rest. She tried to refuse, but he was too strong, and she was unable to stop him. The man put her in a hotel room, and then he made an excuse and left.

She grabbed for the bed in the darkness, and to her surprise, there was someone in it! A pair of hot hands wrapped around her waist. She could feel her body being pressed under a man's body. It made her dizzy. She was so hot and sweaty as his body rested against hers. His face was so close that she could feel his hot breath on her face. It seemed as though she was being watched. She could see a dark shadow lurking from the window; then, she heard a low, magnetic voice saying, "Do what you were paid to do?"

His kiss was warm and wet, and he caressed her lips with his. His big hands ripped off her skirt impatiently as she struggled to get the words "No" from her mouth. She was incoherent, she groaned unconsciously. He entered her slowly, and she grabbed him by the shoulder and said, "It hurts!" The man stopped suddenly and said, "Are you a virgin?" She was speechless from the pain. He stretched out his hand, gently moved her hair from her cheek, and whispered, "You sweet little thing, how you have pleased me."

He instantly moves fast and hard. It's rough, it's urgent, it happens. She feels a burst of warm rush through her body, and all her muscles tighten. She blushed as the blood came rushing to her face. She turned her head carefully and saw the side of a perfect face, with dark features, thick eyelashes, and jet-black eyes. Her thoughts suddenly froze. "I have no idea who this man is. How could I have sex with this man?"

Her face was pale. She felt as though she was going to pass out. She must leave before he wakes up. Sienna had no time to think. She removed the man's arm from her waist and got out of bed carefully.

The pain in her thighs made her legs feel weak. She latched on to the edge of the bed, and she went down on her knees. She got up and got herself dressed in last night's sexy dress. Tidied up her hair casually and looked back at the man in the bed with a confused look. She headed for the door as quickly and quietly as she could.

The door of the presidential suite was left open, a small head peeked in and looked around to make sure there was no one else inside the room, and a petite figure roamed up and down the corridors of the hotel.

Just as Sienna left the room, the man in the bed opened his eyes. His eyes were sharp like a hawk.

The hidden bodyguard looked at him, wondering whether he should go after her or not as he cast his eyes on the older man.

The old man thought for a moment and went forward and knocked on the opened door of the presidential suite. "Come in," the man said. His voice was as cold as ice. The old man walked into the room and saluted respectfully, "Young Master."

The man opened his deep, dark eyes, ignored him, and lazily picked up his clothes and began to put them on. Fortunately, the old man had been with him for more than twenty years, so he knew his young master's character very well. The old man asked, "Do you want me to stop her?"

The man heard the remark, and his body suddenly started to tremble. He was shaking with the quilt as he looked down and saw the red trace of blood below. His eyes fluttered as he remembered the sweet taste that had made him envision the events of last night.

Right from the moment he touched her, his body, which had been silent for many years, immediately reacted. While touching her, he was surprised that he didn't get the sickening feeling that he got when he touched other women. "This woman interests me," he thought to himself.

He put on his clothes and sat on the sofa, his long legs stretched gracefully, like a king, with a cold face and dark eyes. He did not say a word but had an angry look on his face. The old man saw him grow up from an early age, and he could not help but be afraid.

"Say..." The old man was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat. "Everything is my fault, and please punish me, young master." The man closed his eyes as if he had not heard him, and his expression was sluggish as if he had just woken up. The old man knew that this was a sign of the young master's real anger. If he wanted to ask, it would be safe, and if he said nothing to you, it would be over.

Although the old man was still calm on the surface, he was apprehensive in saying, "I should not have drugged you, nor should I have concealed that the purpose of you returning to China was to confirm your relationship with the Brooks Family. Master, punish me, please." The old man said.

In fact, the old man was relieved that the young master had feelings for these women. The old man, Mr. Kai, finally solved the family's worries for so many years. The young master avoided any contact with women. This was a secret the family could not tell.

When he was young, he was considered immature. Now the young master was 26 years old, and he did not even have a girlfriend. The only people around him were all men. The family had begun to doubt the young master's sexual orientation secretly. The board of directors was prepared to act, so many people wanted to seize the evidence and remove the master from office.

Mr. Kai wanted him to marry within the Brooks family but was worried that the young master was a homosexual. He knew that the method of drugging his master was terrible, but the result was a good one.

"Who's that woman?" asked the man. The old man said with a little embarrassment, "Master, that woman is not the woman I arranged for you." The master opened his eyes, and his eyes looked deep at the old man. "Last night, when the woman came here, the bodyguard thought it was the woman I had arranged for you, so he brought her into your room. Then there came another woman, and it was too late to realize that there was a mistake."

We could hardly change her back, now could we? The old man did not speak directly, but the meaning was clear. Anyway, the important thing was the result, as long as it proved that the young master had a sexual desire for women. The type of woman seems to be of vital importance.

She can serve the master with her sexual indulgence, and she can get paid a little more for doing so. The man's eyes sank. If it hadn't been for that woman, would he have slept with another woman who was arranged by the old man? No woman has ever touched him, and the thought of it made him sick. Why didn't he hate it when he touched her or when she touched him? Just thinking about her erotic touch made him feel sexually aroused. "Go and find all the information about that woman," he said. "Yes, Master." The old man answered and respectfully retreated. The man's eyes, which had always been cold and ruthless, were now somehow different.

When Sienna arrived at the elevator, it was clear. Everyone had already gone.

She could see her image in the mirror. Looking at her shoulders and neck, she noticed that they were covered with hickeys. She was agitated because if she were to be seen like this, it would definitely be written on the front page of the headlines.

That would definitely give her a bad reputation. How outstanding is the reputation of a female actress? The market has abandoned many famous actresses because of the chaos of their private lives.

The elevator had only reached the third floor. She made up her mind to tear the long skirt off her knees and put it around her shoulders and neck as if it were a shawl. Ding, the elevator was on the first floor.

As she did not want to be recognized, she lowered her head to cover her face with her hair. She hurried out and did not notice the reporters gathered at the door of the hotel. When she came out, someone whispered to the person next to him "Is this Sienna?" She wouldn't escape wear such a rag." said one of the reporters.

"Sienna!" A sweet voice came from behind her. It was particularly loud in the quiet lobby. She turned around and saw a beautiful face. It was from Jenna Voss. "It's really you!" she said with a sarcastic smile on her face.

The reporters were all set up outside and began to take pictures. "What's the matter with you?" Sienna said, rubbing her sore body.

Jenna touched her curly hair and smiled defiantly, "Producer Vance just expressed his appreciation for you last night, and you showed up in the hotel this morning. What happened last night?"

Of course, Jenna knew what had happened. She called the reporters this morning as a way to try and embarrass Sienna. Sienna chuckled, "You showed up at the hotel early this morning, didn't you have something to do with the producer?"

"Derek drank a lot of wine last night, and I took care of him all night," Jenna said with a smile.

"I'm not like you. Derek and I are already engaged, and you? If I remember you correctly, you've been claiming to be single, right?" Hearing Derek Lang's name, Sienna froze for a moment, she adjusted her mood and reminded herself not to be influenced by Jenna's vicious words.

"It's none of your business." Sienna turned around and was ready to go. Of course, Jenna would not let her go. Suddenly, she pulled the shawl off Sienna's neck. "Oh, sorry, Sienna, my hand slipped." Jenna pretended to cover her mouth, but her heart was already full of joy. Some hickeys on the shoulders and around the neck were more evident in the bright light, and anyone could see what they were.

All the reporters were intrigued. "Miss Sienna, did you stay with Producer Vance last night? Have you been lying about being single?" She couldn't escape. She was surrounded. The lights on the cameras flashed, Sienna was forced to step back, and she had no idea what those reporters were saying. It was so noisy that her discomfort from last night was coming back.

Her life as an actress was over.

Without thinking, Sienna forgot to cover her hickeys for a moment and stood in the hotel lobby to let the reporters take her photos. Suddenly, a warm body pulled up behind her and put a cologne-flavored suit over her shoulders. "There is no producer Vance. She was with me last night." A cold voice sounded in her ear.

Sienna did not react; she looked back without thinking but saw a somewhat familiar face. It was the man who she was with last night! "Get your hand off my waist!" Sienna started to tremble. Why was she being treated like this? Why did he join them?

The man did not let her go; his arms clasped around her waist and led her into the hotel. As he walked, he said, "Mr. Reyes, deal with it." Mr. Reyes nodded respectfully, then presented a black card to the noisy reporters.

"I'm an interim spokesman for the Kai family if you have any questions, just ask me." When the reporters heard the name Kai, they were surprised and slowly put down their cameras and notes.

The Kai were the most powerful and prominent family in Los Angeles. The family grasped the level of the LA entertainment economy and had connections with various industries, especially in this economically developed city. They with various industries, especially in the city. The Kai family's control of the media was particularly tight, except for normal corporate dynamics, and other reports would never come out unless they passed their close examination, especially when it came to the family's current heirs.

Once a newspaper sent a profile photo of Grayson Kai, then the family bought the whole newspaper office. They had been warned in the past that their careers would be in jeopardy if they published any of the photos that would be taken today. Whatever the Kai family wanted, they got.

Jenna, who was standing by her side the whole time, was stunned. She clasped the bag in her hand, and she looked very annoyed. "How did this happen? I thought this was going to kick Sienna out of the entertainment circle for good. Why would someone protect her?" Jenna wondered.

Of course, she had heard of the Kai's reputation, and even she wanted to be introduced to the director of their family, not even mention she thought she was entitled to see their family all. How could Sienna have anything to do with a man like this? She had no idea who he was, but she knew he was powerful.

Jenna reluctantly took out her phone and dialed a number. As soon as the phone connected, Jenna asked in a low and angry voice, "Didn't you say everything's done? What's the matter with the Kai?"

"There seems to have been a little confusion, Jenna, and it has already been done. Last night, I was a little waiting for Sienna to get drunk, and then I took her to room 2005, what was the Kai room number?" said the voice on the phone.

"What? 2005?" Jenna said frantically. "It was 205!" She got...

Jenny was startled. She was explaining, but Jenna could no longer listen. Sienna, that bitch hooked up with one of the Kai!

"Jenna, let's go." A gentle male voice came from behind.

Jenna was shocked; her fierce expression instantly vanished. She turned back and laughed, "Derek..." Derek hugged her. "Here's the charger. It's under the bed. Let's go." Jenna smiled and nodded. She immediately leaned into Derek's chest and walked out with him, her eyes covered with rage. "It's all right. He won't miss again next time."

Grayson, that was the name of the man who Sienna spent the night with, hugged Sienna's waist as tight as he could. They could no longer see anyone outside. She breathed a sigh of relief and fell weakly to his feet. Grayson quickly picked her up into his arms. Sienna could not forget what had happened to her. "Don't touch me!" "These were her last words before she passed out. Leave me alone!"

No one has ever told him to get out. Grayson gave a low smile and picked up the woman in his arms. "That's impossible," he whispered in her ear. When Sienna woke up, she found herself in the hotel room again, although it was the same decoration, it was a new room.

Thinking of last night, she examined her body warily and found that the ripped dress had been changed, and she was wearing a decent meter white dress. "Don't worry, and the maid changed it for you."

Sienna suddenly looked up from hearing a familiar voice. He was sitting on the sofa. The man sat lazily, his hands crossed behind his head, with such a relaxed posture. Sienna thought he looked like a King. His eyes were sharp but beautiful, and he was staring closely at her.

Sienna was too afraid to look at him; she panicked and looked away. Then she found someone else in the room. She saw an old man standing behind him, Mr. Reyes. He was a generation housekeeper trained by the British aristocrats.

He saw her, and then he nodded slightly, "Miss." It scared Sienna, she had no idea who he was, but he seemed to know who she was. Her hand trembled slightly in the bed. She clenched her fist and forced herself to calm down. "Who are you? What do you want with me?" she asked.

"Is that your attitude towards your savior?" Grayson spoke quietly. Sienna forgot about how afraid she was and growled, "Excuse me? You raped me last night, you stand up in front of the paparazzi, and you kidnap me. Who the hell are you, my lifesaver?"

Grayson raised his eyebrows slightly, "I saved your career. Wasn't that what you wanted?" Sienna was stunned. "What are you talking about?" "None of today's photos will go out, and there won't be any bad reports about you. Was I not helping you?"

"Are you serious?" Sienna stared at him in disbelief. Grayson closed his eyes, obviously, he disdained to answer such a question. Sienna thought about how she lost her virginity last night and started to get angry, "You raped me last night, and now you are just trying to make amends? What do you mean by saving me?"

Mr. Reyes peered quietly at his young master's side and saw that he was at a loss for words. He knew that he did not want to answer the questions, then it was left up to him to speak for him.

"Well, Miss Sienna, according to our investigation, you were supposed to have been sent to producer Vance's room last night. Instead, you were sent to my master's room because someone had made a mistake."

Sienna was stunned, and after a while, she asked, "Producer Vance?" She knew this man very well. He had been pestering her since he met her three months ago. He had harassed her many times about going out with him. If she had been sent to producer Vance's room, it would have been the end of her entertainment life.

Sienna's eyes shifted to Grayson's handsome face, wondering what kind of man he was. At least his eyes looked better than Vance, she thought to herself. "Yes, and my master decided that he will marry you, and you can go get your marriage certificate and go to the courthouse and be wed." "What? Can you not be serious? I have no idea who this man is, and you want me to marry him? No, thank you." Sienna looked around and saw the two men that they meant business. That was not a joke. They were very sincere.

"We are serious, Miss Sienna," Mr. Reyes said respectfully. "You're crazy, and I don't even know him! How could I marry him?" Sienna felt like she was going to lose her mind. It was causing her so much turmoil to even think about having had sex with a stranger.

Now, this person who she barely knows wants to marry her. They must be Crazy! She did not want to be with this stranger forever because of one night. "My name is Grayson. I'm the CEO of the Kai Group." A cold voice suddenly appeared. Sienna was wondering if he was introducing himself? What does he think that if he introduces himself, they can go and get married and live happily ever after?

"Don't do this, okay? We are adults, and we slept together. It was a one night stand, and it was a mistake. Let's just forget about it, can't we?" Sienna said. There was no expression on the man's face. She couldn't figure out what he was thinking. "This just doesn't make sense!" she thought.

Sienna got angry, she jumped out of bed and looked at her bag. She grabbed it as she was about to leave, she felt powerless and almost fell to the ground again. Grayson, who had been about to leave, rushed over to her and stretched out his hand. He clasped her shoulder and hugged her in his arms before she fell. "Just let me go!" Sienna shivered with anger.

Grayson looked down unwittingly and saw her big deer eyes staring at him. Her cheeks were red with anger, and her eyes were dark. He loved looking into her eyes. "Breakfast." Grayson stared at her. He glanced at Mr. Reyes, and Mr. Reyes nodded immediately and respectfully said, "Yes."

Grayson, despite her struggles, picked her up and put her in bed. He sat back on the sofa and looked at her with his eyes. He could feel all these emotions stirring inside of him. Feelings that he had never felt before.

"While you were resting, I got the doctor to come in, and he checked your sugar levels. It appears as though you have hypoglycemia, which is why you are shaky and weak. Are you hungry, or would you rather eat something later?" he asked. "I won't, I want to get out of here!" she bit into her lower lip.

Grayson smiled and said, "Since you won't let me take charge, then let's talk about a deal." "What deal?" Sienna's big eyes stared at him cautiously. "My family wants me to get married, and I am not. You'll stay married for six months, after that, I will set you free. I will give you a good reward." Sienna frowned. "Why me?"

Grayson suddenly smiled.