The Contract Marriage with my Arrogant Boss

"You're going to be late on your first day," my mom's voice echoed as I stroked my face with a brush of makeup.

"Mom, I have to look my best. It's my first day working for the prestigious Rexel company." I responded, carefully looking over my outfit in the mirror. For a moment, my eyes met hers, just as she rested her weight on the room door.

Mom walked over to where I stood, picked a comb, and ran it across the length of my hair. "You'll do well today, you've got all it takes," she said reassuringly.

"I know, Mom, I've waited for this moment for a long time." I replied, then held her in a tight hug as a tear dropped on my cheeks.

"It's okay," she continued, with a tap on my back. "You've got to get going now." She added, releasing herself from my grip. I picked up my handbag alongside some vital documents, then waved goodbye to Mom.

However, when I got to the company, I took a moment to take in all the new changes I saw.

The skyscraper went as far as the heavens with a bold inscription of REXEL company written above. The sun's rays flickered over its window panes.

My heart raced on as I walked into the building. Am I really going to work for Rexel Tech Company? As though it wasn't enough that I got to work as a staff member of Rexel; I was also to work as the secretary to the CEO. What could be better than this? I grinned wildly, just as the hair on my arms rose in delight.

Not long after, I was assigned an office by the HR. A brief introduction of what I was going to do was made known to me while I got ready to give my best to the company. While I was getting settled into my tasks, I heard lots of noise from outside my office. I quickly found my way to the door, just to find out what was going on.

"I need you all to be on your best behavior. Anyone who's not ready to work or ready to see this organization become one of the best tech companies should take their leave right now!" a voice thundered, just as I closed my office door behind me.

"Who are you?" the voice yelled at me, his gaze turning over to my direction. "This has to be the CEO, Oliver Harrington," I thought silently.

"My name is Rachel Rodriguez. I'm to work as your secretary and assistant," I said.

"I can't remember when I asked for an assistant. Are you sure you're in the right place? You must have missed your way."

"No, I'm in the right place." I affirmed before I walked back to my office to bring my letter of employment.

I handed over the letter to him; he glanced over the contents, then glanced back at me.

"I'll tell you this for free. I'm a hard man, and if you must work here, then I need to see you do far more than your best. Your best isn't enough here. If you can't keep up, then you'd better call it quits on your first day." Oliver said before he flung the letter at me, then walked into his office.

I picked up the letter and wondered what could have gotten the CEO that mad. Not able to find an answer, I walked back to my office. The landline on my office table began to beep loudly while I sorted through a file. I picked it up after taking a while to understand how it worked.

"You don't dare waste a second of my time when you see the beep go off. I need you at my office. Come along with a cup of coffee."

"I'm sorry, sir," I quickly apologized, but he had already hung up.

I stood on my feet, walked over to the coffee-making machine towards the end of my office room, then made some coffee for him.

I knocked slightly at his door.

"Come in already, don't waste my time any longer." I heard his voice from behind the door before I gently pulled the knob to his door.

"What took you so long?" Oliver asked.

"I was working on some..."

"Enough! Drop the coffee on the table." Oliver said, cutting me short.

I gently placed the cup of coffee on the table before I returned to where I stood.

"Now, I need you to take an inventory of the sales made last month. I want it ready by noon. Here are the resources you'll be needing." Oliver said, referring to piles of paper stacked up together on his table.

I picked up the files and made my way to the door.

"And one more thing! You need to act faster and be time-conscious. Our work here is based on the time factor."

I nodded.

I was about to walk out of the office when I heard a sputtering sound from Oliver. I turned over only to see my boss throwing the coffee from his mouth. The rest of the coffee in the cup was poured onto the floor.

"What the hell did you do, Rachel?! I can't understand; can't you make a simple coffee for me? What's your use here, anyway?" Oliver thundered.

"Sir, I only ensured the mixture was creamy enough."

"Rubbish! Clean this mess up, make another coffee, and make sure to add no sugar. Then work on those files I gave you." I nodded for the second time, picked up the coffee cup from the floor, and then walked out of the office.

On my way back to my office, I met Tessy at the corner of the office space. She quickly walked over to where I stood.

"Hey girl! How's your first day at work?" Tessy called out excitedly.

"Terrible, I hate it here. I've just been getting into one trouble or another with the boss."

"Hey, come on, don't get worked up about it. He's just not in a good mood today."

"I see," I responded, but not fully convinced.

Just as we were talking, a lady walked into the building, dressed extravagantly. She moved past us, then walked to Oliver's office. She knocked on Oliver's door while she kept looking around until Oliver gave her consent to come in. She screamed out in excitement before she gave Oliver a hug.

"Girl, just do your work and don't let him get to you. I have got a bounce now," Tessy said before going back to her work desk.

By noon, I had yet to finish the pile of files given to me. I had to take a short break before I could continue with the inventory. While I took a glass of juice, the lady who came to visit Oliver walked out of his office with Oliver right behind her.

"Babe, you know these are working hours. You should let me know when next you're coming," Oliver said, with his hands wrapped over her waist.

"Really?" the lady asked.

"Of course, not like I care, but I don't want much gossip flying around. You know I'm the boss here."

"Well, that's more reason why I should be free to visit you whenever I want."

"I know, but still, I want you to let me know when next you'll be coming. I'm not a fan of surprise visits."

"Whatever. I'll stop visiting." The lady responded before she released herself from Oliver's grip. She walked towards the entrance of the building without looking back.

"Babe!" Oliver called out to the lady just as she stormed out of the building.

I got back to work and hurriedly finished off the rest of the inventory before I moved on to other tasks. A few hours later, two men walked into the building. They wore Italian suits and held onto briefcases. One looked way older, while the second man was a younger replica of the older man.

"Rachel, I need you at the office now!" The landline went off again. I knew this time he wanted to have the inventory. I quickly picked up the files, then headed to his office.

Over at the office, Oliver addressed the men while I stood from a distance.

"Come on, where are the files?" Oliver suddenly asked, his gaze fixed on me.

"Here they are," I responded hastily while dropping the files on the table.

"Who do we have here?" The older man asked, as soon as I dropped the files. "What's your name, young lady?" he continued.

"My name is..."

"Dad, her name is Rachel. She just joined us today," Oliver said, cutting me short.

"Ah, I see," Oliver's dad nodded. "My name is Alexander. I believe you have what we are looking for. Oliver must have filled you in on what is required of you."

"Yes, sir, my boss filled me in on everything."

"Good, you may excuse us now. We've got to finish up business."

"Alright," I responded back with a curtsy.

My first day had been hell, and I just couldn't wait to get home. The chances of continuing the job were slim; I silently prayed for time to move faster than usual.

A few minutes before the end of work hours, I got ready with all my documents and was just getting ready to leave when Oliver opened up the office door.

"Where do you think you're going?" Oliver asked.

"Uhm, it's about time for the end of today's work."

"I'll tell you when your work is over or not. Work on these, then you can think of going home." Oliver said before dropping another pile of files on my desk. "The earlier you start, the faster you get home."

I stood up, ready to protest. He possibly can't keep me from working extra hours when it's not part of our work agreement.

"If you decide to go now, don't bother coming back. Remember how dear this work is to you." Oliver added, as he stood close to the door with his back to me. "Get to work now." He continued before he left my office.

I collapsed onto my office chair, then placed my hands on my temples as I thought over what I had brought myself into. It had always been a delight since forever to work with Rexel company, but the reception just on the first day of work wasn't really appealing.

I got to work as fast as I could, moving from one file to another until the work was fully done.

I heaved a loud sigh, then rested my weight onto my chair. "Finally,"

I glanced at the clock hanging on the wall, only to notice that I had used two extra hours of my time for rest.

What more humiliation was I going to face with this company? With this thought, I tidied up my work area, then picked up my handbag, applied a light brush of concealer on my face, and stretched out my clothes.

My body ached, and my hands felt sore after hours of writing and working on files. Just as I was leaving my office, I heard strange sounds coming from Oliver's office. My mouth opened ajar as I wondered what could have possibly gone wrong.

I dropped my bag on one of the tables, then walked towards Oliver's office to check what was going on. I got there and found his office door slightly open. I peeped through the small opening to see one of the female staff kneeling between Oliver's legs.

She grabbed his cock, spat on it, then slowly took the full length of his cock into her mouth. She gulped it, until it made a gawking sound.

Oliver held her head with both hands, then slowly pushed her head down the entire length. Slowly, she began to gain momentum as Oliver kept moving his cock in and out of her mouth.

The staff quickly moved back after a moment, then a drool of her spit dropped onto her breasts and down to the floor. Oliver stood her up, then turned her over on the table. Locating her pussy, Oliver began thrusting her gently from behind while his momentum increased.

"Oh, you're so sweet. You know how to make me happy," Oliver said, his thrusts going deeper and deeper.

Oliver kept on going for another couple of seconds before he turned her over and placed her in the missionary position while fondling her breasts.

"Daddy will soon be here," Oliver said, to which the girl responded with a cheer.

"Yes Daddy!"

"Oh yeah, there you go. Yes, oh yeah! I love it. I love your pussy, baby." Oliver muttered some words before he got to the climax.

"What the fuck are you doing here, Rachel?" Oliver called out suddenly.

Only then did I discover that I had been seen by him. I quickly rushed out of the office area while he kept on calling me. I had had enough of a day's work.

It had been three days since I caught Oliver being intimate with a staff member. I did my best to stay clear of him and complete all the work required of me. I just needed to save enough money and quit this hellhole of a job.

The beep sound on the landline went off, alerting me to the real world. Without hesitation, I quickly walked over to Oliver's office.

"You requested my presence," I said, closing the door behind me as I walked into his office.

"Uhm, I see how you talk to me after what happened days ago."

"Nothing happened; you're the boss, and you call the shots here."

"Really? I do?"

I kept quiet, watching him stand up from his seat. He paced around for a moment, then walked towards where I stood.

"I could kiss those lips of yours right now," Oliver said, his hands running over the length of my right arm before he held my palm in his.

"You certainly won't."

"Is that meant to be a threat?" Oliver asked, his face shadowed with doubt.

"Not a threat, but a fact." I responded, releasing my palm from his grip.

"You're trying to act up, yeah? Remember when you said I call the shots here? So why can't I call the shots when it comes to kissing you?"

"I'm off-limits."

"Then go get yourself another job." Oliver said, flaring up.

He paced around the room, then returned to where I stood. He placed his hands on my left chest and was about to unhook the buttons on my blouse when I pushed him off.

"You can't do that... I'm your boss."

"An arrogant one."

Oliver ignored what I had just said, then walked close to where I stood for the second time. He placed his hands on my neck, then drew me into a quick and aggressive kiss.

I stared at him as I processed all that had just happened. He smacked his lips at me, then made seductive eye contact with me.

That was it; I'd had enough of this assault. Using the last nerve I had, not minding the consequences, I walked up to him, then smacked him across his cheeks.

Oliver stared hard at me, his hand placed on his cheeks.

"You dare slap me? Now leave my office!" Oliver said, his right arm directed towards the door.

I left the office, partly satisfied and also partly scared of losing my job. I walked back to my office, picked up some new tasks, and got to work just so I could distract myself from the thought of what could happen.

After about an hour, Oliver barged into my office.

"We have a board meeting right now; I want you to be there right away."

"Okay," I responded.

He looked at me for a moment, then released a loud sigh before he walked out of the room.

In the boardroom, the rest of the board members were already present while I found a seat to sit on. Oliver walked towards the projector at the center of the room. He made some hand gestures before the screen came to life.

"Ladies and gentlemen of the board, I want to welcome you all for being present at this meeting. As we all know, we are currently facing the threat of competition in the tech space, and as such, we need to come together, think together, and plan a way to stay up ahead. I'll need your full cooperation," Oliver said, addressing the room.

The meeting progressed, with each of the board members dropping in their respective suggestions alongside questions. I cleared up my throat just as the rest of the board members quickly turned over to look at me.

"Yes, Rachel? You've been quiet since the discussion began. Anything you want to tell us?" Oliver asked, his eyes focused on me until I felt he would pierce into my soul with those eyes.

I nodded my head to suggest I had nothing more to say.

"I know you do; everyone in this room is expected to say something or ask a question."

"Okay, I just think another important way to factor out competition is by standing out, and by standing out, we've got to provide gadgets or tools that are easily affordable and also ready for the new market. Basically, we need to introduce new products."

"That's beautiful; I love that." Oliver encouraged, grinning hard at me.

After the meeting, Oliver called out to me.

"Rachel, do wait behind. I need to talk to you briefly."

When the room was totally empty except for the two of us, Oliver walked to where I sat after closing the door against us.

"You know it's not in my place to apologize for whatever happened earlier."

"It's only professional if you do."

"Hell yeah. I suppose I'll have to apologize unprofessionally then."

Before I could ask how, Oliver's lips found mine for the second time. This time, it wasn't through force or a compulsion, it was rather the most natural kiss I had ever experienced. It didn't matter that he had been with other ladies or that he was a playboy.

I returned the kiss, willing myself to drown in his wet lips. He paused for a moment, then looked over at me.

"What? You have already started it. So go on and finish it", I replied to his silent question.

He cupped my face in his hands then drew me in for a kiss. With my eyelids held shut, our tongues danced rhythmically.

He stepped down, then pulled down my tight pants, revealing my new set of lingerie.

He pulled it off, sniffed it, then placed it in his breast pocket. Before I could ask the reason why, he buried his head deep into my pussy, his tongue making circular movements round my clitoris.

While I pressed his head deeper into my pussy, I heard noises from the door. I quickly scurried to my feet to find where to hide.