Wife Substitute Arrogant CEO

"Let go! Please don't touch me!"

The scream of a woman named Stefanny Anggraini-a beautiful twenty-six-year-old woman who was being ripped from her sacred crown by a drunk man who had apparently entered the wrong room.

"Shut up, sweetheart. You usually never reject me like this." Dion Pramudia-a thirty-year-old man who was none other than the son of the hotel owner-didn't realize who he was banging.

"Why is it so narrow?" he said in a hoarse voice. However, the man continued to force her to enter. Until finally Fanny's chastity was taken away by the man she did not recognize.

She could only scream, cry, roar and all the frustration united in her. Fanny had to lose the crown she had always guarded, which she would only give to her husband apparently had to be lost that night.

**

Morning had come. The struggle, which took almost two hours, broke Fanny's body. She had just done it. She didn't want to, but was forced to and didn't know that night was her unlucky night.

Hearing crying next to him, Dion finally opened his eyes and looked at the woman, who was hugging her knees.

"Who are you?" he asked in a heavy voice.

Fanny turned her head to him with her eyes fixed on him.

Plak!

A hard slap flew across Dion's cheek.

"What the hell are you slapping me for? Who are you? Why are you here?" he asked in an emotional tone.

Fanny wiped her tears roughly. "Take responsibility for what you've done to me. You took away my chastity!" she shouted later.

In fact, the woman had not even put on her clothes as proof that the man had touched her.

However, Dion smiled wryly. "How could I touch someone I don't know? Don't make this up!"

"The proof is already there! You came into this room drunk and raped me!" Fanny shouted again. "You planted it inside. You must take responsibility! I already know your name!"

Fanny looked at Dion's ID card to see who the person who had taken away her chastity was.

Dion then circulated his eyes, looking at the room, and indeed he had entered the wrong room.

"Okay, I apologize. It's my fault for entering the wrong room. I was drunk last night, no one accompanied me into my room. I apologize! But, as for taking responsibility, I can't."

The man easily refused to take responsibility, and even his words were very casual. While putting on his clothes, Dion looked at Fanny, who had been staring at him sharply.

"Let's just say that tonight you have satisfied me," he said and handed Fanny a few bills. "As a ransom for raping you. As for responsibility, I can't. I'm getting married to my lover in five days."

Fanny threw the money to the ground. "I am not a cheap woman who easily takes money as payment for my body! I never did that despicable job even if I needed money!" she said firmly.

Dion gave her an emotional look. "I already told you! I'm sorry and that money is my apology. What's your name? It looks like you're an employee here."

"Yes! I am an employee here and I will report you to my boss for raping his employee!"

Dion laughed out loud at the threat the woman issued to him.

"Oh, yeah?" Dion laughed again. "You know who you're going to report this to? Unfortunately, it's the hotel owner who raped you. Who do you want to report to? The police? Go ahead! If you're strong, pay for it."

Fanny lost badly. Really, it was bad luck that Fanny had to experience that day. She never thought that the man would be the owner of the hotel. Basically, she had never met the owner of the hotel in person.

"Take the money. If you still want to work here, never dare to say anything to anyone! Otherwise, don't expect to work here!" Dion threatened back with all the power he had.

Then he left the room, leaving Fanny behind. The man was completely irresponsible for his actions. How could she find an irresponsible man like Dion?

With trembling hands, tears continuing to flow, Fanny took all her clothes and immediately put them on again.

"Maybe it's my fate like this. That bastard won't admit his mistake," she whispered as she endured the pain in her thigh.

It was ten in the morning.

Dion had just returned home and entered his room. His head still felt dizzy from last night's hangover.

"Ms. Irma. You're not here. What's wrong?" Yuni-who was none other than Dion's mother-approached her future in-law, who suddenly came to her house.

"Is Dion here?" Irma asked later. Her eyes could not lie that the fifty-year-old woman looked sad.

Yuni nodded her head slowly as she looked at Irma in confusion. "I'll get Dion first."

Irma nodded as she flashed a faint smile. There were many things she wanted to talk to the family about.

"Dion. Your future in-laws are outside. I think he wants to talk to you." Yuni approached her son, who was lying down.

Dion got out of bed and approached his future father-in-law, who was sitting in the living room.

"Ma. Not with Citra?" Dion sat down next to Irma and asked her about his future wife.

Irma shook her head slowly as she looked at Dion with a weary face.

"I think this wedding should be canceled, Dion."

Dion and Yuni turned their heads quickly to the woman.

"What?! Why, Ma? Wh-what's going on? It's in five days. Why did it have to be canceled?" Dion was in a panic. He was afraid that Fanny would reveal everything to Citra's family.

'Just watch out if all this is because of you!' he said to himself. He blamed Fanny for making the wedding canceled.

"We just examined Citra. She has been experiencing pain in her solar plexus for the past six months. After we examined her, Citra was diagnosed with cancer," Irma said, telling him the reason for the canceled wedding.

Dion gaped. His eyes glared at Irma. He was shocked beyond belief after hearing such astonishing news.

"No-no way. Citra can't possibly have a history of such a disease," Dion said as he shook his head.

"But everything is true, Dion. We're sorry, this wedding has to be canceled." Irma excused herself from the house after apologizing and telling him the wedding had to be canceled.

Citra would be taken abroad for treatment until she recovered. However, even if there was someone willing to donate her liver, her life would still not be long.

"What about this, Dion? The invitations have been distributed, the decorations, the reception venue and everything is one hundred percent complete. Mama doesn't want to bear the shame, Dion! You're the one who asked her to throw this festive party! Shame on you!"

Yuni was furious. She couldn't accept the cancellation. "Where do you want to put your face, Dion? Anyway, I don't want to know. Find a replacement bride for Citra right now!"

Dion turned his head quickly toward his mother. "Ma! I just want to marry Citra. Wait until she's all-"

"No! That family has brought shame to our family. You should find a replacement and forget about that sick woman! It's so good, the wedding is on the horizon, and she just told me everything!"

Yuni was furious. She then contacted her husband, informing him that the wedding was canceled.

"Your papa agrees. Find a replacement bride. Hurry, Dion! There's no more time." Yuni insisted her son find a replacement bride.

Dion finally remembered the woman he had slept with last night. He went back to the hotel and, reluctantly; he chose her as his replacement bride.

Arriving there. Dion looks for Fanny's whereabouts, hoping that she is still there.

As the sun rises, the sun rises. Fanny found Dion. The man then approached him with a flat face.

"Marry me. But, don't be happy yet. You'll only be a replacement bride! And one more thing. Don't expect love from me, because it will never happen!"

Fanny stared fixedly at the man's face. "Then, should I accept it happily?"

"What do you mean, talking like that?"

Fanny looked flatly at the man's face. "Why choose responsibility? You yourself said you would get married in five days. Why marry me?" asked Fanny, asking Dion for a reason suddenly even in just a matter of hours the man had returned and wanted to marry her.

"The wedding was canceled," he said honestly, while holding back his embarrassment.

Fanny smiled wryly. She wanted to tease the man. However, she didn't dare because Dion had full power there.

"Don't refuse, let alone disobey! I've been kind enough to want to take responsibility and marry you," he said ridiculously.

Fanny didn't know what else to answer. Really, the man always spoke highly and made her want to knock him down.

"It's your own fault. Why do you look angry like this at me? You are the weirdest man on earth, Dion!"

The man waved his hand. He didn't want to listen to all the babbling from her mouth.

"Come to my house right now. Mama won't look at your background. She just wants to find a replacement bride!" he said and pulled her away.

Took her into the car and immediately drove the car to his parents' residence.

Arriving home, Dion again pulled her hand and entered his house. Introducing Fanny to her parents.

"This is the woman who will be your replacement bride?" asked Yuni, as she pointed to Fanny.

Dion nodded his head as he glanced at Fanny, who was standing next to him. "Yes, Ma. Her name is Fanny. An employee at our hotel."

Yuni nodded slowly. "Alright. She's pretty and seems nice. Where are your parents, Fanny? I want to talk to your parents."

"I have no family, ma'am," she replied briefly. "I've been an orphan since I was in junior high school," she explained.

"That's good. At least we don't have to get to know you further. In five days, we will have the wedding. You stay in this house. Let Dion come out and live in his apartment."

Yuni extended her hand to the woman. "My name is Yuni. And this is my husband, your future father-in-law. His name is Herman."

The man smiled at her. "Thank you for being Dion's wife. We will love you with all our hearts. Don't be afraid. Think of it as your real parents."

Fanny smiled softly at Herman's gentle words. "Thank you, sir."

"Come here after you get married, Fanny. Because after marriage, you will not live here. There is a house that has been provided and it will certainly make you comfortable living there," Yuni told her.

Fanny smiled softly again. 'How can I be comfortable when I'm living with a crazy man who doesn't know what he's getting himself into?'

'If it wasn't for the fear of the seed growing, how would I want to ... marry an arrogant man like him? Arrogant, shameless!'

Fanny sighed softly after being satisfied with cursing Dion, even if only in her heart.

**

Five days passed.

The wedding really happened. Fanny had legally become Dion's wife, even though she was only a substitute bride. Just to make her parents happy because the wedding didn't need to be canceled.

"You should be the one sitting here," he said quietly while looking at Citra's face on his cell phone.

Dion did not consider Fanny, who looked so beautiful. All this time, Dion had only been staring at his lover, who he could not make his wife. In fact, the woman had gone abroad to treat her illness.

"Congratulations, ma'am. Finally, his son got married too. His wife is exquisite, ma'am." One of Yuni's friends congratulated them. Then he shook hands with Fanny and Dion.

"Never show victory because in the end I have to take responsibility!" Dion said as he looked flatly at Fanny.

However, he could not deny that she was indeed beautiful. Dion then looked away because he didn't want to see her face.

"I never expected more from this marriage. Don't worry!" he said harshly.

Dion looked back sarcastically at Fanny, who was now his wife. "Even though you're beautiful, that doesn't mean I'm going to melt and change Citra's place in my heart."

Really, the woman wanted to laugh at Dion, who said so confidently. However, all Fanny could do at the moment was stare flatly at the man's face and then sit on the chair.

The wedding reception there was so luxurious and lively. The wedding was like any other wedding. With a bride and groom who love each other. In fact, what actually happened was the opposite.

The time was ten o'clock at night. That very second, Dion and Fanny went to live in their new home. A wedding gift from their brother-Satya, who could not attend the wedding because he was abroad.

"This is my room, and this is yours! Only when my parents are around, we share a room. Remember, Fanny. Don't expect more, let alone expect love from me!"

Fanny smiled wryly. "If it wasn't for you, insisting that your parents agree to us getting married, I wouldn't have expected you to take responsibility!"

Dion smiled wryly. "Then do you have any regrets for giving in to my parents' wishes? You can rest easy, Fanny. After Citra recovers from her illness, I'll divorce you and thank you for being willing to be a substitute bride!"

Fanny just stared at the face of the man who was now her husband. She then picked up her suitcase and carried it into her room. Even with Dion. He went into his room to lie down on his body because of the fatigue that was approaching.

"What kind of marriage is this? Married to a man who doesn't want me at all." Fanny rubbed her face lightly.

Currently, she was standing in front of the mirror. Staring at her face, that had been cleared of makeup earlier. Only wearing a bathrobe, because she had just finished bathing.

"Maybe it's my fate to be like this. Married to a man who will never love me. Even with me. I never intended to love you, Dion!" she swore. "I hope the seed doesn't grow. Dion will divorce me after his girlfriend recovers from her illness." Fanny sighed softly.

She came out of the bathroom. She was surprised to see Dion sitting on the edge of his bed.

"What are you doing?" she asked with her eyes perfectly round.

Dion took a step toward her. Truly, the man was so creepy that it frightened Fanny.

"Have you forgotten that you're already my wife?" he asked, holding her chin.

"You never wanted me to be your wife! Never touch me again, Dion!" screamed Fanny who was getting scared.

There was a sense of trauma in her when she remembered that night. Dion took her chastity away, apparently leaving a painful wound.

However, Dion apparently didn't care. Hypocrite, is one word that is suitable for Dion. The man did not love Fanny, not that he would never touch her.

The difference was, that night he did it consciously. Caressing her body for the lust that was lodged inside him.

"Do you think the dowry I gave you was just to please my parents? I need pleasure too. Don't refuse! I'll fuck you right now!" he said then forcibly opened the bathrobe worn by Fanny.

Until now, her body has been exposed to this barbaric man. In that instant, her own husband molested Fanny. Even though there was no love, let alone pleasure in making love, apparently it didn't matter to Dion.

The important thing was that his own wife channeled his desire that night. The strokes very tormented Fanny, carried out by her husband. Many times Fanny complained of pain, but not once was the man ignored.

For an hour already, the crazy game was carried out. Dion left Fanny just like that after his desire was fulfilled. While Fanny only grimaced in pain in her groin.

"Dion is crazy!" she squealed later. "It hurts, for God's sake," she whispered as she pulled the blanket over her body, which was sore and aching from her husband's actions.

**

It was already seven in the morning. Fanny opened her eyes slowly. Looking at the sunlight that tried to sneak in behind the curtains of the window in the room.

"What time is it?" she said quietly, then looked at the clock perched on the wall of the room. "Aww!" Fanny winced at the pain in her chest. Dion had made many red marks there.

"Disgusting," she said and got out of bed as she endured the pain in her groin and chest.

The natural torture Dion had done to her really made Fanny regret holding the man accountable. If she knew Dion had a game that made Dion took her body crumble like this away.

"Fanny!" Dion shouted then.

Fanny immediately locked the bathroom door to prevent Dion from entering. She didn't want to be forced to serve him again because her body still felt broken.

"Finish bathing, prepare breakfast for me! I have to go to the office this morning too," he said, then came out of the room again.

Fanny let out a long breath. "Without you, it's much better. I can be free to sleep all day to restore my energy that was drained by you," she said softly.

She then finished her bath and quickly put on a towel.

"Anticipation. Worried about Dion coming back in." Fanny locked the door to her room because she wanted to get dressed first.

Fifteen minutes later, Fanny came out of her room. She looked flatly at Dion, who was sitting and staring at Citra's face on his cell phone.

"What do you want to make?" she asked flatly.

"Something simple, fried rice."

Fanny did not answer. She walked straight to the kitchen and prepared breakfast for her husband.

"Should I put poison in his food?" she muttered as she stirred the fried rice.

Fanny could think in quite a distant direction because she was so angry with her husband.

It took almost fifteen minutes for Fanny to make fried rice for Dion, and she finally finished. She then gave the plate of fried rice to Dion, who had made an angry face because he had waited too long.

"For today only, I have to send you first. Tomorrow and so on, without me having to tell you, breakfast should already be at the dining table!" Dion ordered Fanny sternly.

She nodded her head slowly. "Yes!" she replied briefly.

That apparently angered Dion again. What did he want? Even Fanny was confused about how to conquer her husband. The harder she was, the more Dion would become. If she was gentle, of course, it would make her feel like her husband's slave.

"Keep working. So that I don't have to give you money for your own needs!" Dion said, clearly emphasizing that he was reluctant to provide for his wife.

Fanny smiled sadly. "No need to be reminded. Because I'm basically going to keep working even though I'm married to the hotel owner!" she fumed later.

Of course, Dion was annoyed and angry with Fanny, who was apparently far from his expectations. He thought Fanny would obey everything he said, cowardly and weak. Apparently, everything in his mind was wrong.

Fanny is not a weak woman who is easily oppressed. Dion had to be careful with his wife. Don't let her complain to her parents. Dion then left the house after finishing his breakfast.

Her cell phone rang, a call from Yuni. She pressed the green button, accepting the call.

"Yes, hello, Ma?"

"Are you home?" she asked later.

"Yes, Ma. I'm at home."

"Okay. I'm going there right now. I have something to talk to you about."

"Yes, Ma. I'll be waiting. It is in the afternoon."

Yuni was silent for a moment. "You... still work there? Okay, okay. Let's discuss it after I get there." Yuni hung up the call because she was driving her car.

Fanny sighed softly and put the cell phone on the dining table. While waiting for her mother-in-law to arrive, Fanny washed the dishes first.