A CONTRACT MARRIAGE WITH MY BILLIONAIRE ARROGANT BOSS

His Trophy Wife, The Apex Predator

Eydie Pfefferle

My husband of three years, Arthur Vanderbilt, came home smelling of his mistress's perfume and threw divorce papers on our marble kitchen island. He demanded I sign away all rights to our assets for a five-million-dollar "severance," calling me a leech his family picked up from the suburbs to solve a temporary PR crisis. When I refused and demanded my four percent equity in the Vanderbilt Group, he and his mistress, Serena, launched a vicious smear campaign. They planted false stories on Wall Street forums, accusing me of laundering money for an Eastern European crime syndicate. They tried to force my hand with a check for five hundred million, which I tore up and threw in his face. To them, I was just a trophy wife they could easily discard. They had no idea that the "leech" they so despised was the anonymous investor who had secretly bailed out their entire company three years ago, saving them from bankruptcy. Their final move was to hire an actress to publicly accuse me of fraud in the lobby of the most powerful law firm in Manhattan. They didn't realize I was there to retain the firm's most ruthless lawyer. After security threw them out, I looked my replacement in the eye and made her a promise. "Prepare for an FBI probe into perjury and corporate defamation."

Modern Revenge

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"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.

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