All Chapters of SECRETLY MARRIED TO HER BILLIONAIRE BOSS: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

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21. ~Klaire~

The next morning, I already regretted my life. Elise had arrived at the office dressed like she was attending a luxury brunch instead of training for one of the most demanding positions in the company.Stepping out of the elevator, we approached the executive assistant's office. My eyes widened at the luxurious standard. Compared to my small desk downstairs, one wouldn't think there were more places as extravagant as the CEO's office.Sometimes, I forgot this branch was owned by billionaire Vilmorre."Oh my God!" Elise screamed."Try not to scream. People work here.""This office is bigger than my apartment, Klaire" she continued in disbelief. "Look at this couch…""As you said, this is an opportunity. A very important one, so please you have to focus on keeping this job"Elise sat on the edge of the desk carelessly. "As long as Aleks likes me, working hard is the least thing to do. You worry too much""And you do not sound bothered at all. It is concerning Elise""Klaire, look. Mr. V

22. ~Klaire~

I checked the clock again and realized why the office was now empty. I had stayed engrossed in my work and had forgotten how much time I had left. Still, I had a lot to complete. So I might need to stay over at work.Two more reports. One scheduling review and all of Elise's unfinished assignments. At this point, I wasn't even angry anymore. I had gotten used to this routine, it was already part of my daily life. I was just tired. Too tired."Klaire, are you finished?" I heard Elise's voice from the door of my department. I looked up and my lips spread into a lazy smile. "Not yet" I responded. Behind her, Mr. Vilmorre appeared too and my stomach did that twisting it did whenever he was near. Which was annoying."Wrap it up quickly." Mr. Vilmorre said to me and then turned to Elise."I'll drive you home."Elise smiled. "That's a gentle man, right there" she told me.The idea of putting Mr. Vilmorre and gentle in the same sentence, upset me and he also looked personally offended by that

23. ~Aleksander~

By the time I had already arrived at Vilmorre Homes, I was already irritated. At myself. The silence I preferred in the apartment unfortunately wasn't helping me to think. I tossed my car keys on the table and headed straight to the shower. Cold water rushed down my head to my feet. For ten minutes. But it didn't rest my mind as it usually would. Not tonight.Every time I closed my eyes. I saw her. Mrs. Klaire. I saw all of her. Arguing with me at work. Glaring at me with disgust. Falling at the mall. Comforting me in the dark.My jaw tightened. I was a nuthole. And I couldn't believe I could not get a married woman off my head.We shouldn't have been that close. It was unacceptable. But worse, she shouldn't have seen me that way.She shouldn't have known that I had a weakness…that I was scared of something. She shouldn't have been in that position to comfort me. Not her. "Urgghh!" I splashed some water on my face again. Did this make me lose all the presence I always bring into a

24. ~Klaire~

I had slept in Elise's office, on the executive floor. It had a couch that was way better than the bed we slept on at home. I had woken up with a cramp in my neck, due to the position I had slept in, but after a shower, a little massage, and a change of clothes, I was back to work.Last night, I made a rough decision. A decision that was probably made from loneliness. Lex had unblocked me and texted back.Could we work out?Was I ready to be in a relationship? Worse, a marriage? Was this even the right time? Yet, I didn't want to lose another chance to make it up to Lex.One day, we would fix another meeting. This time, making our intentions known to each other was better.I went back to my department downstairs, when other people had started to arrive. Hours later, I was expecting to be called by Elise when she arrived, but she didn't.Neither for an extra job nor an appraisal for staying last night to complete all her duties.But I heard she was with the boss and had been in his off

25. ~Aleksander~

The Brooks retreat center looked exactly how I expected it to. Exclusive and Expensive. Organized to show the guests why the owner owned millions of dollars. It was a private estate that stretched to the beachside.Klaire stared out of the window and her hands stretched into the air like she wanted to catch it. We hadn't said a word to each other since we left the office.By the time we got out of the car, we were welcomed into the main lodge. "Mr. Vilmorre" the female staff member spread into a smile. "Welcome."She walked us into the hallway and showed us into our different guest suites. I studied how Klaire noted everything. She wasn't amused by all the wealth around her. She was composed and she easily fit into being called one of us."Mr. Brooks will be available this evening" one of the attendants explained. "Dinner has been arranged.I nodded. "Thank you" I entered into my suite and quickly returned to business. This trip wasn't about relaxation. It was about combining the alre

26. ~Klaire~

I stood in front of the mirror for almost five minutes, wondering if it was because Andrew never saw my body, maybe it made him turn toward my sister.But I didn't want to make excuses for a man. He knew I was busy. He knew father over worked me at Kingston just so I could take the company's profit from a zero to a hundred. He was aware there was barely time…for romance.Except for a quick kiss.If I gave him more than…The knock on my door had startled me and I had quickly grabbed the bed sheet and wrapped myself in it.Let's go for a walk.It was strange that he would request that. After the intense administrative meeting, I had thought we were all going to take a rest.I quickly searched my box for a dress and then stopped. This was Mr. Vilmorre…the one whom Elise liked. The one who made out with Elise.I shouldn't be out on a walk with him. Not at night, either. Not when I was yet to explain the racing of my heart beside him.But as I convinced myself to stay, my body refused to.

27. ~Aleksander~

The next day faded faster than it should have. One minute I was reviewing financial projections, the next, it was already evening and the Brooks Group dinner party was about to begin.I adjusted my cufflink and glanced at my wrist watch. It was past ten minutes and Mrs. Klaire still wasn't at the supposed spot to meet. Irritation was the next reaction, because I didn't understand how long it took to get ready.I left for the party without her and the ballroom was already crowded. Investors. Founders. CEOs. Old money. New money. The kind of people who could gather to buy the world.I greeted the people I respected and ignored the ones I didn't. I proceeded to endure conversations with the new ones I was forced to tolerate. Everything was going normally.Until the room went silent and everyone's heads turned at the entrance of Brooks, the host of tonight.When the rest of the crowd was clapping, my brows arched upwards. Robert Brooks wasn't alone. He was wrapped around a woman. A woman

28. ~Aleksander~

The button wasn't worth the trouble, yet we were struggling with it like kindergarten kids."Stop moving" she snarled"I was not moving" I grumbled"You're absolutely moving, Mr. Vilmorre""Well, I'm trying to help also" I responded and she looked at me with the hardest eyes and I just let the button go, closing my eyes."You already made it worse. And this is totally your fault. I would not be paying for any of the damage caused to your jacket. " Mrs. Klaire went on and on ranting about how I could have just been calm or we weren't going to be stuck in a situation like this.It was clear that the tension of our just-concluded argument still wavered in the air. At some point, she stopped trying to fix it and at some point, we both reached for the fabric together.Our fingers collided. Again. And again. And it became unbearable for both of us.This time, she closed her eyes instead. And watching her brows fold because she was angry almost made me smirk. And I began to notice the most r

29. ~Klaire~

I had gotten to our little apartment when I saw the text messages pop up on my phone. At first, my eyes could not believe what I was seeing. On the contrary, if I hadn't received it, I would have been so upset.I was credited by the Vilmorre enterprise.First, for my daily payment for assisting Elise, as agreed with the CEO.Next, for the great job I did at the retreat.And then another text explaining why some of the money was cut. Mr Vilmorre indeed took off his money for the ruined jacket.I almost laughed, but looking at the rest of the money in my account, I became glad I had something I worked for myself for the first time since leaving home.When Elise came in, she didn't look too happy, but I dared not ask or she would think I only wanted to interfere between her and Mr. Vilmorre, since she spent most of her day in his office."I think we should pay the rent tonight," I said to her.Her face lit up for a second and then she frowned again. "What do you mean?""I got a bonus for

30. ~Aleksander~

For three days, the tension between Klaire and me had gotten worse. It was professional, but also cold. If I asked for a report, she sent it. No unnecessary words or arguments. Even when I deliberately provoked her, she would only smile.For some reason, it bothered me.But I wouldn't apologize for accusing her of lurking over Brook. She did it and it was just right that she admitted her mistake. She also needed to apologize for assuming I was being partial with Elise…I was not. At least not yet.And if I were. She didn't know who Elise was to me.Hale stepped into my office with a look that immediately caught my attention. "You wouldn't believe what I found out" he mentioned, walking to take a seat opposite my desk."You asked me to investigate Miss Elise and the information I gathered…shook me to the bone" he exclaimed again.I straightened up in my seat. "What did you find?" I gestured for him to continue."The apartment we went to when we got back from Moscow…"The same one she w

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