Filed to story: The CEO’s Wife Is a Secret Boss Novel (Allison & Jeremy) Free Online
The man hugged Rose rightly by her waist. Her face was blushed. A sweet-smelling lady was glued to his chest; it was undeniably captivating.
“Besides, you’re my boyfriend, not my husband.”
“Is there a difference? Are you saying there’s a chance for someone else if I don’t behave?” Silas’ warm breath tickled her ear as he squeezed her waist.
Rose playfully challenged him, tilting her chin up. “We’ll see about that, mister. It might not be you if you keep this up.”
“I dare you, Rosie.”
Silas leaned in and kissed Rose fervently, parting her lips with his tongue, and enveloping her in his embrace.
Rose was taken aback and flushed with embarrassment. Though she considered pushing him away, Silas’ passionate kiss left her unable to resist. She averted her gaze, her fingers trembling as they curled around his necktie.
With a soft tug, their tongues danced together with increasing intensity.
Silas whispered in her ear, “You can’t think about anyone else. It’s only me in your future.
Though meant as a jest, Silas couldn’t shake off the possessive fury burning in his eyes.
Only God could comprehend the sting of jealousy that Silas felt as he watched the intimacy between Jeremy and Alyssa, or the flirtatious exchanges between Jonah and Julien.
Even in his dreams, Rose’s face haunted him, turning his desires into lustful fantasies.
Now that he had won her heart and tasted the sweetness of their relationship, he yearned for her intensely, feeling addicted to her presence. He was unwilling to be away from her for even one second. As Silas and Rose kissed passionately, Alyssa and Jeremy remained silent, not daring to turn their heads or speak.
Arriving at the restaurant’s basement parking, Jeremy let out a long sigh, his forehead glistening with sweat.
“You’re sweating buckets,” Alyssa remarked, wiping his face with a tissue from her purse. “I told you, my brother looks serious on the surface, but lustful within. By day, he was a normal man. But by night, he was like an animal on the heat.”
“Both of you are definitely siblings, alright. Only you would dare to say this because you’re his sister.”
Jeremy grabbed her hand and placed it on his chest. “However, I understand how Silas feels.
“Back then, when you chose to accept me once again, I was overwhelmed with joy,” Jeremy confessed. “I could only think about…”
“Hush! Stop it!”
Alyssa tiptoed and pressed a kiss on his lips. “I know where your thoughts are headed,” she teased. “We’ve just arrived, and you have other plans in mind, don’t you?”
“Alright, I’ll behave,” Jeremy agreed with a playful smirk before returning her kiss. “We’ll pick up where we left off once we’re back home.”
The luxurious private room overflowed with an array of mouthwatering dishes.
Silas, a true food enthusiast, wasted no time in diving into the culinary delights before him. With potatoes disappearing rapidly into his eager mouth, it was evident that no one at the table was a stranger to his voracious appetite. So engrossed was he in his meal that he wouldn’t even have noticed if someone had slipped away from the table unnoticed.
Rose laughed heartily as she filled Silas’ plate as if treating him like a child.
Alyssa said, “Silas, you’re stuffing yourself silly! Rose hasn’t even taken a bite because she is busy taking care of you. Is this how you care for her?”
Alyssa savored the prawns and fish Jeremy had prepared for her. Her eyes widened. “Silas, if you mistreat Rose in any way, I’ll introduce her to Liam, Axel, and Cyrus. We’ll see if you can still eat like that then!”
Silas choked, sputtering in terror, nearly dropping his plate.
Rose blushed and patted his back gently. Then, she offered him her water. “Madam, please stop teasing me.”
“R-Rose, cough. I’m sorry,” Silas stammered, quickly putting some food on Rose’s plate. His face flushed red, on the verge of tears. “It’s my first time being a boyfriend. Please don’t be mad I haven’t been taking care of you. Give me some time. I’ll learn, slowly… no, quickly, as fast as I can!”
Rose, slightly embarrassed, pursed her lips. She playfully poked his chest. “There’s no rush, Silas. We have plenty of time.”
Alyssa and Jeremy exchanged a smile.
The Taylors were a large family with many siblings. Each had their own specialty and personality. However, one thing united them¡ªthey were hopeless romantics.
After dinner, Rose resolved to disclose the purpose of her visit to Alyssa.
“Madam,” Rose began seriously, “guess who came to my workshop today?”
“Who?”
“Josh’s wife, Clarissa.”
Alyssa and Jeremy were both shocked to hear that. “Why was she at your workshop?” they asked in unison.
“She wants me to design an evening gown for her.”
Rose frowned as fear lingered within her. “But that wasn’t the point. You won’t believe how she had reacted.
“She knelt before me and wept when I informed her that I only accept appointments and don’t have ready-made items available. All because she wanted an evening gown on the spot!”
Alyssa widened her eyes in disbelief.
Silas gazed at Rose with admiration, resting his face on his hand. “Rosie, even the matriarch of the Schmidt family bowed to you. You’re truly incredible. I love it.”
Silas seemed to have entirely missed the gravity of their conversation. Rose restrained the urge to roll her eyes at him. He was nothing like the assertive and persuasive prosecutor she knew.
“Haha, it seems the Schmidts truly have no concern for their reputation.”
Jeremy’s lips tightened, his tone dripping with disgust. “No wonder Josh rarely brought his wife to functions. She’d throw herself away for a mere gown. No man could tolerate a woman like that.”
Alyssa shook her head, her eyes dimming with concern. “I don’t believe it’s as straightforward as it seems. Clarissa may not come from wealth, but she’s educated and from a respected family. Logically, she’d care about her image. There must be more to this than a gown.”
“Could someone be threatening her?”
“Spot on, madam,” Rose confirmed, taking a deep breath to tamp down the rising rage. The next words spilled with barely concealed fury. “Clarissa collapsed during a fitting.
“When I rushed into the room to check on her, I saw that her body was riddled with bruises¡ªbeatings, cigarette burns, even whip marks. Some of them looked new as the scabs had barely formed.”
A suffocating silence descended the room when Rose finished. Then, a deafening bang echoed through it as Alyssa slammed her fists on the table, her reddened eyes blazing with fury. Even Jeremy, who had weathered far worse storms in his life, felt a pang of fear tighten his heart.
“Josh, that bastard! He doesn’t deserve to live!”
Violence was never tolerated by Alyssa, but this level of cruelty was unforgivable.
Silas grew serious.
“Calm down, Lyse. You need to watch out for your health,” Jeremy said, holding onto Alyssa’s trembling hands. “Especially after you just ate. You have a weak stomach; getting angry might make it worse.”
Alyssa sat down angrily. Jeremy quickly embraced her and kissed her temple.
Though he was calming her down, she still quivered in anger.
Rose said through uneven breathing, “This really is Josh’s doing. I’d asked Clarissa before why she didn’t rebel against him. Times have changed, after all. She could’ve sued for divorce and made Josh pay at any point in time so long as she had ample evidence.
“But… Clarissa was really terrified of Josh. It almost seemed like Josh had some deadly upper hand over her, making it so that she never dared make a move, even if it meant meeting her death at his hands one day. Clarissa ran off before I could finish talking to her.”
Silas’ gaze darkened somewhat when he gazed at Rose’s pale face. He’d noticed how she had reacted. It was as if she was in Clarissa’s shoes instead of being an outsider.
There must be so many things Rose was hiding from Silas.
“The Schmidts are hosting a cocktail party in two weeks and have already sent invites to all sorts of powerful and influential people.” Jeremy’s eyes glinted coldly. “Xavier informed me on our way here earlier that Javier had received an invite.”
“Huh? Why didn’t we receive any? Where’s the respect?” Alyssa huffed.
Jeremy clasped her shoulder and said hoarsely, “I’m afraid Jameson might want to personally deliver it to you here in Belbanks.”
Silas held Rose’s hand under the desk and mumbled, “Will he stop being so jealous for once?”
Alyssa’s eyes narrowed fondly. “If Jameson comes over, I’ll shove the invite up his ass and tell him to scram!”
Jeremy chuckled and kissed her on the lips.
“Now I understand. Clarissa must’ve come to get a custom dress from Rose because Josh forced her to. All the guests are bound to dress up glamorously during the cocktail party. Someone as egoistic as Josh would definitely want his own wife to shine,” Alyssa concluded and shook her head in pity. “Josh would probably beat Clarissa to near death again if she didn’t.”
Alyssa was truly concerned for that poor woman.
Jeremy’s lips pulled taut when he recalled how he’d judged Clarissa at first. Guilt welled up in his chest.