The Billionaire’s Bargain Bride

The Lady Boss

SADIE

I looked up at the Wollf Tower, where I’d be spending five days a week on the fifteenth floor. It was intimidating, and so were the people hired to work with me. Since this company was one of Cenric’s companies, he just became my boss. Jeez, he was already bossy enough. But this was life, and I was beyond grateful for this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

I entered the premises, there were at least ten shelves, and everyone was already bustling.

My heart started beating fast. “Good morning!”

They scrammed to stand and chorused to greet me, “Good morning, Mrs. Wolff.”Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

I smiled, drawing some confidence somewhere within. “Oh, please. You made me look like your grandmother. Drop the Mrs. Wollf. Just call me, Sadie.”

Somehow, they relaxed.

I entered my office. I couldn’t believe I had an office on my own. I wanted to kiss my husband and at the same time punch him.

I didn’t have experience in this line of work other than my internship in college, where I worked with the bitchiest woman Radia Merk. She reminded me of Miranda Priestly. But this was an LLC, bitches. I now ran PrimerTech. Hopefully, it would expand in the next ten years and became one of the world’s top application and software development companies.

I put my bag on the desk and sat on the chair. Everything felt so foreign to me. I picked up the photo frame that was already there on top. It was our wedding picture. I looked shy in this shot. Cenric barely smiled, but his eyes expressed something different. I put it back when I heard a knock.

“Come in.”

“Hi, Sadie. My name is Maeve, your assistant.” A brunette around my age came in. She was with the man I couldn’t see the face, carrying an enormous bouquet I’d ever seen. I knew he was a man because of his posture and his arms.

“Oh, hi. I don’t know that I need one, but nice to meet you.” I stood from my chair to shake her hand.

“Where will I put this, ma’am?”

“Oh, my God! That’s huge. Just place it down here.” I pointed at the corner behind my chair. “Thank you.”

After I signed, he left. My gaze was still glued to the bouquet of mixed colors of roses.

“They’re beautiful,” Maeve praised it.

“Yes, they are.” I picked up the card attached and flipped it open. I couldn’t help but smile.

When I looked at Maeve, she was also smiling. I realized Maeve was beautiful with brown hair and big brown eyes. She had high cheekbones. I was at least two inches taller than her, but she was fit like she used to swim.

“Can I get you something, Sadie? Do we really have to call you Sadie?”

“I’m good, thanks. But yeah, I’d prefer you all to call me Sadie. We work here as a team and a family. Just think of me as your big sister. It would make our works a lot easier if you don’t think of me as your superior.”

“Thank you. I’ll be at my desk. Just dial two if need anything, Sadie.”

“Thank you.”

Two hours later, we were in the conference room. One of our designers presented the templates of our website. I liked the chosen one, but I felt like it was flat. Once he was done, I looked at everyone, and they were waiting for me to say something.

“Guys, this is teamwork. It doesn’t matter who presented. What you see in the presentation will reflect on Primer. What you say here stays here on this premises. So, as a team, feel free to say something. Say something, share your ideas to improve our work. I need ideas, opinions, and suggestions even if it’s not your department.”

The guy in the glasses raised his hand.

“Tanner, right?”

“Yes, Miss Sadie.”

“Just Sadie.”

“Right. Sadie, I think we need portfolios to fill in those blanks. Since we are a starting company, it doesn’t matter if it’s in development. We need images, a page mobile application template of reading app, booking, restaurant menu, graphs, utilities. Something like that.”

“I agreed.”

The woman in a brown dress. “Could we break the normal font?”

Everyone chuckled.

“I don’t see why not.”

“Yeah. I think I had enough of that. I can see it everywhere.”

“The color could use some changes. More vibrant is attractive,” commented the woman in white from my left.

I nodded. “How about the logo?”

“I think I like it already. Color and design-wise. Also, it looks futuristic.”

“Advanced,” Maeve seconded.

“Thanks.”

They all looked at me.

“You designed it?” Tanner asked.

“I had help, and Cenric approved the color scheme before we finalized it. I agreed with the color and added some layouts. For the font, it’s up to all of you if what’s the majority want. Maybe we can add some complexity to it because, guys, we are software and app developers. Our clients would expect an excellent website. I want the final layout on Friday. Would it be ready?”

“Yes, Sadie,” Jaxon agreed.

“Thank you for the presentation, Jaxon. Guys, great job. That would be all for today.”

I went back to my office and opened my laptop. I found an email. When I clicked it open, it was from Cenric.

“Office of the CEO. Wollf Capital, Wolff Corporation. CENT Founder and CEO. Hmm, sounds fancy,” I read it out loud. The body of his email was only six words.

How was your first day, babe?

Before I could type my reply, I was interrupted by a knock. “Come in.”

“Nice office.” My heart fluttered to that voice.

I lifted my gaze from the laptop. I was already grinning like a fool. “Hey. What are you doing here?”

“Aren’t you supposed to tell me, welcome to my office?”

I rolled my eyes. “You made this possible. I assumed you are aware of the floor plan and things around here.”

“Yeah. Do you like your office?”

“Perfect. You know me pretty well.” I looked around and back at him. As if he had read my mind, my office had glass walls, modern and monochromatic color—just the way I liked it.

He sat on my desk, facing me. “Can I invite you over a dinner?”

Amused, I replied, “Is my boss asking me on a date?”

“I don’t care fraternizing my employee if she’s hot as you.”

I held his hand. “That sounds illegally hot coming from you.”

“I’ll pick you up later?”

“Sounds like a plan.”

“How are they treating you?”

“So far, so good. I like my assistant too, and she’s pretty.”

His eyes squinted. “Really?”

“Yeah.” I dialed two on the phone. “Maeve, can you please, come in?”

After I hung up, Maeve entered. “Sadie. Mr. Wollf.” She was very professional and polite.

“Have you been to the CENTH headquarter?”

“No, sir. I’ve always wanted to see the human-size characters of The Travelers.”

“Tomorrow, my wife needs a plus one.”

“Of course, I’ll be where Sadie is.” Her smile was composed.

I understood. Cenric could be intimidating when in work mode. He was just a typical husband at home, if not pissed off with me—a typical hot and striking husband.

“It’s settled then.”

“Thank you, Mr. Wollf. My younger brother is a fan. He likes Kimia.”

“Huh. Me, too.” He smiled with a nod. “I designed that one myself, including her characters.”

“Kimia looks exactly like Sadie.”

I laughed out loud as I looked at Cenric’s reaction.

“She’s the last character to be added in the game, but yeah. You’re a good observant.”

“Thank you, sir. That made sense now.”

***

Cenric picked me up for our dinner date at the new restaurant downtown. The staff assisted us to the VIP booth. It wouldn’t be a surprise why my husband was a VIP.

Somehow, I felt uneasy, and I recognized that pang in my chest. I didn’t get jealous, especially for attention. Right now, it felt foreign, and I didn’t like it at all. I couldn’t get used to it and was insecure all the time.

“Nice place.” I looked around. It looked regal with a royal palace vibe, too fancy for my taste. I hoped the menu was great as this interior they worked hard to impress their customers.

He helped me into my chair. “If you don’t like the place, we can just cancel our reservation and go to another place you like.”

“Just a little bit too much for me.”

“I know what’s in your head, babe. I just signed up last month. It was my first time to be here—an invitation. It’s in another VIP booth bigger than this, for a family—the birthday of one of my boards. So I thought I would take you here. I have booths at Kings and Williams. I always went there for dinner before we got married.”

“You don’t have to explain.”

“I do when your back is stiff than a stone. I know something is wrong.”

“As much as it amazed me how you can easily read my mind, but sometimes, it’s annoying how I am an open book to you.”

He held my hand and looked me in the eye. “My past is in the past. My present and my future are with you. I would never cheat on you. It’s not me who plays around and shows everyone that I am rich and capable of having women if I want. I would be forever loyal to you because, for me, this marriage is real even if I forced you to be with me—to be together. This is the real deal.”

I sighed. “I’m on the same page.”

“Awesome.” He stood up and dragged his chair so that we were closed to each other. The last thing I knew, he grabbed the back of my head and kissed me hard, drinking the gasp from my lips.