Female Novel
Chapter 372
Chapter 0372
I stare at the reports in my hands blankly. This past few weeks have been, to say the least, heavy. In other words, | fucking hatedthe last couple of weeks, especially because the board kept breathing down my fucking neck.
Except for my dad, | wondered if the rest of the fuckers had nothing better to do than to try and force me into a situation | didn’twant. For heaven's sake, they even fired my very sexy secretary and brought in a male one. According to them, | wasn’t allowedto have a female secretary until | settled down. 2
Those bastards even went further to threaten me with my job again. They’d said if they so much as saw or heard gossip about anew woman in my life who wasn’t my fucking wife, then | would lose everything.
Dad tried talking to them as the head of the board, but their minds were made up. Either | settled down and showed maturity andresponsibility, or they would vote me out and kick me out of the company. The same company that my fucking ancestors built.
I've been in a terrible mood since then. Hell, since dad told me everything they'd planned to do, | easily snap at my employees,and I’m not a great company to be around.
The only one who could ground me is Rowan, and he’s been on a honeymoon vacation. They're expected to come back thisweek, but last | heard, they might add a few more days to their time away.
Letting out the breath | was holding, | stood up and started pacing my office.
“Can | get you anything, Mr. Wood? It’s lunch time,” Christopher, my new secretary, budges in and asks.He is gay, and he has no sense of space.
“No, unless you can get me a wet pussy,” | reply, not looking at him.
“That | cannot,” he groans. “Well, | could, but given what the board told me, the only pussy you'll be getting is that of your wifeonce you settle down.”
| balled my fist at the reminder. | want to fucking hit someone, and he’s a likely target. Don’t get me wrong, | don’t have anythingagainst him. He’s a fucking good secretary and does his job well, but he isn’t a woman.
He can’t give me the stress relievers I’m used to getting from my other secretaries anytime | was under pressure or the thrill offucking her on the desk, knowing very well that anyone passing by could hear her moans. Sex relaxes me, and the board tookthat away from me, so now I’m wired hotter than an atomic bomb. This is the longest I’ve gone without sex.
| don't like being tied down to one woman. Like | said before, that kind of shit was for someone like my brother. | preferredvariety, and the board was trying to tame that.
“Look, | know this will be hard given that you’re used to your playbo persona, but | also know you love this company and youdon’t want to lose it. Giving up your bachelor life is hard, and getting married is hard, but like a tiktoker once said, choose yourhard. Which of the two is more beneficial to you?”
1 think over his words. | hated this. Hated that | was being forced yet again into a marriage | didn’t want. The first time ithappened, | hated every second of it. | hated being tied down, and fuck was | glad when | got to fucking divorce her and kick herout of my life. | thought that was it, that I’d never have to go through that again, but fuck, here we are.
“Just get me whatever is good on the menu.” | finally answer and turn back just as he walks out of the door after saying he'll beback.
| get back on my seat and just sit there, staring into nothing. I’m not sure how long it was when | heard a soft knock on my door.“Come in”
| knew it wasn’t Chris. That man never knocks-well, unless I’m in a meeting and it’s really urgent.
“Good afternoon, Mr. Wood”
| just nod my head. “Tell me you have something.”
I'd hired a private investigator to locate Harper. So far, he’s been unsuccessful. All the leads led to dead ends.
After the divorce, | kicked her out without a penny. | didn’t care where she went; all | knew was that | didn’t want her in myfucking city. | didn’t ever want to see her face, so | made sure she knew exactly what would happen if she ever came back.
It's been years since that day, and I’ve never come across her, for which | was thankful for, until now.“| found her,” he simply says, as if that’s everything he’s got.
“Well?” | urge, trying to stamp down my impatience. “What do you have on her?”
“She moved abroad after your divorce, joined university and then got engaged soon after”
“So she’s married?”
“Was married... She’s a widow. Her husband died about two years ago”
Well, say what you want to fuckingsay, but his death came at a verygood time. | mean, with Harper, |know that she won't be clingy; we'llhave an understanding, and at theend of five years, long enough forthose bastards to have retired fromthe board, we'll divorce. VisitNovelDrama.Org to read the latestchapter of this novel
“Perfect, send me her location.”
He takes a seat. “What makes you so sure she'll agree to what you want? You divorced her and basically kicked her out of thecountry”
“| have something I’m sure she'll be interested in” | shrug confidently.“Doesn't it matter that she’s a widow?”“Not really. As long as she acts the part of a loving, fucking wife, then we are good,” | reply. “Now send me her location.”
Ben is a P.| that we often use. He’sgood at his job, and that’s why ourfamily has kept him around since wefirst gave him a job. We known eachother; that’s why he has the audacityto question me. VisitNovelDrama.Org to read the latestchapter of this novel
“Before | send you her location, there’s something | discovered, something you should know,” he tells me almost hesitantly.I stare at him. | see the conflict and fear in his eyes. Maybe he was afraid of how | would react to whatever news he had for me.“Spit it out, Ben” | almost yell in impatience.
Instead of saying a word, he handsme a photo. | study it for a wh tryingto register what | was seeing, then ithits me. Those grey eye were quitefamiliar. Dad had them, Rowan and |had them, and so did Noah. VisitNovelDrama.Org to read the latestchapter of this novel
My lips form a smile.
| got Harper right where | wanted her, in the palm of my fucking hands.novelbin