Chapter 1

A CEO just parachuted into the company, rumored to be drop-dead gorgeous.

I dolled myself up and headed to work in high spirits, only to run into my ex-boyfriend in the elevator.

He looked me up and down and asked, "So chipper about work? Did you get kicked in the head by a donkey?"

I shot back, "I'm not here to be a wage slave. I'm here to be the boss's lady."

The elevator doors opened to reveal a line of colleagues.

The manager bowed respectfully to Ethan, "Welcome, CEO. This way to your office."

Seeing me frozen in place, Ethan smirked, "Well, boss's lady? What are you waiting for? This way."

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As I step into the office today, I immediately sense that something's off about the atmosphere.

My usually lifeless colleagues seem to be buzzing with an inexplicable excitement.

One of my work buddies grabs my arm, practically bouncing off the walls. "Fallon, did you hear? We're getting a new CEO dropped on us out of the blue! And get this - word on the street is he's smoking hot, like Hollywood heartthrob level!"

Hearing this news, I can't help but get pumped too. "So, what you're saying is, coming to work might actually be enjoyable now?"

I mean, getting to feast your eyes on a hottie every day at the office? just like a mood booster.

Other coworkers chime in, eager to gossip. "I heard this new CEO isn't just eye candy - he's got mad skills too!"

"Wow!" A chorus of cheers erupts around us.

Someone starts cracking jokes, "If the new boss is such a catch, I might just ditch this wage slave life and go straight for being the boss's wife!"

This sentiment catches on like wildfire. "Yeah, with a CEO that perfect, who needs to climb the corporate ladder anymore?"

I join in on the banter, "Well, folks, better bring your A-game tomorrow. Let's see who catches the new CEO's eye."

The next day, I doll myself up to the nines and head to work with a spring in my step, ready to welcome our new CEO.In the final moment before the elevator doors closed, I twisted my waist and made it just in time. "Wait, wait..."

I hurried into the elevator, looked up, and ran into the last person I wanted to see.

My ex-boyfriend, Ethan.

Seeing how I was dressed, he nearly choked on the coffee he'd just sipped. "Fallon, dressed like that, do you think this is some kind of old-timey brothel?"

Though I didn't know why Ethan was here, his snarky comment made me snap back, "What's wrong? Playboy lifestyle not working out? Had to get a real job?"

He stared at me silently, then spoke coldly, "So happy to go to work? Did you get kicked in the head by a donkey?"

To spite him, I retorted forcefully, "I'm not here for some job. I'm here to be the boss's wife."

Just then, the elevator doors opened to reveal a line of colleagues.

The supervisor, leading the group, bowed respectfully to Ethan. "Good morning, CEO."

At that moment, I froze in disbelief.

Unsure, I glanced back and forth in the elevator a few times.

Apart from Ethan and me, there was no one else in the elevator.

So that means... he's the new CEO!