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High School Again: The President's Secret Lady Boss

“With every hour, day, and month I wait, I love you more.” Here is where the boss submits and the lady dominates. --- "A CEO hitting on a high school girl? Oh, how scandalous, Sir~” She is a sly teenager who likes to tease adults, use blackmail and ruin dates. But beneath that playful facade, she was once a naive heiress who was abused, mocked and neglected. Forced in a loveless marriage, she became even more miserable. For all her life, she tried to be perfect to gain acceptance, but in the end, nobody truly cared for her. Now that she went back in time after dying in the hands of her family, she decided to claim what was rightfully hers. "Hitting on you? Excuse me, who're you again? I don't think any girl would just ruin my date for no good reason – highschooler or not. That's unless you're actually a fan," was what her flirt of a future husband once said in this second life of hers. Though a jerk, this hot stuff has his uses other than being attractive. She needed him to get back on those who wronged her no matter how indifferent he was to her before. This time around, she will take her turn to piss people off while smiling all sweetly. With that in mind, she leaned closer to him and smiled as sweetly as she just imagined, making him drop his smug smirk and raise his brows in surprise. "I'm not your fan – I'm your future wife, you douchebag." --- Winter used to live with her adoptive older brother until her biological uncle and adoptive sister found her. She was a long-lost heiress whose deceased parents turned out to be an affluent and wealthy couple. While people would think that she was very fortunate, all this really did to her was take her freedom away. A whole new identity had been forced on her ever since. Meek and docile yet soft-hearted and hardworking – that she became. Trapped in expectations, Winter worked herself to death in order to be deserving of her position as the successor. Pressured by her family, she had to follow everything they said. Deprived of the freedom to decide, she was forced to marry someone who was older than her by seven years – and worse, a flirt of all things. Winter worked very hard but only to lose everything after her adoptive sister took the spotlight away. Everyone claimed her to be incapable of being the next head of their family business, thus making the adopted daughter the successor instead. Her uncle only used her in the end. This was what they were aiming for all along – to manipulate her and steal her inheritances before throwing her out entirely. Never did Winter expect that the first and last person who would at least pay attention to her at her worst was her husband, Marcellus. Flirtatious and playful yet detached and secretive – that he was. Devilishly handsome, head of a business empire, known for many notable attainments, and chased by beauties – Marcellus is a man of perfection. Not once did he treat Winter like a wife, though. She was nothing to him, and so was he to her. But before she met her eventual demise, he was the only person who tried to help her. Yet it was much too late. The next time they met again would be seven years back in time – where they would be a scheming duo of a bossy high school girl and a submissive conglomerate president. --- [Warning: Mature Content] (Cover Photo Not Mine: Credits to the original artist) - Follow me on Instagram (acieetin) - DM me on Discord (Aciee#1841)

Aciee_GelaTin · Sports, voyage et activités
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Detrimental Descent

Only barely.

Winter barely made it in time.

She gave all she got in her race towards where her target was going to fall to her doom. Even when she almost tripped on the way or felt her legs giving in, she kept running without ceasing even for a little bit. She did everything she could to get to her on time -

And fortunately, Winter was able to grasp a hold on Violet on time.

However, she already fell from the balcony by then, and she was merely hanging there. She is the only one who is keeping her from having her detrimental descent at that point.

"You...! What the hell are you thinking?!" Winter hollered exasperatedly and tightened her grip around her wrist - a grip that served as the only reason why she had not fallen down yet.

"H-H-Huh...?! W-W-Who...?! W-Who a-are you?!" Violet stammered out loud, caught off guard by her sudden arrival.

"Don't ask! Just climb! I will not be able to last long!"

"N-N-No... D-Don't... Y-You're only going to fall too-"

"Shut up! If you wanna die, come back here and I will kill you myself!"

Winter is livid.

It was only then did it register in her head - that Violet was really going for suicide.

She may not know her problems or circumstances, but she knows that something like this can never solve them. As someone who already died once, she strongly upheld that. Even if she gets to experience something as horrible as her past again, she will never think of ending her life.

So, to hell with being a busybody or whatnot - she is not going to let her do this.

"H-Hey..." Winter called out once more, already wearing out her remaining strength.

"If you've been working out, you've got my gratitude."

Violet is surprisingly light, much to her relief.

Now that she's taking a closer look at her, she seems to have gotten a lot thinner than the last time she's seen her. It helps her a lot, considering that she can still bear her weight like this, though she does feel that her muscle is going to get stiff and numb later on.

"I'll drag you up. Give in some effort..." Winter said with a demanding look and stern tone, stunning Violet even more.

"Don't you dare slip on purpose."

With that, she began to pull her back up. Despite that, she did not so much make an effort to lift herself up as well. She is like a hanging corpse - a literal deadweight to her. Because of her lack of participation, helping her out might cost her an arm in the end.

"L-Listen, Ms. Miller..." Winter tried to talk Violet out of it, unable to bear her silence and indifference to her situation.

"If you've got a problem, death is neither a solution nor an escape. It's just you accepting defeat. You're the only one who's going to lose at this rate."

"What does a stranger like you know, anyway? You're only a child-"

"Who cares what I know?! I'm talking about you! Not me! I may be a child to you, but between us, I can act more like an adult!"

At that moment, Winter is already beginning to bend over the handrails of the balcony, giving her a clear view of what is going on below - and only when Violet sees how much she pales and shudders at the sight does she snap out of her delirium at last.