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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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Serious Business

Winter wanted to curse at Marcellus right then.

He pushed her in the passenger seat without a warning. She didn't even know that there was a car waiting for them there, and she thought for a second that he only shoved her out of fun or ill will. It was rough enough for her to end up screeching and staggering to the side until she hit the window.

He slid in right after that and settled down beside her. With that, the vehicle began to speed out of the scene.

"Hey, what was that for...?!" Winter bolted out exasperatedly, forgetting their current predicament.

"Can't you handle a girl properly?! You call yourself a man?!"

"Why, you little...! Is that really the first thing you would say...?" Marcellus trailed off through gritted teeth, finding her anger outburst unreasonable.

"You've just got chased by those men. Were you not even a bit least scared or bothered?"

"Oh, you're expecting me to? The same goes for you. You're even smiling back there!"

"Seriously, you... First, the kidnapping. And now, this? Were your nerves made out of steel? Or you were only trying to act tough?"

"Look, I get that you find me odd for someone my age - and yeah, you are right. Believe me or not, I'd been something much worse than this."

Only when he went silent and still did she realize that she slipped.

Now, he is staring at her in a bit of shock and perplexity. From the looks of it, he appeared to have believed her.

She said that without thinking, though. And she did not mean to get that reaction from him. It just vexed her that he kept doubting her unexpectedly light reaction to something as seriously heavy as abduction. He might as well say that she should be afraid. It's not that she was indifferent to it - she only knew how to deal and cope with it.

"I get that you find it hard to believe me when I say that I am from the future - that I travelled back in time. Even I myself don't know how that even works. It just did..." Winter continued and cast down her gaze.

"However, I really need an answer from you. What else should I do to make you believe me?"

"First of all, I don't know what's your true intention behind all of this. That is one of the main things that makes it hard for me to trust you apart from the fact that time travel is simply impossible..." Marcellus started again, finally dropping his silent treatment towards the subject.

"Why me of all people, Ms. Agreste? You said you knew me. Did that mean you also knew what would happen in my future? And that it had something to do with yours?"

"Indeed, I know a lot of things about our future - your success can become mine as well. But only time can help me prove them to you. That's why I ask that you'll keep me by your side from now on."

As Winter said that with a timid yet expectant expression, Marcellus suddenly didn't know what to say.

She really kept startling him like this, and she was not holding back at all. More than what she said, though, her sincerity and earnestness took him aback. He would ever rarely see that on someone - she was the first in a long while.

Even then, he can't trust her right away. He knows better than to let his guard down, especially on something that he is highly skeptical about. However, he also can't afford to ignore the matter at hand. At the very least, he should do what she said -

To give her time to prove herself to him, that is.

"Ms. Agreste, do you even know what it means to be by my side...?" Marcellus muttered out of nowhere, earning a nonplussed look from Winter.

"If you are only playing around, being with me will get rid of that fun for you. I hope you are ready to enter the world of adults - all of this is serious business. Remember that."