CONTRACT MARRIAGE WITH MY BILLIONAIRE EX-BOYFRIEND.

Chapter 1.

THE CEO'S WIFE.

Present Day...

"Marie, clean the office again!" Ammon's voice sliced through the warm room as he stepped into the office Marie occupied.

Marie was nodding off when she heard his deep and demanding voice. She was really exhausted and her head was pounding from lack of sleep the previous night.

"Okay, sir," she gave him a small smile, but his eyes narrowed on seeing the exhaustion over her face.

Ammon was not having any of it. His personal investigator had informed him that Tyler had taken her home the previous night and stayed with her.

He could not explain the feeling of anger and annoyance that he felt as she looked tiredly at him, making him wonder what kept her up.

"Also, take inventory on Alyssa's fridge, check what's missing out and restock them!" He said sharply.

"But, that will take a lot of time. I'm not yet done sorting these documents," Marie frowned visibly, pointing at the heap of documents that lay beside her.

"Just do it before the day runs out! I'll need them in my office by the end of work hours," He replied curtly and walked round Bellony's office, "Also, how can you stay in this kind of office? There are files sticking out from the shelf, documents not arranged. Why don't you clean this place up first? It's a sore sight!"

"But, sir!" Why was he behaving this way? She was really confused. "This is not my office. Bellony could have kept the files this way to help her remember some things or to, I don't know, make things easier for her. I just can't go around changing things from their original places,"

"I don't care, just do it. Everything must be spotless!"

"With all due respect, sir, I am not a cleaner. Thank you!" Marie stated defiantly.

"Then, you can clear your desk and leave the company immediately," His voice was cold and he turned away from her.

Ammon hated pulling that card on her, but she was just making things difficult for him.

Marie slammed the table, "Fine!"

She stood up and was about to leave the office when Ammon gave her another instruction.

"Clean up my office first. I have a meeting with the CEO of the Deluxe company, and the press will be here as well. There will be a live interview after the meeting," He took his time to speak, "Make me look good in front of the press, Marie."

Marie hissed and slammed the door behind her. A ghost of a smile appeared on Ammon's face. That hiss was so cute!

*

Marie had dozed off in Bellony's office after Ammon had dismissed her from cleaning the office. She had also meticulously restocked Alyssa's fridge and took time in cleaning Bellony's office, careful not to keep anything out of place.

She dozed off after reviewing the second document on the table and was not aware that Ammon had finished having a meeting with the CEO of the Deluxe company, and was currently on air with the press.

The intercom buzzed and woke her up mid-sleep.

"Yes, sir," she spoke into the intercom, a little dazed.

"Get a box of cookies and some juice packs to my office immediately," He said, not giving her time to respond before disconnecting the call.

What did he take her for? His personal maid? Sure, she would get the box of cookies and juice for him, but he would regret it if he knew what was coming!

Fueled by anger, Marie banged Ammon's door open, unaware of the current company with him. She assumed he was alone and was playing one of his stupid games.

"Listen here, Ammon Delcano," She started, noting the look of shock on his face, "Next time you want something done, do it yourself!"

She spat at him and proceeded to open the juice box and pour it all over him.

The shiny desk she had taken time to clean was now a mess. She looked at him and could swear he was trying to signal her to do something, like the eyes he used to give her to tone things down back when they were dating.

"You know how annoying you are? The whole world is against me, and you are one of the people I expect a different treatment. I would tell you to go to hell, but even the devil will reject you," Marie ignored whatever eye signal she was trying to give her before she asked herself how long she had slept.

She looked at the wall clock on Ammon's far right. It was past midday, meaning that he was expecting the press ...or the press was already here.

She hoped it was the former. Marie took in a deep breath, relieved that she had finally ranted out her frustrations. She looked around and paused. Her jaw dropped.

Her shocked reaction mirrored the ten other people who were in the room. It was at that moment Marie realized that her career was over.

Her eyes met Ammon's, and she saw a series of emotions flicker through his face. She barely remembered what happened next, but she knew she was being dragged out by the security guards that were on standby, and they didn't do it nicely.

It took some seconds before Ammon recovered from the shock of what Marie had done.

Immediately he snapped back to reality, he barked at the security guards who were dragging Marie out. She seemed to be unconscious.

"How dare you?" He suddenly stood up and barked angrily. "How dare you rough handle my wife?" his eyes were blazing in anger and everyone around them looked stunned.

His wife? This deranged woman was the CEO's wife?

The security men quickly let go of Marie, who stumbled and fell forwards, flat on her face. They felt their soul leave their body once she fell to the ground.

"Quickly, get the paramedics!" Ammon shouted at anyone who was listening and rushed to Marie's side. He looked up and stared at the guards who could swear that their lifespan had been shortened by that hot stare. "If anything happens to her, you wouldn't just be losing your job, trust me!"