❛𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒎𝒊 𝒂𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 ❜
|18+| "Get on your knees." Valerio orders, removing his tie and throwing it in the bed.
"You can't just order me around anyhow you want." I snap back, eyes trailing dow...
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I clap as he climbs up the podium.
That man is my husband.
"Thanks to everyone for showing up for the transition today. I want to give a special thank you to the board members who believed in me..."
I scanned the room, my eyes locking with Marcello's—Valerio's father—who has his gaze on me, sending an alarming chill running down my spine.
I shrug off the weird feeling, noticing how Valerio didn't even deem it fit to thank his father for the transition.
The CEO transition ceremony took place at the hotel ballroom of the first Vinci Group building. Every Vinci Corporation executive was in attendance along with a smattering of local employees and "friends of the company" which are the VIPs.
Married or not, I would have received an invitation to attend the ceremony.
Marcello has finally stepped down from his reign and handed the CEO position to his son. I don't know why exactly, but I could feel the underlying tension between those two.
"Are you pregnant?" my dad asks beside me and I startle so suddenly, my knee hit the table I was sitted at.
Apologizing to the few people around the table, I finally turn to face my father. "Pregnant? Why would you ask that?"
He shrugs, placing both hands on top of his cane. "You seem to be glowing, so I had to make sure."
Well father I had a mind-blowing orgasm a week ago. Since I can't tell him that I just smile in response to his statement.
"I'm not pregnant Dad."
"I just want a grandchild," he states, a smile resting on his lips with his eyes on Valerio.
If only you knew, dad.
I turn my attention back to Valerio whose eyes were looking around the ballroom.
"I promise to execute my duties as CEO to the best of my abilities..."
The ceremony passed in a blur and before I knew it, Valerio was already the CEO of the Vinci's Group.
The room greeted his speech with thunderous applause and he nods at the crowd before stepping off the podium, his face a canvas of carefully constructed professionalism.
Now this egoistical bastard would have something else to brag with again.
He walks towards my table with a hand in his pocket and the other holding his cell, his eyes on mine before he was pulled away by a board member.
He already looked like his social battery was running out as he speaks to the man.
Guests were already getting up and filing out to the connected ballroom that was beside the one we were currently in for the night party.
