Married To The Vengeful Billionaire Chapter 17
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Alejandro was in his office going through some files when his door opened and Camila barged in.
“Even my dad knocks before he enters,” Alejandro said without sparing her a glance.
“Isn’t that why I’m your wife?” she clapped back and dropped the badge Sandra handed to her on his desk.
“You were behind it, weren’t you?” she asked, but he did not reply.
“I’m a little happy that you still have some empathy left in you. I was starting to think you were a monster,” she mumbled, but it was loud enough for Alejandro to hear.
He stopped the work he was doing and stared at her. “Here’s the thing, wifey, I don’t want you to flatter yourself. I take work very seriously here. Sandra broke the rules, and she’s facing her punishment for it,” he explained, then glanced at her from head to toe.
She was wearing a blouse that showed her cleavage a little, and his eyes darkened.
“Do you even go through the dress code?” he asked.
“What’s wrong with the way I dress?” Camila frowned.
“Everything,” he replied, taking off his suit jacket and handing it to her. Camila gave him a confused look, not understanding his gesture.
“I don’t want other men staring at what’s mine. Next time, put on clothes that fully button. Maybe when you’re next to me, you can show off those peaches,” he said.
“You can’t be serious. I’m not putting on your suit,” Camila frowned even more.
“You can and you will!” he said firmly.
“You don’t get to tell me that,” Camila gritted her teeth.
“I’ll give you three seconds. If I don’t see you in my suit, then I’m calling Diego, and I will have him cancel my whole appointment for today so I can spend the whole day with you in this office. And when I’m done with you, you would leave this place in a wheelchair. Do you want to try me, Camila?” he asked, his lips forming a wicked smirk.
Camila could see he was dead serious.
“One,” he began counting.
Camila stared at the suit, wondering how ridiculous she would look if she stepped out of his office with the suit on.
“Two,” he counted again.
“I hate you,” Camila said before putting the suit on.
Something glimmered in Alejandro’s eyes when he saw her in his suit. He began imagining what she would look like in his clothes, especially if she wasn’t wearing anything underneath.
“Are you happy now?” Camila asked angrily.
“You look so sexy. Maybe you should start dressing like this every day,” he replied.
Camila’s eyes widened. “Tell me you’re joking.”
Alejandro was about to reply when Diego stepped in.
“Boss, theβ” He stopped, looking shocked to see Camila wearing his suit.
“Yes, Diego?” Alejandro asked, not liking the way Diego stared at his wife.
“Your clothes are ready for the business event. When do I book your visit to Dβ’S to try them out?” Diego cleared his throat and asked.
“Find a time to do that today,” Alejandro replied, and Diego nodded, walking away.
Camila rolled her eyes and stepped out of the office so Alejandro wouldn’t tell her to do something ridiculous as he always did. She felt all eyes on her as she thought. She bet they thought she looked ridiculous. She knew she looked ridiculous, but apparently, Alejandro didn’t care, and maybe she liked this a little, but only 1/100 of her mind agreed with her.
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BRIARWOOD SCHOOL β
Isabella admired her pretty face in the mirror. She was in the girls’ locker room, getting dressed for the cheerleaders’ dance-off.
“Didn’t the school suspend you from school activities for a month?” Chappell asked.
Isabella rolled her eyes. “And you think they actually meant that?”
“But Briar takes their rules very seriously. I don’t think they give a fuck who you are,” Gloria said, which made Isabella frown, angrily dropping her hair straightener.
“Think about it. If I’m not the cheer captain, then who will be? Who has gone through many championships and won awards for the school? Who is fucking recognized if not me?” She trembled visibly in anger.
Abby hit Gloria and silently ushered her not to say anything again.
“Calm down, Issa, let’s just go and see how things go,” Chappell said.
“Whatever. No one is taking my post from me, or I’ll make sure this school suffers. Do they know who my father is or who my sister is married to?” Isabella scoffed, packing her makeup in her kit and angrily leaving the restroom.
“She’s just paranoid,” Gloria rolled her eyes, and they all followed her.
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CHEER FIELDβ
The cheerleaders danced in rhythm with their pom-poms while chanting Briar’s usual victory song. A woman, dressed as a stud, sat on a bench and watched them.
“Coach Naomi, sorry I’m late. The electricity in the female restroom was bad, and my straightener was not working perfectly,” Isabella walked in, dressed as a cheerleader with her crop shirt, flare skirt, canvas, and long socks.
She looked at the cheer members dancing, and her eyes darkened.
“What do you think you’re doing? Have you forgotten the dance code, or did you change it without informing me?” she asked angrily.
The cheerleaders stopped dancing, but they looked confused.
“Why is everyone looking at me like that?” Isabella mumbled, feeling irritated.
Abby slowly stood beside her.
“Isa,” Abby gave her a worried look.
“What?” Isabella gave her a frown.
“We now have a new captain. I didn’t tell you earlier because I didn’t know how to, so I wanted you to see for yourself,” Abby said.
“If I’m not the cheer captain, then who is?” Isabella looked irritated.
“Sorry I’m late, Coach Naomi, my car broke down earlier,” a familiar voice said, walking in, and Isabella turned to see Valeria walking in, dressed as a cheerleader.
“What’s going on? Why is Valeria dressed like that?” Isabella asked angrily. She couldn’t hide the fact that she was truly fuming.
“Is, Valeria is the new captain,” Gloria said.
“What!??” Isabella screamed and quickly turned to Coach Naomi. “How can you make her the captain? She’s just new!!”
“Well, she is very experienced. She showed me her record in her past school, and she’s very compatible. The whole team agrees that she becomes our captain,” Coach Naomi said.
Isabella turned to her friends.
“Don’t give us that look, Isa. The school suspended you, and we need to move on,” Abby mumbled.
“I just can’t believe this,” Isabella angrily stormed off.
Valeria only rolled her eyes and dropped her bag on the bench.
“I see the minor issue is being fixed, so let’s move on. Give me the stretch, everyone,” she clapped her hands while urging the cheerleaders to keep up.
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TO Be Continued