Married to the Enemy

Fiona eyed the alcoholic beverage in her hand. She wondered when was the last time that she celebrated her birthday with someone. Five? Six years ago? Shrugging, Fiona started twirling the glass, a habit that she developed over the years of being alone. She leaned on the bar counter.Lost in her own thoughts, Fiona started twirling her hair, using a finger to play with her auburn hair that reminded her too much of her mother; she hated it. She cocked her head to the side, staring at the muted bottles across her. For some reason, she felt its liquid have started to dance as it reflected the lights from the bar.Perhaps it was only because she was drunk. Fiona chuckled inwardly before she looked at the dancefloor on the first floor of the bar. She was currently on the second floor and walking towards the dance floor would require her to walk down the glass stairs that glittered under the beautiful diamond-like chandelier then into the carpeted floor that would lead her t

Fiona couldn’t calm down. For some reason, she felt that seeing Luca again was not a coincidence and it was making her nervous. She opened her computer and started searching everything about Luca Han. The man actually went to London to study—which explained his accent. He also went to Harvard to finish his degree. He could speak and read five languages, including Mandarin, Cantonese, Japanese, French and English. And it was said that he was fluent in all of the languages. He got his doctorate in Materials Science & Mechanical Engineering at the age of twenty-four and even won international awards because of his thesis. It was noted that he was a genius. Considering his impressive background, it was no wonder that his grandfather Mr. Simon Han, who is also the Director of HICI, made him the CEO of the company when he turned twenty-six. Since then, the company has become one of the top construction companies in Asia. This man was loade

“Being my wife would make them accept you. No questions asked. I am sure your stepmother would do everything to become your new best friend. Don’t you think so?”These were the words that made her angry at his proposition. Thinking about it now, she knew she had been really… impulsive. Considering that she already signed the marriage certificate, she knew that regretting her decision now was completely useless.She reluctantly met Candy’s eyes.“You’re crazy.” Candy shook her head.“Please tell me something I don’t already know.”“Do you even know him? I mean… like his family? You just signed a marriage certificate like that without knowing if he is a serial killer who wanted to cook you and serve you for dinner?”“Good thinking.” Fiona nodded. “A cannibal…” Her thoughts took her to that one-night stand.

 Coming into Hong Kong didn’t just mean that she would act as his wife. Luca asked her to become his personal secretary. He insisted it was for his protection—something she was very good at.However, Fiona thought this had become a problem.First, Luca didn’t tell her about her gorgeous secretary that was working for him for two years now. Naomi Jiang.She was tall, about his age, and drop-dead gorgeous. Fiona thought she could easily join Miss Universe or any other international pageant. She stared at Naomi before she took a sip of the coffee in front of her.Fiona’s smile didn’t lessen the tension inside Luca’s office.“You want me to train her?” Naomi asked, eyebrows lifted in surprise. The sweet smile on her face when she welcomed Fiona, vanished as if it was never there in the first place. “Mr. Han… may I know if I did something wrong?”Fiona waited

“You—” Naomi’s eyes widened in shock, the muscles of her jaw twitched as she looked at Fiona. “You are—”“Thank God, you’re fine!” Luca said before pulling Fiona into a tight hug, something that surprised the women in the room.“Of course, I’m fine.” Fiona smiled and gave Naomi a meaningful gaze. Naomi’s already pale face turned paler. It looked like a sheet of paper. “Did something happen? I just finished familiarizing myself at the storage in the basement.”Luca looked at Naomi. “That is not a part of the job. What were you doing in the basement?”“She asked me to sort out the letters?”“You will be working inside my office, not in the basement.” Luca narrowed his eyes at Naomi. “Isn’t that right, Miss Jiang?”“I—I just thought it would good to let her familiarize herself with&mda