His Secretary by Day, His Wife by Night

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My twin sister eloped for love, and I was forced to pretend to be her and marry Matias.

But I was also Matias's secretary.

So during the day, Matias wore sharp suits, all refined and restrained, scolding me with an icy face until I wanted to die.

At night, he'd loosen his tie and turn wild, insatiable and filthy-mouthed, biting my neck and saying:

"Kate, if it weren't for you, I would've fired your sister Violet ages ago."

Me: "...Haha."

The second before my total breakdown, my twin sister Kate came home, demanding I give her back the position of Matias's wife.

At the same time, Matias told me to get lost.

"You've been secretly seducing me all along. Don't think I haven't noticed!

Out of respect for your sister, I'm giving you face. Resign yourself. I don't want to see you again!"

Me: "...Wow."

I scammed them both out of a fortune and made a clean getaway.

Three months later, I was lying on a beach sunbathing when Kate called me crying:

"Matias won't touch me. Come back and help us have a baby, please?"

"Violet, I'm begging you to help me."

I hung up and fell into deep thought.

Matias, that horny bastard, went three months without sex? How hasn't he died from pent-up frustration?

I was Matias's secretary, but I was about to quit.

Who would've thought that Matias, who was ice-cold and kept everyone at arm's length during the day, turned into a horny mess in bed at night?

During meetings, his slender fingers would tap lightly on the table, his expression sharp and commanding, radiating intimidating pressure.

But all I could think about was how he'd worn black lace lingerie last night, curling his toes and whining sweetly: "Hurry up~"

"Violet!"

A colleague next to me poked me, and only then did I hear Matias calling my name. I immediately apologized:

"I'm sorry, I was just..."

"Spacing out during a meeting? Am I paying you all this money to sit around doing nothing?"

His face was full of disgust:

"Don't you sleep at night? You look half-dead every day. And when did SKY's secretaries start coming to work looking so disheveled?"

I was confused for a moment. Following his gaze, I realized he was talking about the hickey on my neck.

Even my scarf couldn't hide it.

I pressed my lips together and said softly, "I'm sorry, I..."

"I don't need explanations!"

He looked at me coldly: "Violet, I hope you understandif it weren't for your sister, you wouldn't even deserve to be in this position!

"Keep things with your boyfriend under control. I don't want to see this kind of indecent display again. One more time, and you're fired!"

With that, ignoring my utterly mortified expression, he slammed the documents on the table, lifted his chin, and declared sharply:

"Meeting adjourned!"

I'd been scolded, and I felt ashamed, but I still couldn't muster any energy.

Last night I'd only managed three hours of sleep total. My head felt like it was about to explode.

I sat at my desk in a daze, looking depressed.

Near lunchtime, I wobbled downstairs and went to the company's adjacent apartment building.

I rummaged through the closet and pulled out an elegant haute couture outfit and a dazzling diamond necklace.

Under the dim lighting, the yellow diamond was as rich as solidified amber.

It was the set Matias had bought for his wife at an auction last month.

Worth ten million dollars, it even made headline news at the time.

Now it was in my hands, and I was casually tapping it against the table, playing with the sound it made.

That's rightthe wife he loved to his core was me, and the secretary he scolded into wanting to die was also me.

He thought we were twin sisters, but it was actually both me.

The hickey he found indecenthe'd made it himself last night.

Half a year ago, I'd just started working as Matias's secretary when my parents called me home.

They said Kate had eloped with her boyfriend, and now there was no one to marry into the Williams family.

They wanted me to marry him, under Kate's name.

"Kate will definitely regret this later. We can't leave her without options!"

Mom cried and begged me:

"Violet, you've been with us since you were little, but Kate stayed in the countrysideshe hasn't had your advantages. She didn't even get into high school."

"Just think of it as paying back what you owe her. Do this for her, okay?"

She threatened to kill herself. Helpless, I agreed.

I'd originally thought I'd just need to be Matias's wife in name only, like most couplespolitely minding our own business, maybe even living separately.

At first, that's exactly how it was.

But later, Matias turned into a sex-crazed demon, clinging to me every night.

Whenever I said no, his eyes would turn red and he'd look at me pitifully, his strong thighs wrapped around my waist, asking hoarsely:

"Honey, don't you love me anymore? Do you have another man out there?"

Sigh... What could I do? He was the one clinging to me, so I could only reluctantly indulge him.

It was exciting at first, but later, I just wanted to castrate Matias.

Especially this past monthI'd averaged only three hours of sleep per night.

Severely sleep-deprived, I made mistakes at work constantly, getting chewed out every single day.

This life of working during the day and "overtime" at nightI really couldn't take it anymore.

I clutched my hair and collapsed onto the bed. Before I could figure out what to do, I fell into a drowsy sleep.

An hour later, the alarm woke me up.

Resentfully, I put on makeup, pinned up my hair, transferred takeout into lunch boxes, and carried them over to Matias to bring him food.

He was in a video conference, his brows sharp as he listened to reports from his European subordinates.

When he saw me, he beckoned me over, gesturing for me to sit on his lap.

"Why so late?"

He buried his head in the crook of my neck, half-acting spoiled, half-complaining:

"I thought you weren't coming today."

The computer was still playing the formal report on speaker. Even though the mic and camera were off, I still felt embarrassed.

I pushed him away uncomfortably and said:

"You're still in a meeting. Don't do this."

"What's there to be afraid of? We're married. It doesn't matter if others see."

"Don't you think it's indecent?"

He paused before catching on, his face darkening instantly: "Did Violet complain to you again?"

"She's a young woman. Being scolded by you in public would hurt her feelings too... Don't scold her next time, okay?"

Matias fell silent.

After a long moment, he kissed the corner of my mouth:

"I know you're kind, but don't you think she's imitating you in every way?"

"Huh?"

Matias turned on his mic and told them to move the meeting to the afternoon, then turned back to me:

"Even twins can't be identical in behavior and preferences.

"But you like pearls, so she wears pearl earrings every day;

you have a lively, cheerful personality, so she bounces around at work;

you have a rising inflection at the end of your sentences, and she does the same. It's obviously calculated."

"You mean..."

"She's imitating you to seduce me."

Matias said with certainty:

"I've seen plenty of women like her. They take advantage of your trust in them to steal your man."

"You're just too kind, that's why you think she's a good person. She's bullied you since childhood, and your parents favor her. You need to be careful."

As he spoke, his fingers caressed my waist.

His tone was serious and earnest, adopting the posture of educating his naive wife, leaving me thunderstruck.

"Are you sure you're not mistaken?"

I smiled weakly: "Violet isn't that kind of person."

"I knew you'd say that."

Matias sighed in disappointment:

"Kate, I'm the person closest to you. Why don't you believe me, and instead trust her?"

Me: "..."

I was speechless.

Fortunately, Matias didn't dwell on this matter. He just lovingly kissed me and held me while we ate in that position.

When I left, he pulled me in for a goodbye kiss.

After I tiredly walked out of the Williams Group building and had just wiped away the sticky sensation on my lips, I received a call from Matias.

He tore into me:

"Are you a child? Running to Kate to tattle when you get scolded?

And what about last month's report? It's riddled with errors. If you can't do the job, get out! Useless!"

In that instant, I couldn't control the twisted expression on my face.

The next second, another call came in. I answered furiously:

"I already said I'd be right back. Can you stop rushing me"

"Violet."

A gentle, familiar voice came through:

"It's me, Kate. I'm back."

My relationship with Kate was complicated.

We were indeed twins, but we hadn't grown up together.

I'd been with our parents in New York while they ran their business; she'd stayed with our grandparents in our hometown.

Our parents always felt they'd wronged her. After bringing her to New York, they doted on her excessively and made me give in to her in everything.

Whenever anything happened, it was always:

"You stole Kate's affection. You owe her this!"

Later, when my sister didn't get into high school, our parents sent her to study in Europe while I stayed in the country. We weren't very close to each other.

So hearing her speak to me in such a warm, familiar tone, my first reaction was confusion:

"What do you want?"

"I heard from Mom about our family's arrangement with Matias."

Hearing my impatience, she stopped with the fake politeness:

"Now that I'm back, shouldn't you return the position of Matias's wife to me?"

"Come back to steal the position! What, did that gangster boyfriend dump you?" I mocked.

"Violet, don't push your luck!" She lowered her voice angrily:

"Don't forget, the Matias's wife that the Williams family acknowledges is only me, Kate. What right does a fake like you have to be arrogant?"

She had a point. Whether it was the Johnson family claiming their married-off daughter, or the wife Matias publicly acknowledged, it was Kate.

Sometimes when Matias got in the mood, he'd call me Kate sweetly in bed.

Disgusting.

I crossed my arms: "I can't clean up your mess for nothing!"

"What do you mean?" She asked warily.

"Give me ten million, or we'll go to Matias and hash out who's really his wife."

I said with a beaming smile:

"Ten million for the position of Matias's wifethat's a great deal."

Out of guilt toward her, our parents stopped giving me money after I became an adult, using all their money to support her instead.

When I was working odd jobs everywhere to pay for tuition, she was living it up in Europe.

I had to get back some of what I was owed.

But no matter how much our parents spoiled her, they couldn't give her the entire family fortune.

Ten millioneven if she could come up with it, it would cost her dearly.

So she hesitated for a long time before asking cautiously: "You promise you'll leave after taking the money?"

"If you don't trust me, forget it. I'll go right now..."

"Don't... I'll give it to you!"

She made up her mind: "I'll give it to you, but you have to promise never to appear in front of Matias again."

I agreed readily.

After hanging up, my mood improved considerably. I removed all my makeup, put on a blouse and pencil skirt, and admired my figure in the mirror.

Thinking about how Matias said I was imitating and seducing him, I was silent for a moment, then let out a soft laugh.

I found it absurd, but I didn't want to cause more trouble.

I replaced the pearl earrings with sapphire ones, then dug a long trench coat out of the closet, covering my body's curves completely, before heading out to work.