All Chapters of Cheated by the CEO: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

* Best CEO ever, Mark Molt!!! **clap, clap, clap*Everyone applauded as Mark stood in the centre of the law firm. He smiled from ear to ear, showing of his deep dimples. He was every girls dream guy, but he was also a married man with kids. The ultimate party animal. With hair so black and sleek and a well chiseled face, he could be called God's gift to women. His eyes so blue like the deepest ocean and lips that invited you in, woman had to fight the urge that he is a happily married man. The only motivation they had to remind them was the white gold band on his ring finger. He sipped his whiskey that his best friend, Charlie handed him as he looked around the room. Everyone was stunning, including the ugly duckling of the firm, Jessica Brown.As a joke, they gave her a gift box to hand him. She walked through the crowd stumbling in her heels. This was not her usual get up. She usually had her hair up in a messy bun, formal baggy pants, long bulky sweaters and pu

*Knock, knock*As Charlie held a sleeping Jessica, he leaned against the wall for support outside her door and strained his arm to knock on her door. He knocked the door quiet hard since no one had answered the door yet, he started to pang his closed fist against the door in frustration. Jessica was dead weight. His arm was becoming numb. He heard the lock on the doot turn and out came a stubby man. Round as a barrel, smelling of cheetos. It was an unpleasant sight and smell. He had never seen such a disgusting person in his life before living in an apartment. He belonged on a street corner, begging for change. " So YOU brought her home. Did you have a good time, was it so good she sprained her ankle and fell asleep".Just leave her on the bed as he motioned Charlie to leave her on their bed. He left her down gently. He walked to the living room to see that everything was a mess. There was dishes piled on the coffee table, clothes in the floor and beer cans piled next to the couch. C

Mark Molt sat comfortably on his black leather chair behind his large dark brown oak desk. It was another long day at the office. He waited for Mrs Blunder, who was his secretary for the last fifteen years, to bring his coffee. She had been bringing him his coffee since the day she started. She was as old as his grandmother, he assumed. Her grey hair and wrinkled face had much warmth and love. He adored her. This year will be her retirement. She decided to stay on until sixty five although sixty was the retirement age. She was as fit as a fiddle. Never complained, seldom took sick leave or any leave for that matter. He was going to miss her.She was truly a valued member of the law firm family. Mrs Blunder handed him his coffee," extra hot, extra strong, extra milk and no sugar, just how you like it son". His heart melted just hearing the little old lady. Indeed he will miss her. She had three more months until retirement. He wished she didn't have to go. Mark tried to persue her to sta

Mark sat frozen. He would have never guessed the incident that had happened. It was as if he had heard about a movie scene and he wanted to make it into a real life movie. He wanted to make it exciting and spicy. A smile spread across his thin lips and there was a hint of mischief in his eyes. '' Well Charlie, If he thinks his wife has the standards of having an affair, lets give him his dream that he is holding on to'' Mark smirked. ''First I am going to give her the option of coming back to work, with a lucrative package. Once she is back, I am going to enjoy moulding and sculpting her. Mr Brown is going to wish he never treated her like a doormat''. ''Bro, no offence but please do not get too carried away. Remember you have a family of your own, the last time you did this, you bedded the woman for almost two whole years. I had to pay her a fortune to get lost'' Charlie spoke out of concern,"We cannot keep altering the books for the tax man. You need to get your shit in order. Th

Pay day has arrived and Jessica was eager to go shopping. Her leg had healed beautifully, her limp was gone and she was ready to rock those heels. She pictured herself looking like a glamorous model. "Ahhh, a well deserved shopping spree and pamper day", Jessica exhaled. She spent the last three days secretly practicing in her bedroom. Walking on tiptoes before trying on a pair of heels. Soon she was skipping around effortlessly around the room. She had mastered the art of walking with elegance and poise. She smiled at herself. She was going to be the next Mrs Molt.With her tripple salary she could now dress like one of New Yorks finest. In coco Chanel and Gucci. The finest brands. A lady of class. She decided to spend a portion of her money on herself. A whole big portion. A much deserved portion. She never spent money on herself in the last ten years. She had too much responsibilities to take care off. She knew she deserved it, having only 5 sets of clothes for work in her cupboar