Mary to CEO and be the aunt of ex

During the day, she was called “secretary,” and at night, the secretary shouted in bed.

It wasn’t until after Lily married Francis that she fully understood the meaning of this phrase.

That evening, after dinner, they were right there in the living room. In the heat of the moment, Francis leaned into her ear and whispered hoarsely, "Secretary Lily, open your legs."

His voice was rough, seductive. Lily’s bones turned to jelly, and she obediently complied.

They had been married for a month, and their chemistry in that aspect was surprisingly harmonious.

Originally, she was just an ordinary secretary in the administrative team at Francis's company. She even had a seven-year-long relationship with her childhood sweetheart, Joseph.

After graduating high school, Joseph confessed his feelings for her, and the two naturally started dating. However, during their four years of attending different colleges in separate cities, they rarely saw each other. After graduation, they both moved to work in the capital. She joined Francis's company, while Joseph became a civil servant, working at the courthouse.

Both of them had demanding jobs, and even though they were in the same city, they were far apart, with little time to meet. Three years into their careers, when they should have been discussing marriage, Joseph gave her a rather unexpected gift three months ago—his wedding invitation.

Yes, Joseph was getting married. His bride-to-be was Sophia, the wealthy daughter of the White family. Joseph asked Lily to keep their past relationship a secret, denying her even the title of "ex-girlfriend" after seven years together.

It was absurd!

Lily didn’t attend the wedding, but she saw pictures from former classmates on social media. In one of the photos, among the wedding guests, she saw someone unexpected—Francis, her boss.

And not only that, but Francis was seated at the bride's family table!

“Don’t space out. Focus,” Francis snapped her back to reality, his hands gripping her waist as he intensified his movements.

Lily let out soft, fragmented moans as she was swept away by the overwhelming sensations. But Francis wasn’t satisfied just yet; he picked her up and carried her into the bedroom for round two.

Lily couldn’t help but wonder, where did he find all this energy after such a busy day?

…

The next morning, Lily, who usually woke up promptly, found herself oversleeping ever since marrying Francis. At least now she didn’t live in the suburbs but in a luxury apartment in the city center, close to Francis's company.

When she finally got up, she found Francis in the kitchen making breakfast. He always prepared breakfast himself, preferring privacy and not hiring a live-in maid. They only had a cleaner who came during the day.

Feeling a bit embarrassed, Lily entered the kitchen and whispered, "I’ll try to wake up earlier. Let me make breakfast tomorrow."

“No need,” Francis replied coldly, carrying two plates of sandwiches out of the kitchen.

Lily watched his tall figure, pouting silently. Other than when they were in bed together, Francis was like a robot—cold and emotionless, making him difficult to deal with.

Francis finished eating first, grabbed his suit jacket, and headed to the door.

“I’m heading to the office. Wait for me there after work; we’ll go to the old family home together for dinner. Grandma invited us.”

“Oh, okay,” Lily responded. Then came the sound of the door closing with a heavy thud.

Lily put down her sandwich, suddenly losing her appetite. She was more of a traditional breakfast person, preferring soy milk, fried dough sticks, and pork buns. But Francis had a preference for Western-style food, so she pretended to like it too.

Lily had put in a lot of effort to marry Francis. On the day of Joseph’s wedding, she discovered that Francis was Sophia's uncle.

How could someone like her get revenge on an ex who had married into wealth?

Simple—seduce Francis and become Joseph’s aunt!

Since she was Francis’s secretary, she thought she had the perfect opportunity. But after working under Francis for three years, she rarely saw him. To create chances to meet him, she studied his schedule meticulously and tried to stage "coincidental" encounters, all to no avail.

Her real breakthrough came when she overheard a heated conversation between Francis and his grandmother about marriage.

Knowing it was her only chance, Lily boldly knocked on Francis’s office door and proposed:

“Mr. Francis, I’m Lily, one of your secretaries. I’ve admired you for a long time. If you’re in need of a wife, consider me. I’m 5’2", 99 pounds, sweet but quiet, and I can handle the elders well. I can manage the household, cook, and help you run the company without any distractions...”

At the time, Francis had only given her one word—“Get out.”

Lily thought she would be fired. But three days later, she received an unexpected notice: she was to meet Francis at the marriage registry. She had won her gamble.

Francis didn’t need a real wife, just someone to shield him from his grandmother’s constant demands.

And Lily, she had appeared at just the right moment.

…

Arriving at the office, Lily resumed her normal work routine. But after last night’s extended activities, she found herself sore all over.

“Lily, Assistant Su asked you to deliver these documents to the president’s office,” said the head secretary, Qin Qing, handing her a stack of files.

“Okay,” Lily responded, taking the documents and heading out.

As soon as she left, murmurs began in the secretary office.

“Have you noticed? Lately, Assistant Su always asks Lily to deliver files,” said Maron.

Chen Wenli nodded in agreement. “Yeah, Assistant Su used to never specify anyone. Could it be...?”

“I bet he’s into Lily,” Maron said with confidence. “He’s totally interested in her.”

An older woman, Liu Xia, chimed in, “Assistant Su and Lily are around the same age, and both are single. What’s so strange about that? If they end up together, it would be a nice story.”

Liu Xia had a good relationship with Lily, so she naturally defended her.

Maron sneered. “A nice story? Assistant Su is just a senior secretary. There’s nothing impressive about being with him. Now, if someone could land Mr. Francis, that would be something.”

Chen Wenli sighed. “I wonder what kind of woman Mr. Francis even likes. Last time I delivered files, he didn’t even glance at me.”

Maron’s face soured as well. She had been with the company longer than Chen Wenli, yet she had also been ignored countless times by Francis.

For single, unmarried women like them, it was hard not to fantasize about catching the elusive Mr. Francis.

“All right, enough gossip. Get back to work, or do you all want to stay late?” Qin Qing cut in, putting an end to the chatter.

…

Lily arrived at Francis's office and knocked on the door.

“Come in,” came his deep voice.

She entered, placed the stack of files on his desk, and said in a soft, almost flirtatious voice, “Mr. Francis, if there’s nothing else, I’ll be heading back now~”

Francis paused for a moment, then put down his pen and beckoned her closer. “Come here.”

Curious, Lily approached, and Francis pulled her onto his lap. Her heartbeat quickened.

His large hand slid under her blouse, effortlessly undoing the clasp on her bra. Then, he gently cupped and began to massage...

Lily wrapped her arms around Francis' neck and playfully whispered, “Stop it, what if someone comes in?”

“No one would dare come in without my permission,” Francis raised an eyebrow, a teasing smirk on his lips, and increased the pressure of his grip.

It seemed he was purposely provoking her. His slender finger lifted her chin, and a fiery kiss followed—intense and passionate.

Lily repeatedly begged him to stop. She definitely didn’t want to serve this old man in the office, especially in broad daylight. She hadn’t married him out of love, and she knew Francis didn’t love her either. He simply found her easy to control, using her to fend off his grandmother’s nagging about marriage.

Their contract marriage had even stipulated that they didn’t need to fulfill any marital obligations, but after one heated night at the family home, things spiraled out of control. Now, their relationship was more like that of roommates with benefits ra