Married To A Powerful Domineering Billionaire

THE TO-DO LIST

ERIC’s POV

I hadn’t been gone for any more than an hour, yet here I was already missing her. If I had my way, I’d be back in the glade house teasing her. Guess I was starting to enjoy that a lot these days. Well, why won’t I when she gives just the best facial expressions in response, I can’t help but want more.

Sighs

Guess I’d have to round off quickly and go back to her for my own good.

The car came to a stop at the start-up company and John pulled the car’s door open. As I alighted, adjusting my suit jacket, a group of men in suits came hurrying toward me. I frowned at the thought of them being from the press.

“These are the company’s executives, they’ve come to welcome you,” John whispered to me.

Start-up executives, huh? Did the start-up have this number of executives yet? I thought. Seems I’d have to give Bryce a promotion, he clearly deserves it. But, what more promotion can anyone ask for? He’s already my assistant. Other than being a CEO, that’s the highest any employee would wish to attain.

John pointed me to the entrance of the start-up’s building. “This way Mr. Arnold.” He said, leading the way, and I followed. The executives bowed in greeting as I walked past them, and bustled behind me as I walked into the building. The entire ground floor was busy. I smiled wryly.

“Good job, Bryce.” I couldn’t help but appraise him. He had done all of this in less than six months. I wasn’t at all surprised by the achievement, it wasn’t the first of its kind. Bryce had developed most of our branches from start-up firms into what they are today.

John pressed open the elevator and as soon as I got in, they followed behind in silence. The silence would have been deemed too much to anyone else, but I had already gotten used to it. It was something that came with being powerful, you get feared and reverend, and everyone around you gets to watch themselves so as not to offend you.

The elevator dinged open and John led me in the opposite direction. One of the executives, an advanced white-haired man scurried passed me, opened the door, and bowed. I was led into a spacious conference room with a three hundred square feet table that could sit over fifty people. In the opposite direction was a projector.

I took the seat at the head of the table before everyone else sat. The meeting started. The lights went out, and the youngest among the men kickstarted the pitch deck with a question.

“Three months ago, our company launched its very first product, ‘The Genz 358 laptop that had both the Wifi 6 and Bluetooth 5. 0. and as well as a standard capacity range, a fingerprint reader, and a physical privacy shutter, thereby meeting the needs of our customers today, the Genz 358 is doing very well in the market. We’ve made over fifty thousand sales, generating over fifty million dollars in just three months at fifty-six dollars per device. Now that is one big victory…

… But, what if I told you we could generate over seven billion dollars in the same time frame? Surprising isn’t it? Well, it’s not impossible. With the launching of ‘The Lord 358 Smart Z with a wifi 10, Bluetooth 7. 0, a fingerprint, plus a facial identity reader that surpasses every other computer in the market and that too, the expectations of our target customers of over fifty thousand people at 90 dollars per device, in the space of three months, we should be actualizing over fifty billion dollars.”

“Four hundred, eighteen million, five hundred thousand dollars.”

“Mm?”

“With that price, in three months you should be generating a total of four hundred, eighteen million, five hundred thousand.” I could feel all attention on me as I said. “Get your calculations right, and prepare your pitch properly.” I noticed John trying to tell me something so I waved him over.

“The car is ready.” He whispered to me and I nodded.

“We’ll do this again, let’s wrap it up,” I said and rose to my feet. Everyone rose immediately, bowing as I walked away with John hurrying beside me.

“Is everything set?” I asked, taking a turn for the elevator.

“Yes, we’ve prepared everything just as you instructed.”

“Great. Have Mrs. Smith shop for female clothes befitting the weather, and size six lingerie as well.” I instructed, but John was taking a moment to reply. I glanced up at him and saw the perplexed look on his face. “Did you get that?”© NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

“Ye-yes Mr. Arnold.”

“Do that immediately,” I said and he bowed.

RAYNE’S POV

Eric had stepped out a few minutes after we arrived. According to him, he had some work to take care of. I wasn’t sure if he’d be back tonight or until the next day.

Bored, I stood by the transparent glass wall in the room Eric had given me. It was two times the size of the one back in Los Angeles, and beautiful too. It was very spacious and overlooked the city. Looking out into the streets from the glass walls, I couldn’t help but smile at the view in front of me. The night sky was illuminated with bright little stars and a half moon, plus the bright lights from the city were just so pleasant and mood-elevating.

I thought about the to-do list I had made when Fred and I were still together, about the things I wanted us to do as a couple. One of them had been to travel to Paris. The second was to walk in the streets of Paris at night and have lots of street foods and a variety of ice cream. Just as couples on Tv did.

“Hah!” I let out a sigh.

The gentle creaking of the door pulled my attention from the glass wall. I turned around and saw Eric walk in. He was back! Seeing him I felt my heart start to do its thing again.

“You’re back!” I said walking away from the glass. He grinned at me.

“Yes wife, did you miss me?” I looked down nervously. Honestly, I did miss him a little, but I wasn’t going to tell him that. I heard him chortle lightly, the sound of it made my heart flutter.

“Get ready.”

“Huh?” I asked, walking away from the glass.

“We are going out.”

“Out?” My heart squeaked inwardly in excitement. “But, we didn’t come with any clothes to change into.”