Married To The Ruthless CEO

A Night Out

Adrian paced in silence for a few moments, his mind racing. His father's words echoed sharply in his ears, heavy with expectation.

"Listen, Dad," he said, trying to steady his voice, though tension gripped him, "you really can't fire me. I'm in the middle of an exclusive contract. This contract is important - to me, to the company, to you. How could you even think of firing me?"

For a moment, there was only the sound of his own breathing. Then his father's voice came back, deep and firm, cutting through his thoughts.

"Listen, Adrian, I started that company with just one hundred dollars. It didn't stop me from getting married. It didn't stop me from fathering a child. Adrian, if you don't bring me a woman from now until the weekend, you are fired. You won't set foot in that company ever again."

Adrian's chest tightened, and his jaw clenched. The weight of the ultimatum pressed down on him like a heavy stone. "Dad... I-" he began, but his father's tone brooked no interruption.

"We're not asking for a lady from a rich background. Just someone with good character. We can support her. Just bring a woman already."

He could feel the walls of the room closing in as the pressure mounted. Every fiber of him wanted to argue, to say there must be another way, but the finality in his father's words left no room for negotiation.

We have been setting you up on blind dates but you've refused to see the ladies

"Listen, Adrian! I will hang myself. I will stop eating. I won't take my drugs anymore. I will die... since you have sworn not to give me a grandchild." His mom added

Adrian froze. His heart thudded painfully, the words piercing deeper than any business challenge ever could.

"Mom... please," he said through clenched teeth, t "Listen, woman, this is not the time to act."

, his father's voice cutting back in sharply.

"If he doesn't bring a woman, he is fired," Mr. Cole added firmly, unyielding.

Adrian exhaled slowly, trying to steady his pulse. He ran a hand over his face, rubbing the bridge of his nose. His thoughts were a whirlwind - his company, his career, his reputation, everything he had built now balanced on this ridiculous demand.

"Yes, Dad," he said finally, the words tight in his throat, controlled, resigned.

Even as he spoke, a storm of frustration, fear, and helplessness churned inside him. How had it come to this? How had his family made everything about this impossible expectation?

listening to the silence after their words. The tension in the room felt almost tangible, the kind that tightened the chest and made it hard to breathe. He clenched his fists, staring out of the window at the city sprawling below.

Adrian knew one thing: the weekend was fast approaching. If he didn't act... if he didn't bring a woman, he would lose everything. And for a man like him, losing everything was not an option.

The thought of it filled him with a rare unease, one that his usual control could not suppress. He had faced competitors, market crashes, betrayals, and broken deals, but this - this was different. This was personal.

That evening at the bar

Adrian Cole leaned back in his chair at the dimly lit bar, swirling the amber liquid in his glass. The weight of his father’s decision pressed heavily on his mind, and for the first time in weeks, he felt unsettled.

“Listen, man,” he said, his voice low and tense, “the problem is… I don’t have anyone in mind. I don’t have anyone I like.” His words were laced with frustration and a hint of desperation, the kind that comes from knowing the clock is ticking.

One of his friends leaned forward, taking a sip from his own drink. “What about Anna? The girl you grew up with? She’s abroad, right? Invite her back and marry her once she’s here. She’s always liked you, and you know it.”

Adrian let out a sharp, almost bitter laugh. “No, man. That’s my sister. I see her as a sister — nothing more. I would rather choose a complete stranger than her.”

Another friend raised an eyebrow. “Well… I don’t think she sees it the same way.”

The group fell into silence for a moment, the only sounds the soft hum of music in the bar and the occasional clink of glasses. They drank through the night, laughter and conversation masking the tension that Adrian could feel gnawing at him from within.

By morning, the hangover had barely faded, and reality had returned with full force. Adrian knew he couldn’t avoid it any longer.

Meanwhile, at Cole’s Jewelry Designer Company, Aria Bennett arrived early, her bag slung over her shoulder, determination shining in her eyes. She had barely stepped into the office when the director approached her, a folder tucked under his arm.

“Mrs. Collins, you will be handling this project,” he said briskly, handing it to her.

Aria froze for a moment, blinking in disbelief. “Wait… hold on. I’m just an intern. Since when do interns start handling crucial projects like this one?” Her voice trembled slightly, betraying the mix of fear and excitement coursing through her.

The director’s expression remained firm, unwavering. “Well, I don’t care. You must take care of it.”

Aria stared down at the folder, feeling the weight of the responsibility settle heavily on her shoulders. The project was massive, worth millions, and the thought of managing it made her heart race. She felt small, almost invisible compared to the seasoned professionals around her.

For a moment, she wondered if she had been targeted, chosen for some unknown reason to bear the brunt of pressure on her by her director. The whispers in the office seemed louder now, the glances from colleagues sharper.

Yet, despite the fear gnawing at her, she squared her shoulders. She had worked too hard to get this opportunity. She had too much to lose to falter now.

“This is my chance,” she muttered under her breath. “i must take it I...I have to prove myself she tried to convince herself.

Her fingers traced the edges of the folder, reading through the initial pages, mentally mapping out what needed to be done. Every calculation, every design decision, every tiny detail felt crucial.

Aria understood one thing clearly — she was an intern, yes, but she could not let that define her. She would rise to the challenge, prove herself, and show that she belonged here, even if everyone else doubted it.

Taking a deep breath, she began organizing the notes, drafting her plan, and preparing for the long day ahead. Determination thrummed through her veins. She wouldn’t let this moment slip by, no matter how overwhelming it felt.

Somewhere deep down, Aria knew that she wasn't going to have an easy time in the company but she already made up her mind this had been just the beginning. And if she played her cards right, she could turn this opportunity into something much bigger — a step closer to the life she wanted for herself and her sister.