Breaking Everett Pierce

"If you're unattractive, you have to work twice as hard as pretty girls do." I can't remember where I heard the line from, or when. Whenever, wherever, and whoever it was from, I actually took it seriously. And things are going pretty well for me. After being the secretary of one of the richest man in the country, I saved up to afford my own condominium, support my little brother who's now in college, and I was able to give back to my parents monthly. Of course, I deserved it, anyway. But I had to endure very hard, in return. Because my boss, Mr. Everett Lucas Pierce... Is the biggest asshole alive. But seriously, no matter how big of an asshole he was, I still find myself liking him. I don't know if he still remembered, but when we first met, it was during my college graduation, and as one of the successful men in the country, he was invited to deliver a speech during the ceremony. I still remembered how charming he looked like in his dark blue suit and black tie. The way his mouth moved with every word rolling out of his tongue. The way his steel blue eyes made contact with mine. The way he smiled at us and shook our hand, congratulating us for graduating. Well, I thought that he was the exact definition of "perfection", but after working under his care, I realized that no one indeed, was perfect. In fact, the man I fell in love with was a s*x-craved bastard, hopping from one bed to another. He was a man full of worldly desires. He is the Everett Pierce, after all. Everyone would love to play a game with him. He was stupidly hot, rich, hard-working, and from what I heard from some girls he dated, he's a beast in bed with the body of a s*x god. But who would have thought that he would come knocking at my door, asking me to marry him?