The Heiress [ Chaennie ]

Wifey

CHAPTER 22

The moment Chaeyoung stepped out of the elevator she looked around, not used to seeing the lobby empty. Hmm where's Irene? She shrugged and walked towards Jennie's double doors. She was about to knock when she heard giggling at the other side of the door. She raised a brow and decided to just barge in not bothering with the knock whatsoever. Opening the door she saw Jennie laughing at whatever Irene was showing her on her phone. Her fiancé was sitting on her chair while Irene was on the other side of her desk smiling down at the CEO.

She stood against the double doors and crossed her arms across her chest while clearing her throat. She wasn't in the mood to be nice right now. "What's so funny?"

Jennie and Irene's heads turned towards the blonde girl and they had smiles on their faces. Jennie beamed when she saw Chaeyoung. "Oh you're just in time! Irene here was showing me an article saying that our company has been performing better than it did before and quickly surpassing the assholes who said I couldn't live up to my father's footsteps. They even bring the statement up in the article in slight mockery. It's quite hilarious if you ask me."

Jennie stood up from her seat and moved in front of her desk beside Irene while telling the girl what happened. Jennie handed Irene's phone back and Chaeyoung couldn't help but notice how Irene would linger her hand on Jennie's a little longer than necessary. She smiled sweetly at Jennie and walked seductively towards the girl. Jennie on the other hand was watching the girl like a hawk. She didn't understand where this was coming from but she wasn't complaining either. She was so entranced by her fiancé that she couldn't stop staring at the girl's hips or at how Chaeyoung was biting her lip.

Once the girl was in front of Jennie, she gulped and looked at Chaeyoung biting her lip while looking at her with a look that she couldn't quite decipher. It was almost so primal that one could say it was a look of possessiveness. "That's good to hear. How about you tell me more about it, Wifey?" Chaeyoung smiled at her fiancé while intertwining their fingers together in front of them. She then cheekily turned to look at Irene who was desperately trying to look anywhere else in the room but at their joint hands. "Alone maybe?"

The secretary cleared her throat and smiled at Jennie while bowing slightly. "I'll be outside Miss Kim"

The moment Jennie heard the double doors click signalling it was locked, she rose a brow at the younger girl and smirked. "Wifey?" Chaeyoung blushed. Snapping out of her possessive haze, she fiddled with Jennie's fingers and nodded. "You call me Hubby so I thought I can call you my Wifey." Jennie giggled and gave the girl a gummy smile while nodding in agreement.

"I actually like it." Jennie leaned against her desk comfortably while standing and she pulled Chaeyoung closer. The CEO wrapped her arms around Chaeyoung's waist and looked at her lovingly. "It suits our slight height difference" Chaeyoung smiled mischievously and giggled. The older girl scoffed at her fiancé. "It's just a couple of inches!" the blonde covered her mouth with her right hand and laughed at how adorable Jennie was being.

The girl's laughter was cut off and replaced with a gasp when she felt herself being carried and deposited on the desk. Her arms automatically found themselves wrapped around Jennie's shoulders and the CEO was standing in between her legs. Jennie had her hands flat on the table on either side of Chaeyoung. Their faces were inches apart and Jennie had a wide smirk on her lips. "That's alright. It would be our little inside joke when you call me Wifey and remember that I actually control what happens behind closed doors, love"

Jennie pulled Chaeyoung closer to her making the younger girl spread her legs out more to accommodate Jennie's body. Their hips meeting at the edge of the desk, Chaeyoung couldn't help but hide her face in the crook of Jennie's neck and moan quietly when she felt how hard Jennie was.