My Husband's Secretary Worked Under His Desk, So I Streamed Their Affair

I went to the office to report to my husband, Carter Vance, when I caught a whiff of a strange yet familiar, metallic, musky scent. "Why does it smell so weird in here?

Let me open a window." Just as I was about to walk behind Carter's massive mahogany desk to reach the glass, he panicked and stopped me. "Don't worry about it.

I'll just have the cleaning crew come up and take care of it later." The moment I placed the files on his desk, a glowing line of chat text floated right before my eyes: 「What an idiot.

She still has no idea that her husband's secretary is hiding under the desk right now.」 「Once they turn off the smartglass transparency, nobody outside can see how wild Carter and his secretary get in there.」 I frowned, testing Carter. "Your new secretary isn't doing a great job.

We should replace her." Carter immediately defended her. "She works incredibly hard. She stays late every single night." I sneered inwardly. Hard at work? Under your desk?

As I walked out of the office, I casually slid my hand over the wall panel and flipped the smartglass override switch.

If the floating comments were telling the truth, the entire company was about to get a frontrow seat to a very dirty show. 「Holy crap! Is the wife crazy?

She turned on the smartglass! Everyone outside can see the CEO and his little secretary inside!」 「The secretary doesn't even know!

She's still going at it so enthusiastically!」 「The employees outside are already noticing!」 「Am I the only one worried about the CEO's reputation?

Everyone is watching!」 「Why would our male lead care about his reputation? He owns the place! Half the office wants to sleep with him anyway.

You clearly don't understand the appeal of an alpha male harem novel!」 The comments scrolled wildly before my eyes, practically oozing disgusting excitement.

A cold smirk played at the corner of my lips. How amusing. I wanted to see exactly how "alpha" Carter would feel once his private live show became public knowledge.

I swayed slightly, pressing a hand to my forehead, pretending to stagger. "I think my blood sugar is dropping.

I feel so dizzy." Before my voice even faded, I smoothly sat down in the armchair right across from him.

Since I was the one who had pulled the curtain open on this little drama, it would be a shame to leave before the climax.

Seeing that I hadn't left but had instead settled comfortably into the chair opposite him, beads of sweat began to break out on Carter's forehead.

He was violently suppressing his reactions, his voice tight and strained. "Is there... anything else?" "Of course." I pulled my iPad from my bag, opened a spreadsheet, and pushed it across the desk toward him. "The Chicago project.

The thirdquarter budget doesn't match the data you gave me yesterday. There's a threemilliondollar discrepancy. Explain this to me." 「Why isn't the wife leaving?

She's so clueless! With her sitting right there, how is the secretary supposed to play freely?」 「This is even hotter!

The male lead is getting pleased while forced to use his brain at high speed. Talk about fire and ice!」 「Poor Carter, he's definitely going to lose his stamina now.」 「Bullsht!

Our alpha male is biologically gifted!」 Carter's eyes flickered to the spreadsheet for less than a second before he looked away irritably.

His hands gripped the edge of the desk so tightly that the veins on the back of his hands bulged. "It's just a minor issue. I'll have the accounting department reaudit it.

You don't need to handle this personally..." His words were cut off by a muffled groan.

I watched his spine instantly stiffen, his Adam's apple bobbing violently. 「The secretary is a pro! Compared to her, the wife is probably like a dead fish in bed.

No wonder Carter cheats!」 「Cheating right in front of his wife in the office? Double the thrill! That's how a real alpha lives!」 「The outside world is going wild!

Someone filmed a video and put it in the company Snapchat group! Highdef, unedited! You can see the crown of the secretary's head!

The whole company knows now!」 「The more who know, the better!

Now Carter can build his harem in the office without any shame!」 The ecstatic comments and Carter's agonizing torture formed a perfect, ironic contrast.

I leaned back comfortably against the chair, my fingers lazily scrolling through the iPad, making soft tapping sounds that felt exceptionally loud in the tense, silent office. "Can't explain it?" I looked up at him. "Or did you never plan to run this money through the company accounts in the first place?" My voice was calm, but it was like a nail driven precisely into his crumbling sanity.

Sweat drenched Carter's forehead, dripping down his tense jawline.

He stared deathly at a random, blank spot on the desk. "It was... an accounting error," he squeezed out, his voice raspy from extreme suppression. "I'll have them recalculate it." "An accounting error?" I let out a soft laugh, pushing the iPad an inch closer to him. "Carter, three million dollars isn't a misplaced decimal point." "This expense is listed under 'Market Channel Maintenance.' But I've personally spoken with every channel manager on the Chicago project.

Not a single one of them received this money." "As the CEO, you want to brush off a discrepancy of this size as a simple 'error'?" Every word I spoke was a bullseye.

Carter's knuckles turned white against the edge of the desk, his arm muscles trembling from strain.

His breathing grew heavier, his chest rising and falling in a completely chaotic rhythm. "Enough!" He snapped his head up, his eyes bloodshot as he glared at me. "Zoe, what exactly do you want?" 「The male lead is losing his mind!

To make it wilder, he made the secretary use those iceandfire popping beads.

If his wife doesn't get lost soon, he's going to lose control right here!」 「To be honest, the male lead still has some shame. He doesn't dare blow his load in front of his wife!

Too bad the employees outside are already filming him. His wife is going to find out sooner or later anyway!」 Iceandfire popping beads...

So, behind my back, Carter was playing with things that wild. Well, of course. A traditional, boring woman like me could never provide him with that kind of cheap thrill.

Still, I really wanted to see just how out of control those little toys could make a man. I curled my lips into a gentle, thoroughly accommodating smile. "Honey, what do you mean?

What could I possibly want?" "I just care about the company, and I care about you. I was just too impatient earlier.

I shouldn't have lost my temper over such a small thing." I sounded incredibly sincere, as if the sharp, demanding woman from a moment ago had been nothing but his hallucination.

The suspicion in Carter's eyes deepened. He clearly couldn't comprehend my sudden change in attitude, but his physical predicament prevented him from thinking too deeply.

Ignoring the cold sweat pouring down his face, I casually continued. "Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you something." I lifted my wrist and glanced at my watch. "Today, some of our senior board members said they wanted to come in early to discuss the company's future direction with you." Carter snapped his head up, his pupils shrinking to pinpricks. "What?!" Ignoring his gasp, I thoughtfully calculated the time. "Given the traffic, they should be arriving downstairs right about now." The moment the words left my mouth, the last drop of color drained from Carter's face.

I absolutely loved his expression right now. The look of a man watching himself plummet into an abyss, utterly powerless to stop it, letting terror consume him whole.

Right in front of him, I pulled out my phone. I found my assistant's contact and dialed. "Yes, Mrs. Vance," my assistant's efficient voice came through the speaker.

Carter opened his mouth to stop me, but no sound came out. "Go down to the lobby and meet Mr.

Davis and the other board members." Staring at Carter's ghostly pale face, I spoke slowly, emphasizing every single word. "Once they arrive, don't take them to the conference room." "Bring them straight up to the CEO's office." "We're going to have a very productive meeting right here."

The office door swung open, and several senior board members walked in, their faces grim.

I immediately stood up to greet them with a polite, professional smile. "Gentlemen, please, come in." Yet Carter remained absolutely motionless, buried in his leather executive chair.

He didn't even turn his body, keeping himself stiffly facing forward. In the corporate world, where etiquette is everything, this was the height of arrogance and disrespect.

The board members' eyes flashed with scrutiny and annoyance.

I stepped aside, making a welcoming gesture while thoughtfully suggesting, "Why don't we move over to the smaller meeting table?

It's more spacious, and I've prepared coffee and pastries." 「How is the male lead supposed to stand up?!

First of all, the popping beads have him so overstimulated he can't move, and second, his gray suit pants are probably soaked.

If he stands up, his secret is out!」 「Hearing the noise, the secretary seems to be going even harder! Does she think Carter clutching her hair is him praising her?

She's trying so hard for a 'reward'!」 「The secretary isn't entirely in control either! Those beads have an aphrodisiac effect.

It doesn't just make the guy feel good; the drug makes the woman lose her mind and go wilder! These two fools used a whole box. Now they're stuck.

Neither can stop!」 Sure enough, Carter's voice squeezed through his teeth, tight and strained. "No need." "It's just a quick update. We can discuss it right here.

Why don't you gentlemen take a seat on the sofa over there?" The air in the room suddenly turned icecold. One of the board members, Marcus Miller, let out a harsh sneer. "Mr.

Vance is certainly putting on airs lately.

Are we oldtimers no longer worthy of you standing up to greet us?" Normally, with Carter's hottempered personality, he would have slammed his hand on the desk and put these old men in their place.

But today, he had to take it. He had to endure the board's mockery while simultaneously enduring the increasingly frenzied torment beneath his desk.

Carter had no choice but to force himself to stay seated, desperately fabricating an excuse about his health. "Gentlemen, please forgive me.

My chronic lower back pain is acting up today, and it's incredibly painful to stand." His voice was tightly coiled, each word sounding as though it were being dragged through gravel.

The board members' expressions soured further, but since Carter was one of the cofounders, they couldn't openly lose their tempers.

With dark faces, they squeezed themselves onto the threeseater leather sofa.

Several heavyset, middleaged men were packed tightly together, their designer suits wrinkling, their poised executive demeanors completely shattered.

This physical discomfort quickly morphed into psychological irritation.

Arthur Davis, the most hotheaded of them, snorted loudly. "Since you're so fragile today, Carter, let's keep this short." "What exactly is your plan for the overseas expansion next quarter?

The proposal you emailed us a few days ago was complete garbage!

It's like it was written by a high schooler!" Carter's brain, overloaded with adrenaline and physical stimulation, had turned to absolute mush.

His fingers dug deep into the leather armrests of his chair, nearly tearing the expensive material. He didn't dare make any sudden movements.

He even kept his breathing shallow, terrified that any slight shift would betray the secret beneath his desk.

Seeing Carter remain silent, Arthur assumed he was just guilty and incompetent. His anger flared.

He stood up abruptly from the cramped sofa, pointing a finger at Carter. "Do you not even have an explanation for us?

We entrusted this company to you because we believed you and Zoe had vision, not so you could flush our hardearned money down the toilet!" The more he spoke, the angrier he got.

He paced a couple of steps, then began marching directly toward the desk. 「Oh my god, oh my god! Old man, don't go over there!

Two more steps and you'll see right under the desk!」 「Fck! If they get caught, this will be the ultimate cringecompilation peak of all time!」 「Carter, do something! Stop him!

Say literally anything!」 The veins in Carter's temples throbbed violently. Seeing Arthur only two steps away from the desk, he finally broke. "Mr.

Davis, please, calm down," Carter rasped, his voice carrying an unnatural, desperate strain. "The overseas proposal definitely has flaws. I was too impatient. Please, sit back down.

We can discuss this slowly. I promise you, within three days, I will present a completely revised, viable plan to the board." He lowered his tone, adopting a deeply humble posture.

This response was actually quite logical. He admitted his mistake and offered a concrete solution. Arthur hesitated, his anger softening slightly as he weighed the offer.

The comments section was practically cheering. 「Insane! As expected of the male lead! Calm in the face of disaster! His improvisational skills are off the charts!」 「See that?

That's a true leader! Even in a situation like this, his brain works faster than anyone else's!」

Seeing Carter slowly regain control of the situation, how could I possibly let him have his way?

I took a step forward, my face displaying the perfect mix of confusion and worry. "Honey, what are you talking about?" My voice wasn't loud, but it acted like a needle, immediately popping the balloon of tension that had just begun to ease.

Every eye in the room locked onto me. Carter's body stiffened visibly. He turned his head, shooting me a warning, murderous glare.

But I played dumb, continuing to "defend" him with an innocent, naive tone. "How can you throw that proposal away?" "Didn't you just tell me yesterday that the project has already started and the first wire transfer has gone through?

If we stop now, who's going to cover the massive losses?" My words made the board members' faces turn black instantly.

Arthur's softened expression hardened into stone once more. "And besides, didn't you say that times have changed, and that Mr.

Davis and the others are just dinosaurs who can't keep up with modern trends?

You said they're just dead weight holding the company back, so this plan..." At that point, I acted as if I had suddenly realized my slip of the tongue.

I quickly slapped both hands over my mouth, my eyes wide with a perfect display of panic and helplessness. Silence. Deathly silence filled the office.

Even the floating comments froze for a second. 「Is this woman insane?! How dare she say that out loud?!」 「Stupid btch! She's ruining everything!

Why did the male lead marry such a brainless piece of trash!」 "Carter Vance!" "You really are something!" "Using our money to play games, and calling us dinosaurs behind our backs?!" "I'd love to see just how capable you really are!" His eyes bloodshot with rage, Arthur charged forward.

Carter's pupils dilated. He wanted to scramble back, but his physical state made it impossible to react in time. I knew he had reached his absolute limit.

He could only watch as Arthur's hand, veins bulging with fury, slammed down on his desk.

Arthur gripped the edge of the heavy oak desk, intending to lean over and drag Carter out of his chair by his collar. But he moved too fast, putting too much force into it.

His thick knee slammed hard against the heavy wooden panel of the desk. BANG! A loud, heavy thud echoed. The entire massive desk shook violently.

The folders, the pen holders, and the coffee cups rattled loudly. With the sudden jolt of the desk, Carter's body pitched backward uncontrollably.

And at that exact millisecond... "...Ah!" A suppressed, highpitched, and incredibly bizarre gasp escaped from beneath the desk.