My Wife and Her "Best Friend" Play Truth or Dare Chapter 1

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Ever since my wife took over as CEO of the company, she’s been parading around like a boss babe straight out of a Netflix drama.

I went along with everything she wanted.

She said every boss lady needs a supportive husband, so I quit my job to be a stay-at-home partner. I agreed.

She said every CEO needs a right-hand assistant, so she hired her male best friend as her personal secretary. I didn’t object.

But then, she decided to take her “boss lady” persona to the next level, playing out those ridiculous tropes from TV dramas—flirting with her male secretary like it was some kind of game.

At her birthday party, she even kissed him passionately in front of all her friends. And if that wasn’t humiliating enough, she capped the night with a "loyalty test," making me catch her cigarette ashes with my bare hands.

When I refused to let her sell off company assets for her boy toy’s approval, she called me a leech—living off her success.

What she forgot, though, is that the company she’s so proud of? It’s mine. And being CEO? I can do that too.