I was chosen by a billionaire to be his stand-in for a hefty five-million-dollar salary. I thought my job was just to make appearances when he couldn’t. Who knew his first assignment would be to accompany his wife on their wedding anniversary, and to fulfill her every request? Meanwhile, his stunning secretary kept hinting that she wanted a “special arrangement” with me. I fell deep into the billionaire’s lavish, indulgent life, surrounded by women and luxury, completely unable to pull myself away. Little did I know, he had his own dark agenda… “Alex, you’ve got mail.” My name is Alex. I’m a programmer, 29 years old, and an orphan. Every day, I work my fingers to the bone, grinding away for a meager salary that barely tops five thousand a month. That kind of money? Forget buying a house or a car. It was hard enough just surviving in a major city, and I certainly didn’t have many acquaintances outside of my colleagues. So, who would be writing to me? I ripped open the envelope. Inside, there was only an address and a key. What the heck was this supposed to mean? It couldn’t possibly be some inheritance left to me by a distant relative I’d never heard of, right? I’m not in some cheesy movie! Just as I was pondering this, my phone rang. It was an international number. I immediately hung up. Lately, I’d been getting way too many spam calls; my phone was practically smoking from all the rings. They were all the same old tricks, nothing new or interesting. But before I could even put my phone down, it rang again. Seeing that the caller wouldn’t give up, I answered. “Mr. Alex, please don’t hang up. I’m Mr. Richard’s butler. Because your appearance is remarkably similar to Mr. Richard’s, he’d like to hire you as his stand-in.” “A stand-in?” My jaw dropped. I’d heard of Richard, the billionaire, but only in passing. What he looked like, what he did—I had no clue. “That’s right. Mr. Richard needs to go abroad for six months for medical treatment. During this time, to stabilize stock prices, he requires a stand-in.” “Mr. Richard is willing to pay five million dollars, and all your expenses during this period will be covered by him. You just need to follow Mr. Richard’s instructions.” “Deal! I accept!” Hesitating for even half a second would be an insult to that five million dollars! “Be at the address on the envelope by 6 PM. Some information will be sent to your phone. Tonight is a test for you. If you pass, two million dollars will be transferred to your account as an initial payment.” Looking at the villa key in my hand, a smirk played on my lips. Who knew? My face would actually pay off one day. I spent the entire afternoon scrolling through my phone, memorizing the information the butler had sent. Right on time, I arrived at the address from the letter. I had to admit, standing before that opulent mansion, I was green with envy. Calling it a villa was an understatement; it was a full-blown estate! I pulled out the key and opened the grand gate. As soon as I stepped inside, Brenda, the housekeeper, immediately came forward. “Sir, you’re back. What kind of drink would you like?” As she spoke, she bent down and retrieved a pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet, placing them at my feet. When she leaned over, her low-cut maid uniform inevitably gave me a peek. The housekeeper, a woman in her thirties, was stunningly curvy, making me blush. It was my first time being waited on like this, and while it felt strange, it was also pretty amazing. “His usual single malt scotch.” According to the provided information, Richard was a man of immense authority and presence, and he adored his single malt scotch. Brenda nodded and said with a bow, “Madam is still in the bedroom picking out her dress. Today is your wedding anniversary, and Madam has been looking forward to it all day.” Those words made my scalp prickle instantly. What? Madam? Wedding anniversary? Why didn’t anyone tell me about this?! Cold sweat immediately drenched my back. The key in my hand suddenly felt incredibly heavy. Tonight was going to be tough. *Clack! Clack!* Just as I was thinking, the sound of high heels echoed from the staircase. I looked up, and my gaze was immediately drawn to a pair of long, shapely legs. Then, a breathtaking woman appeared before me. It was Celeste, Richard’s wife. Seeing her face, I couldn’t help but swallow hard. Beautiful! Seductive! She was utterly mesmerizing, like a darker Angelina Jolie. Those eyes could reel you in! Just one look, and I felt like my soul was being sucked right out of me. No wonder Mr. Richard had to go abroad for treatment; with a beauty like this by your side, even the healthiest man wouldn’t last! The next second, her voice chimed. “It’s rare that you still remember today’s date.” “I could forget anything else, but never today.” I managed a smile, but my forehead was already covered in sweat. A fragrant scent wafted over as Celeste reached out, gently wiping the sweat from my brow. “Look at you, all sweaty. Go wash up quickly.” She turned and instructed Brenda, “Brenda, tell the kitchen dinner will be served in half an hour.” I steadied myself and headed upstairs, found the master bedroom, and rushed into the bathroom, turning on the faucet. I barely had time to strip off my clothes and sink into the tub. Then, the bathroom door creaked open. Celeste walked in. “Honey, let me give you a massage…” Immediately, a pair of soft hands rested on my shoulders, gently kneading them. My heart pounded like a drum. I felt a strange, forbidden thrill, a rush of stolen pleasure. If Richard ever found out, he’d kill me! To avoid giving myself away, I quickly closed my eyes. Just as I was getting comfortable, I suddenly felt those hands become restless. They traced a path downwards, along my body. “I’m all clean. Let’s go eat.” I forced down the rising desire, stopping those mischievous hands. I looked up, meeting Celeste’s glistening eyes head-on. My heart lurched. Again, I feigned Richard’s tone: “I’m starving.” “Where are you starving, honey? Your stomach or…” Her gaze flickered downwards, and I instantly got her meaning. I quickly replied, “My stomach! My stomach is hungry!” Hearing this, Celeste rolled her eyes at me, a pout on her face. “Your clothes are by the door. I’ll wait for you downstairs.” Only after she left did I finally breathe a sigh of relief. No, I had to find an excuse to leave tonight. Staying here would definitely lead to trouble! As expected, Celeste had changed into a white evening gown without me noticing. She sat across from me and told Brenda to open a bottle of red wine. “Honey, try the lobster that just arrived from Australia this morning.” As she served me, her cleavage was on full display, a distracting sight. I quickly lowered my head, focusing all my attention on the lobster. “Come, darling, here’s to our happy wedding anniversary.” My tolerance for alcohol wasn’t great, but on a day like this, I absolutely couldn’t expose myself. So, I gritted my teeth and raised my glass. “To you, my love, may you get even more beautiful.” My words made Celeste giggle. Her alluring eyes kept raking over me. “Honey, you’re a little different today.” Damn it! Had she seen through me? My heart hammered. I cursed myself for talking too much; why did I have to add that extra line?! The next second, a hint of melancholy crossed Celeste’s face. “You haven’t been back for over half a year. I thought you wouldn’t come back today either.” She hadn’t noticed? I let out a small sigh of relief. It seemed their relationship wasn’t exactly great either. Otherwise, who would leave such a gorgeous wife alone for over six months? To avoid saying anything else wrong, I remained silent, focusing all my attention on the delicious food on my plate. Celeste kept serving me from across the table. “Honey, eat slowly.” “Here, have another drink.” Before long, the bottle of red wine was empty. All the food on the table had disappeared into my stomach. My low alcohol tolerance quickly caught up to me, and I felt a wave of dizziness. I leaned back in my chair, resting. Celeste, her face flushed, stared at me with eyes full of desire. “Honey, do you know how much I’ve missed you these past six months?” Her scent enveloped me, and under the table, her foot kept brushing against my leg. The fire I had barely managed to suppress instantly flared up again! Combined with the alcohol, my head spun, and I got up, scooped Celeste into my arms, and headed towards the bedroom…
The next morning, I woke up to find Celeste sleeping beside me, and my heart sank. The worst had happened. Not only was my stint as a stand-in probably over, but Richard wouldn’t let me off the hook either. Just as I was getting dressed, planning to slip away unnoticed, my phone rang. It was the butler. For a moment, I was gripped by nerves, unsure how to explain what happened last night. “Hello?” “Mr. Alex, your performance last night was excellent. Mr. Richard is very pleased. The initial payment has already been transferred to your account. You need to go to the company today; the car is waiting for you at the villa entrance.” *Ding!* As soon as I hung up, the bank text message arrived. Two million dollars! I had never seen so much money in my life! This… I slept with his wife, and I *passed* the test? I truly didn’t understand the world of the super-rich. But at least, for now, I didn’t have to worry about retaliation. Celeste was also woken by the phone call. She mumbled, “Honey, who was that?” “The company. Something urgent came up.” She sat up, revealing a generous amount of cleavage, hooked her arms around my neck, and lightly pecked my cheek. “Will you be back tonight?” I nodded, pulling the blanket up to cover her. Not for any other reason, but because I was afraid I wouldn’t be able to resist. After a few minutes of sweet nothings, I left the villa. A Rolls-Royce Cullinan was already waiting at the entrance. Upon arriving at the company, I was escorted by a private assistant to a private elevator that took me straight to the top floor. It was a luxurious office, spanning over two thousand square feet. My rented apartment was barely five hundred square feet. Damn capitalists. As soon as I sat down, Chloe, the personal secretary, brought in a cup of Richard’s usual single malt scotch. “Mr. Richard, your drink.” Chloe was a graduate of a prestigious university, with a delicate face and a slender yet curvaceous figure, clearly the result of regular workouts. “Just leave it.” I glanced at her briefly before looking away. I opened my laptop and played some games for a while. Just as it was time for lunch, Chloe walked in carrying an insulated lunch box. “Mr. Richard, this is the nutritious meal I prepared this morning. Please, have a taste.” There was fish, shrimp, and a fragrant bowl of soup. “Thank you. That’s thoughtful of you.” The words barely left my mouth when Chloe burst into tears. “Mr. Richard, have I done something wrong?” I froze, staring at her, utterly bewildered. “I’m so sorry, Mr. Richard. Whatever I did wrong, I’ll fix it immediately. Please don’t fire me. My mother is still in the hospital, and I really need this money…” I mentally sighed, realizing I’d said the wrong thing again. I waved my hand. “You’re excellent. I won’t fire you, don’t worry.” But to my surprise, Chloe directly knelt down. “Mr. Richard, please give me a chance to make amends.” I felt a little helpless, leaning back in my chair and closing my eyes. Just as I was wondering how to get rid of this woman, I suddenly felt a pair of hands undoing my belt. My eyes snapped open: “Wait, I don’t need to change my pants!” Chloe, her eyes red, pleaded, “Mr. Richard, please give me this chance.”
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