Chapter 4 A week later . After spending the morning at Christies fall preview , I decided to surprise Nathan with macarons from Ladurée . The front desk security guard Mike , I think gave me his usual warm smile as I signed in . Want me to let Mr. Pierce know youre here , Mrs. Pierce ? I shook my head with a conspiratorial wink . Lets make it a surprise . When I reached the top floor , I tapped on the heavy oak door of his corner office . Nathans boardroom voice cut through : I specifically said no interruptions . Even for your wife ? Beep . The security lock clicked open . The floor to ceiling windows were dimmed to their darkest setting , turning the spectacular Manhattan view into a muted backdrop . Nathan sat behind his massive Restoration Hardware desk , his expression softening when he saw me . This is unexpected . I gave him a playful pout . Brought you something sweet . Though you werent very sweet just now . Ten minute break , he spoke into his MacBook before pulling out his AirPod Pro . He massaged his temples , looking exhausted . Sorry , angel . Quarterly board meeting . Didnt realize it was you . Still live ? I whispered . Just muted myself . That smile I fell in love with spread across his face . But I never pass up treats from Mrs. 15.8 % Chapter 4 With his webcam still running , I stayed by the visitor chairs . Well then , let me pamper my overworked CEO . I opened the signature mint green box and lifted a rose raspberry macaron to his lips . He leaned forward with that boyish grin I adored , but suddenly tensed , a strangled sound catching in his throat . Nathan ? I held the macaron mid air , concern creeping in . He blinked hard , took the macaron , and after a moment spoke in a strained voice : Just fatigue . These back to back meetings … I should go . Let you catch your breath before you dive back in . His lips pressed together apologetically , voice slightly raspy . Text me next time Ill block off my afternoon . As I headed out , I glanced back . Nathan was reclining in his Herman Miller , head tilted back , the filtered sunlight casting shadows across his Tom Ford suit as his chest rose and fell . By the private elevator bank , something felt off . I turned back . Just past the executive assistants area , I saw his door open . A figure slipped out . When she glanced around furtively , I saw her face clearly . Claire Morrison . Still in her Ann Taylor basics and minimal Sephora makeup , still radiating that carefully cultivated mousy demeanor . The only thing out of place was her MAC Russian Red lipstick subtly smeared at the corners . Coerot 17.5 % hapter 4 Estood frozen . From leaving his office to the elevator and back barely sixty seconds had passed . When had Claire entered ? During that brief minute ? Or- My eyes went to Nathans oversized Restoration Hardware desk . Massive enough . Massive enough to conceal someone underneath . ( 0 ) 80 ) Title: Assigned A Billionaire Husband By The Nation In CrushReel's ongoing romance novel, "Assigned A Billionaire Husband By The Nation," a young woman finds herself without a home after a heart-wrenching breakup with her boyfriend of four years. Following state policy, she is unexpectedly matched with a billionaire spouse, forever altering the course of her life. Amidst themes of love, resilience, and newfound wealth, readers are drawn into a world where the ordinary meets the extraordinary. As the protagonist navigates her new reality alongside her billionaire partner, the complexities of their relationship unfold against the backdrop of opulent mansions and hidden secrets waiting to be revealed. What sets this modern romance apart is its unique blend of sweet romance and the intriguing dynamics between contract lovers in a contemporary setting. Fans of CEO romances will find themselves captivated by the unfolding tale that promises unexpected twists and heartfelt moments. Dive into this enchanting story, available to read at CrushReel, and discover a world where love knows no bounds.