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2026-02-04 05:25:53
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Fake marrying my new boss That just happened
*Kiera* The sun hangs high in the sky, casting a warm glow over the park where our company event is in full swing. Laughter and cheers fill the air, punctuated by the crack of a bat and the thud of a ball hitting the grass. I shift in my seat on the bleachers, scanning the field for Will. He’s out there, looking every bit the part of a charismatic CEO, complete with his sandy hair slightly tousled from the breeze and that killer smile that can light up a room. Beside me, Colin leans back, arms stretched out, as he watches the game unfold. He is fairly new, and has been a breath of fresh air at the office, always ready with a joke or a sarcastic quip to lighten the mood. Today, he’s in a vibrant Hawaiian shirt that matches his easygoing attitude. He nudges me playfully, “You see that swing? He’s got some serious talent.” I chuckle, though my gaze remains glued to Will, who stands at the plate, bat in hand, eyes focused intently on the pitcher. “He’s just showing off,” I reply, my he
Fake marrying my new boss At the game
*Kiera* “Okay, what exactly did he say?” Marissa takes the beer and two jumbo soft pretzels I offer her as we navigate through the throngs of excited basketball fans. It's the first home game for the Knicks in a while, and the buzz in Madison Square Garden is electric. “Did you hear that?” I ask Frida, pointing to the court, where players are warming up. Frida’s eyes light up, her face painted with a bright pink heart, and I can’t help but smile as I see her excitement. “Yeah, yeah, we heard it,” Marissa rolls her eyes playfully, adjusting the Knicks cap perched on her head. “But seriously, what did he say?” I thank the concession stand attendant, slipping our bottles of water and a bag of cotton candy into the backpack attached to Frida’s wheelchair. Giving her a gentle push, we weave through the crowd toward our seats. We’re early enough to catch the tail end of warm-ups, and I can’t wait to see Frida’s reaction when the game starts. “So, did he give any indication of how slow
Fake marrying my new boss Dancing in the sand
*Will* She opens her mouth to speak just as the waiter appears. “Hey there! How are we doin’ over here? Oooh, looks like we’re still working on those mains. Can I get either of you a refresh on your drinks?” “We need a minute,” Kiera says, her gaze locked on me. The waiter looks confused, “But you called me over…” “Sorry about that,” Kiera cries. “We need a fucking minute. Please and thank you.” The waiter disappears, and I can’t help but smile. She groans, dragging a hand over her face. “Fuck, that was so rude.” “I’ll tip him generously,” I reply, still smiling. Kiera doesn’t smile. “You were saying?” “We can’t go backwards,” I repeat. “Whatever hand of fate led us here, we are here. We’re in this moment. We’re married, sharing custody of a child … and you’re in love with me. If it’s all the same to you, I’d like to see if I could maybe figure this love out too.” Slowly, she shakes her head. “What if you can’t? Will, I won’t survive it …” I take some cash
Fake marrying my new boss She tells everything
*Kiera* What the actual fuck is happening right now? I glare across the table at Will. “What are you doing?” “I think the technical term is flirting.” I blink, my vision spinning like I just took a punch to the fucking head. There are a lot of thoughts and emotions swirling in my mind, but only one coherent word pops out. “Why?” He shrugs, taking a sip of his beer. “This is a date, right? We’ve never been on a real fancy date before. I know it was orchestrated by Candy, and I know we have an audience, but I’m still here with you, sharing this nice meal. It’s customary to flirt on a date, no?” I groan, sinking back in my chair. “Will, come on. I don’t need you to pity flirt with me. That’s just fucking depressing.” He arches a brow. “What pity?” “I don’t want you flirting with me because you have to or because you think it’s what you’re supposed to do on a date.” “Then when am I allowed to flirt with you?” I’m fucking reeling. “What?” He gestures around. “If
Fake marrying my new boss Beautiful too
*Will*As we are eating, listening to the entertainment of the event I can’t help but thinking about me and us… how I feel about everything.And I’ve researched the term Demisexuality. It’s under the asexual spectrum, a rather broad term, covering everything from those who seek no sexual touch ever to people who engage in casual sex sometimes and those who may not express sensual feelings until a deeper relationship is established first.The more I read, the more the label seems to fit me. The article last night talked of primary versus secondary sexual attraction. Apparently, primary attraction happens at first sight. You can look at a person, even a stranger on the street, and feel attracted to them. I’m not sure I’ve ever felt that before. Aesthetically, I may look at someone and admire their beauty. But I admire them with the same feeling of joy or excitement as seeing a sunset or a stag standing in the snow.I glance across the table at Kiera again. Aesthetically, she’s very plea
Fake marrying my new boss Another event
*Will*I’m dressed in a tailored suit, the fabric smooth against my skin, and I can’t help but feel a mix of nervous energy and excitement as I check my reflection in the mirror. Kiera is in the other room, probably trying on the beautiful dress I know she picked out for tonight. Candy, my company’s PR manager, has gone all out with the planning, ensuring that everything is just right for this high-profile event. The goal is simple: to showcase our ‘perfect’ marriage to the world yet again.But tonight isn’t just about the facade. It's about Kiera, and I genuinely want her to feel special. I want her to see that I’m not just a man playing a role… I’m someone who admires her, who feels drawn to her in ways I never expected.“Will! How do I look?” Kiera’s voice brings me back to the moment, and I turn to see her stepping out of the bedroom, a stunning red dress clinging to her curves perfectly. The fabric shimmers under the soft glow of our apartment’s lights, and my breath catches.“Yo
Fake marrying my new boss Operation roots
*Kiera* The elevator hums softly as we ride down to the public relations office, my heart racing with a mix of excitement and anxiety. Will stands beside me, his presence a comforting anchor amidst the whirlwind of emotions swirling inside me. All Morning people has been congratulating me, and too
Fake marrying my new boss Catching up
*Will* The office buzzes with a frenetic energy as I step inside, the familiar scent of freshly brewed coffee mingling with the faint whir of printers and the hum of chatter. It’s a stark contrast to the solemnity of Denmark, where grief hung in the air like a heavy fog. My heart still aches for m
Fake marrying my new boss Back to work
*Kiera* The soft hum of the city fills the air as I step out of the apartment, the crisp Monday morning wrapping around me like a cool blanket. Will walks beside me, a steady presence, but there’s still a bit of an undercurrent of tension swirling between us. This is the first day back at work sin
Fake marrying my new boss Talking it through
*Kiera* An hour later, I lean against the kitchen counter, my heart still racing from the whirlwind of emotions. I watch as Will walks Tina to the door, shaking her hand for what seems like the tenth time. He smiles warmly at her, ensuring her that she is indeed hired and can start tomorrow. I ke
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