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2026-01-27 23:10:13
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Fake marrying my new boss It all feels right
*Will* As Kiera’s joyous “Yes!” cuts through the applause, a rush of elation surges through me like a tidal wave. It is blocking out everyone else, and numbing all fears and worries, at least for a while. I can hardly believe it… her eyes sparkle with tears, but they’re not tears of fear or doubt; they’re tears of joy, and that joy is infectious. I pull her close again, feeling the heat of her body against mine, and all I can think is how complete she makes me feel, how radiant she is in this moment. I should have done this a long time ago, I know that now. I can almost hear the fireworks going off in my heart. This is it. This is the moment I’ve been waiting for… this, whatever we started as becoming the real thing, not only to us but to the world. The weight of the problems lifts off my shoulders, replaced by the pure exhilaration of her acceptance, of the love that binds us tighter than ever. I’m finally whole again… or maybe for the first time. “Can you believe it?” I say, my
Fake marrying my new boss For real
*Kiera* As the applause fills the room, a rush of disbelief washes over me. I can hardly wrap my mind around the gravity of what just unfolded. It’s as if time has slowed to a crawl; my heart races, each beat echoing in my ears, while my feet barely seem to touch the ground as I rush off the sidelines towards Will. He stands just off the stage, his face flushed with exhilaration, and I can see the warmth in his eyes as I approach him, a beacon of light amidst the swirling chaos around us. “You were incredible,” I breathe, wrapping my arms around him, feeling the strength of his body, the warmth of his presence grounding me in this whirlwind moment. He pulls me close, and I lift my face to meet his, our lips connecting in a kiss that feels like a promise, a vow that binds our hearts together in this wild, unpredictable world. When we pull away, the fire in his eyes ignites something deep within me… a mixture of pride, admiration, and an overwhelming sense of love. “You really did it
Fake marrying my new boss Press conferance
*Kiera* I had no idea about the press conference before Candy sent me a message to get to the office immediately. Walking into the grand foyer just in time to see Will take a spot behind a table on a small stage beside Candy, has me stopping in my tracks. It seems like every rapporter in New York is here. I hold my breath as Will leans forward, his forearms folded on the table. “Thank you for coming.” His deep voice is like a balm. “I felt it was time to break my silence about the events that have been unfolding for me personally over the last few weeks.” There’s a shuffle amongst the press as they eagerly await the chance to snag a useful sound bite. “Some time ago, I announced my marriage to Kiera Hart,” he begins. “I said then that I would only make one statement regarding our marriage, and I meant it. As an exceptionally private person, I consider any details about my life with my wife to be off limits for the press.” He looks slowly down the lens of each camera as he spea
Fake marrying my new boss Stay with me
*Will* I push open the front door, the familiar creak greeting me like an old friend. The scent of something warm and inviting wafts from the kitchen, but it’s the sight in the living room that draws me in. Kiera is bent over a massage table, a bit of dust dancing in the air as she wipes it down with a cloth. “Hey there,” I call out, my heart swelling at the sight of her, focused and determined. Her hair falls in soft waves, framing her face as she looks up, the hint of a smile already brightening her expression. “Look what I found,” she says, straightening up and brushing her hands on her jeans. “It was in the storage room. I thought it could be useful for Frida when she gets the cast off. You know, for some extra TLC.” I step closer, curiosity piquing. “You think she’ll go for that?” Kiera chuckles, a light, melodic sound. “With pizza afterwards? She’ll be all in.” I laugh too, but then I remember the day I first brought the table home. “I actually bought it for myself at o
Fake marrying my new boss Bad taste in coffee
*Will* Cheryl, the social worker, sits at the kitchen table across from me, her fingernails clicking on her keyboard. She wears rings on all her fingers and bangles on both wrists that clink faintly each time she moves. She’s interviewing us for our second home study report. We’ve been at this for an hour, with no end in sight. Kiera has already refilled each of our coffee mugs twice. On her third attempt, Cheryl covered the top of her mug with her hand. “Any more java, and I’ll cartwheeling out of here.” Now she sits next to me, her knee bouncing with nervous energy. She had her time in the hot seat yesterday. Cheryl interviewed her for over three hours, asking a range of questions about her early life, her upbringing, and her current relationship with his family. She quizzed her in detail on her connections to her nieces and nephews, her experiences as a parental figure. They talked about Frida, of what she means to Kiera. I listened with pride as she spouted off everything from
Fake marrying my new boss Imperfectly perfect
*Kiera* Well, we’re right back where we started, sitting on the couch in Candy’s office, waiting for her to tell us how she’s going to make this all go away again. The only difference is that her lovely receptionist has been replaced by a highly competent Korean college student named Yoon Hee. Will sits next to me, looking as relaxed as I’ve ever seen him. Why is he not more upset about all this? Why isn’t he freaking out? It’s been two days, and Tina is still a mess. Now Candy is pacing, and I feel like I have gravel churning in my stomach. But he’s just sitting there, sipping the coffee Yoon Hee brought us, looking like he doesn’t have a care in the world. He catches my anxious stare and smiles, placing a hand on my thigh. “Can’t even go away for three weeks without it all going to hell in a hand basket,” Candy mutters, still pacing. “Sorry, Candy.” She spins around in her heels. “Oh, Kiera, don’t you apologize, honey. This isn’t your fault. It’s not your fault either,” she qu
Fake marrying my new boss Applying for a license
*Kiera*Before I can even think fully about it all, I find myself standing in the small, sterile office of the town hall, watching nervously as Will fills out the marriage license application. The bustling sounds of the outside world feel distant, almost muted, as the weight of our decision sinks i
Fake marrying my new boss A kind of proposal
*Kiera*I’m surprised at my own audacity as the words spill out of my mouth, almost as if they’re being pulled from me by some unseen force. “Great, then we’ll get married!” The proclamation hangs in the air, shocking not just Mr. Lund, but me as well. What have I just suggested? I don’t have any p
Fake marrying my new boss Breakfast with worries
*Kiera*Sunlight streams through the window, casting a warm glow across the room and stirring me from a deep sleep. I blink a few times, slowly realising where I am. The couch is surprisingly comfortable, and the blanket draped over me still carries the faint scent of Mr. Lund… nothing overwhelming
Fake marrying my new boss The one bed dilemma
*Kiera*After an exhausting day of travel and keeping vigil at the hospital, I’m ready to brush my teeth and collapse into bed… any bed will do, even a dog bed. Honestly, I’d even consider sleeping on the floor if it meant I could stretch out and relax.Despite my fatigue, today had its silver lini
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