Superstar's Secret Wife

"Let's get a divorce, Yongsann," he said rudely as he entered our room. It was still early in the morning, but those irritating words greeted me."I haven't had a decent night's sleep since your concert ended, Grantt. Do you even have the slightest concern to ask how I'm doing?" I shouted, my voice filled with frustration.This guy has a knack for pushing my buttons. Despite my enduring patience, he consistently manages to find new and exasperating ways to drain it, like a relentless mosquito buzzing around, testing the limits of my sanity.It has been two days since his 4th-anniversary concert ended, and immediately after, he left without a word, not saying where he was going.As his manager, I wanted to report him as a missing person if I hadn't seen his post yesterday morning with his non-celebrity friends and his famous singing partner, Wendy. Like, what the hell is wrong with him? Even if he doesn't acknowledge me as his wife, the least he could do is maintain a professional dem

I got home in Tagaytay tonight. I feel really cold even though I'm wearing long sleeves.I do have warm jackets, but I didn't bother to find them earlier in the condo. It was a hassle coming straight from a meeting.I frowned when I saw the front door unlocked. I went inside carefully."Where's your wife? Why are you alone?" It was Grantt's mom.I could see them both from where I stood. I wasn't sure if she had just arrived."Mom, I told you Yongsann is at work."From his tone, I knew where this was going. I've known for a while that my mother-in-law doesn't like me.I get it. I used to date one of her sons who disappeared, and now I'm married to her other son, who always seems to have issues with me.What kind of situation have I walked into? I never expected it to be like this."Work again? I've been here many times, and she's always not here, Grantt. Are you sure your wife isn't with another man?"I clenched my fists. I didn't understand why she was getting more hostile. I wasn't d

"Shit, Grantt!" I moaned due to his swift movements above me. It felt like I was going insane with the sensations coursing through me because of what we were doing."Please," I pleaded as his pace slowed down. It was as if he was teasing me."Please what, baby?" he whispered to me, then entered forcefully, but quickly withdrew. I felt like giving him a good smack for playing with my emotions like this."Please, baby, make it fast. Please, ugh!" I gasped as he sped up again.I could hear the creaking of our bed. I could hardly control my moans, and soon, we both climaxed, collapsing on each other, drenched in sweat. My whole system was still trembling.He pulled the blanket and covered our naked bodies. He pulled me closer to him and wrapped his arm around me. We fell asleep together, his hand caressing my body.I fell asleep and woke up in the morning. I'm certain about one thing: something special happened between

We both returned to the practice room. I discreetly signaled to him not to let Wendy realize that Kenth and I were the cause of his recent annoyance. Wendy is remarkably perceptive, and we might be exposed sooner than we anticipate.Our situation is both amusing and frustrating. Despite being legally married, it feels as if we're entangled in an illicit relationship.Maintaining this secret is indeed an immense challenge. I can't simply reveal our true status with Grantt openly because it would likely result in chaos, especially in the online realm.Even now, we're sometimes the subject of gossip, and I'm nearly overwhelmed by the GraWen fans, despite not actively doing anything.What if they discover I'm not just his manager but his lawful wife? It could lead to my ostracism from this world."Ma'am Yongsann, does Grantt have an appointment later?" Wendy inquired, her voice laced with uncertainty.Lost in thought, I belatedly realized that their rehearsal was drawing to a close. I adj

"Grantt," I called out to him as he hummed a tune.He seems to be in a good mood today. His face radiates joy. I rarely witness this demeanor from him, especially when we're alone."Yes, wife?" he replied casually.Although his words were spoken casually, I was momentarily taken aback. I'm still adjusting to this new way of addressing me. I'm not sure if I should be pleased or annoyed. I'm more accustomed to his grumpiness. That's how I got to know him."Why? You're my wife, aren't you?"I simply rolled my eyes, which made him laugh. "Maldita.""I'll come to your condo."A mischievous smile crossed his face, leaving me puzzled. I stared at him with an inquisitive look. "You're coming? Okay.""What's with your evil smile? I'm coming because you might forget that I'm your manager? I'm always here to help you pack, right? You just don't seem to appreciate it."Your world mostly revolves around Wendy. I wanted to say that but decided against it. It might lead to another argument and ruin