Lahat ng Kabanata ng Married to my Ex-Fiance's Boss: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

ClaireToday had to be perfect—no exceptions, no mistakes. I was about to give my boyfriend the surprise of a lifetime.A marriage proposal. The beginning of our forever and a perfect way to mark our anniversary—he'd never see it coming.Every detail was planned out—from the bouquet of roses in my hands, to the reservations at one of the city's most exclusive restaurants—reservations I'd only managed to secure weeks ago through countless calls and relentless follow-ups; something other people would consider harassment, but to me, it was just simple tenacity. As the saying goes, ‘You want something? You go for it,’ and I wanted this anniversary to be flawless.Clutching the roses in excitement, I approached the receptionist at Alex’s department with a bright smile. “Oh, hi, Laura. Won’t be long—I’m just meeting Alex. He’s still in?”“Sure.” She started to smile as she looked up, but it faltered—just for a second. At the sight of me? The hesitation was fleeting, but it was gone almost

GiancarloI didn't know what it was about Claire that intrigued me.Ordinarily, she wasn’t the type of woman I usually dealt with—too bright, too unpredictable, too… real. But there was something... compelling about her that kept me seated here, instead of putting an end to this ridiculous situation and heading off a long time ago. This farce was a distraction I didn’t need. And yet, I’d somehow found myself asking her to dinner. She’d hesitated before saying she’d already made reservations for two somewhere else—likely for her and the fool she’d been seeing. That she'd mentioned the reservation at all kind of amused me more than I cared to admit. None of the women I knew would've risked pointing it out and passing on the chance at dining somewhere far superior—especially with a man like me. But I’m learning… Claire wasn't like most women. I’d offered to take care of it though, seeing no sense in letting her effort go to waste. I had no obligations to—I wasn't a man who acted wit

Chapter 5Giancarlo The beeping sound of my alarm rang through my ears, drawing me out of sleep. I stretched, my muscles pleasantly sore from the best night’s rest I’d had in weeks. A laugh slipped out before I could stop it, soft and warm. I couldn't explain it, not in words that made sense, but I felt good. Light, even. The kind of good that clings to your skin and makes you grin like a fool for no damn reason. Or maybe it's the thought of Clarissa…I rubbed my hand on my face and let out a breath before stumbling out of bed. By now, it was clear that it was the thoughts of Clarissa that brought a smile to my face.She's just weird in all the perfect ways. As I got dressed for work, the thought of how my day would play out went through my head. I'll drive out of my compound with paparazzi hoarding me, drive to the company and still try to bypass another hoard of paparazzi. I'll get into the company and my assistant will ask me what she could do about the string of news that is f

Claire I stared at the blank screen of my phone, battling in my mind on what to do. Since the news about Giancarlo and I started flying around, I hadn't logged into my social media accounts. The hoarde of paparazzi I had to push through last night gave me PTSD and made me dread the amount of people I'll have on my social media. At least I didn't need to go to work since Giancarlo owns the company I work for. I wouldn't be able to deal with coming up with a lie or going regardless, supposing I wasn't working for his firm. “Oh God! How could I be so stupid to propose to a complete stranger on impulse?” I whined to myself as my hand slumped on the bed, my head collapsing into the pillow. “At least let me take my phone off flight mode.” I turned on the screen of my phone and tapped on it, putting off the flight mode. I feared my phone would somehow be hoarded with calls so I placed it on flight mode the moment we came back from the restaurant. It wasn't up to a minute when my phone

ClaireI stared at the screen of my phone as it continued to vibrate violently in my hand, the sound of the ringtone reverberating through the walls of the house. “Oh God! What do I do?” I panicked, biting harder on my bottom lips. I thought of what to tell them, come up with a lie or something, but I came up blank.“Give me let me talk to them.” Giancarlo suggested, stretching his hand forward to take my phone, but I took a step back.“No, you can't.” The phone stopped ringing and I knew we all had the same thing on our minds. They were eventually going to call again. And just on cue, the phone started ringing again. “Well, you have to pick that.” Enzo said in a calm voice. I nodded my head and let out a breath before swiping my finger across the screen. “Hey mum.” I squeaked, trying to keep my nerves from wrecking my voice. “Where the hell did you keep your phone? We've been ringing the doorbell for minutes and you're not opening up. We're all tired from the long flight, you k