All Chapters of Divorced By My Husband; Married To His Boss: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Riley’s POVI walked down the aisle, my hand clutching Anderson's arm, Mr. King's maternal uncle. The soft music and gentle rustling of the guests' clothes seemed to fade into the background as I made my way to the altar.My mind was elsewhere, transported back to my wedding day with Asher.The memories came flooding back, and my heart ached with a deep sadness. My lips quivered, and I felt like I was going to break down in tears.I wanted to turn around and run away, to escape the pain and the heartache that threatened to overwhelm me.But I couldn't. Right now, Mr. King was all I had. He was my only hope, my only chance at revenge against Asher and those who had wronged me. I took a deep breath and continued walking, my eyes fixed on the man waiting for me at the altar.Mr. King looked handsome, his eyes locked onto mine as I approached. He smiled, and I felt a flutter in my chest. I pushed the feeling aside, reminding myself that this was just a business arrangement.Nothing more,

Riley’s POV My heart froze at his words before picking up at a fast rate, my throat suddenly feeling dry, my skin missing the contact of his lips on it. The tension between us was palpable; the air thickened. He tugged a hair behind my ears; without hesitation, he leaned in, his lips capturing mine in a searing kiss. I felt like I'd been punched in the gut, my breath knocked out of me. Waves of shock washed over me, leaving me tongue-tied and helpless. Before I could even process what was happening, Mr. King's arms wrapped around me, lifting me off the ground. I felt like I was floating, my feet dangling in midair as he headed towards the room. His kiss was soft yet demanding. He bit on my lower lip, seeking entrance, and I let him take my hands, driving into his soft silk hair, trying to match his pace. I couldn't believe this was happening. Just moments before, I was furious with him, demanding answers and feeling betrayed. But now...now I felt like I was melting into his ar

NicolasI stood at the head of the conference table, my eyes facing the room filled with the company's top executives. I had called this emergency meeting to address the future of the company; now that my grandfather was gone and with his condition filled, I was taking control.“As you are all aware, my grandfather's passing has left me in charge of the company now.” I begin pausing to take in their facial expression.However, just as I was about to continue my speech, one of the senior executives spoke up."Excuse me, Mr. King," he said, his voice hesitant. "But didn't your grandfather say that you had to be married before you could take over the company?"I felt a flicker of annoyance, but I kept my cool. I glanced over at Giovanni, whose face had held a frown.I didn’t miss the shock on his face when he saw the resume work this morning.What was he expecting? He wanted me dead by now, and he should be the one in my position now, ready to take over.I wasn’t going to rip him off hi

Riley’s POV It had been a week since the accident, and I had barely seen Mr. King. He would leave for work before I woke up, and by the time I fell asleep, he was still not back. It was like we were ships passing in the night, never intersecting.And for some reason, it bothers me, even though it shouldn’t, but it does.Although Mr. King still managed to make his presence felt. He would leave me sweet notes on the bedside table every morning, telling me to take care of myself and the baby. He would also send me random messages on my phone, asking me how I was doing or if I needed anything.These little gestures made me feel...seen. They made me feel like I mattered, even when he was busy with work. Mr. King was slowly making me loosen up to him. I could be a tough one, but he’s making modeling me easy.It’s like he knows what to do without being told what to do; he just knows the right thing to do.My phone ringing snaps me out of my train of thought. It was Mr. King. I bit my bot

Riley’s POVI pulled away from Mr. King's hug, wiping my tears with the back of my hand. He looked at me with concern, his eyes scanning my face.The fear and hurt are still lingering. No matter how hard I tried to deny it, I was deeply hurt by Asher’s actions today. It made me wonder if he ever had any ounce of respect and love towards me, or if he had been pretending.If anyone told me my life with Asher would take a drastic turn, I’d probably laugh it off his or her face."Did he hurt you?" Mr. King asked, his voice low and husky.I shook my head, trying to reassure him. "No, I'm fine," I said, my voice barely above a whisper.Mr. King's protectiveness towards me made my heart swell with a hint of fear; his words were dangerously intimidating.Mr. King's eyes narrowed, his jaw clenched in anger. "I'll kill him," he muttered, his fists clenched at his sides.I placed a hand on his arm, trying to calm him down. "It's okay, really," I said. "Firing Asher wasn't necessary."Mr. King's