All Chapters of My Billionaire Boss’ Dirty Secret: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

I was never really that great at keeping secrets. Even at Christmas there's been times when I accidentally tell someone what I bought for them. I don't mean to spoil the surprise, it's just that I get too excited and it bursts out. This time though, I knew I'd have to hold my secret in or it would destroy the relationship I have with Charlie. I saw how he reacted when I mentioned that I love the design of his tattoos, I got thrown out of his hotel room. If I open up and tell him how I feel about him then I will be thrown out of his life.Charlie doesn't deal with feelings and emotions, he deals in sex. I knew this going into this arrangement, and I understood what I was signing up for but I couldn't control my heart from falling. I have to keep reminding myself that he's not my boyfriend, he never will be my boyfriend, our entire relationship is a contract that can be broken at any time and, even though he was willing to negotiate on certain rules of that contract there is one rule

Charlie’s meeting with Francesca went on longer than I liked. I couldn’t stand the thought of that red-haired dragon running her hands over my man’s arm as if she owned him. What pissed me off more though was that Charlie just sat there and allowed her to touch him. I know he was just trying to appease her to get information and save the company; he wasn’t responding or giving it back to her. I trust Charlie with all my heart. He wouldn't cross a line or hurt me but I also know how women, like Francesca, operate. I desperately wanted to burst into the boardroom and claw her eyes out. That would teach her for looking at my man. Instead, I chose the safer plan of retreating to my office and pacing the floor. I'd open the door every so often, just to peek down the hall to see if the boardroom door was opened but it remained closed all morning. What the hell could they be discussing and why is it taking forever? I open my door again for another glance just as Jayden from sales is w

I was so happy when Charlie said he’d never slept with Francesca. I knew even he wouldn't sink so low that he’d bed her. I couldn’t have agreed to be his girlfriend, knowing he would be such a poor judge of character. As much as I wanted to keep our relationship private I also couldn’t wait to rub it in the dragon's face. You know what Charlie’s type is, bitch? It's me. Francesca had tapped into my insecurities about Charlie, that I would never be anything to him and I just wanted to show her how wrong she was. My relationship with Charlie was developing into something completely new, change was bound to happen but there was one aspect I didn't want to let go of. “Can I still be your submissive?” I asked as we snuggled together on my couch. “If you want to be,” he says. “I’d understand if you want to stop.”“I very much still want to be, Sir,” I tell him, kissing his lips. A wicked smile spreads across his face when he hears this, as if he were worried I want to forget about our

“Nortica, wait!” Charlie called out to me as I fled from him, not even sure where I was headed. “You’re ashamed to be with me so I'm just making life easier for you,” I yell back at him, growing angrier by the second. I thought Francesca was just trying to get under my skin yesterday, making me feel like I would never be good enough for Charlie, I had no idea he actually thought this too.I cross the street, to the beach, trying to outrun him but the sand slows me down. Charlie catches up to me and I feel his hand grab my arm, stopping me from running. “I’m not ashamed of you baby, I love you,” He says. I want to believe him but his actions speak louder than those words. “You love me but you want to keep our relationship a secret from your friends,” I call him out. “I get it, being with the destitute girl embarrasses you.”Hot tears fill my eyes and run down my cheeks. I'd normally try to hide my pain from him but right now I want him to know how much he's hurt me. He wipes a ru

Charlie wouldn't allow me to help cook dinner, no matter how much I insisted. I felt bad that he was going to all this effort just for me, and I wasn't allowed to enter the kitchen; instead, I was told to get ready and relax. Relaxing was a nice thought but I was a bundle of nerves. I was going to meet the most influential people in Charlie’s life and I was so scared they wouldn't like me. What if they thought I was just after his money or deemed me not classy enough? What if they judge me for dating my boss? They could think that I’m just using him to get ahead in the industry. Tonight was pivotal, one false move and it could change the way Charlie feels about me. I pushed for this; I wanted so badly to be part of his world, and now I was so scared I was going to ruin everything. I turned on the shower and stepped under the cascading water hoping that the steady stream could wash my fears away. “Good evening Charlie,” the AI assistant triggered, frightening me.“Not Charlie,” I