After Marrying My Boss Novels & Stories

She didn’t dare look back before slipping out the door. *********** “You slept with the boss?” Gianna, Keira’s best friend and co-worker's voice rang through the break room loud enough to turn heads. “Keep your voice down!” Keira hissed, shooting a frantic look around. “It’s bad enough I took advantage of him while he was drugged—I don’t need the whole office knowing.” Gianna’s eyes nearly bulged out of her skull. “He was drugged?!” “Gianna!” “Right, sorry,” she whispered, then leaned in eagerly. “But how the hell did that even happen? I need details. All the details.”

he whispers. I gasp, I’m too shocked by that kiss to even respond; I never thought I’d kiss my boss. With his hands around my waist, he leads me to the documentation booth, where we complete the marriage registration. I notice he keeps glancing at me; and his hands around my waist, it feels like he’s preventing me from bolting. To be honest I can’t blame him, I’ve been looking at the door; but I’m not dumb, it’s too late to run and I’m his now.

It had been two weeks since the press Conference. Ashley's mom woke up. She also found out about her daughter's marriage and felt guilty because it was all because of her. Everything had been normal, Jason also asked her to quit and work in the mall as the head chef, since she attended culinary arts institute after getting expelled from law school. She almost wanted to decline it because getting expelled made her look like a joke whenever she applied for a job as a chef. It was a bad record for any company,didn't want to hire a nuisance causing her to end up as a waitress.

“Marry me.” Two words, one sentence. Straight to the point, without beating around the bush. One thing Vlora Anderson, a smart woman who worked as executive secretary to the CEO of Greatech, appreciated was getting to the point without unnecessary complications. She despised all things that were full of pretense. She preferred to get straight to the point without the fuss that could give anyone a headache. But this? “Marry me?” Oh, dear. Vlora could only freeze for a moment, staring at him. She wondered briefly if the man before her was sane.

He smiles. “Alex stopp. We can't afford to be seen together.” “It's not like we're kissing.” “I'm an intern.” “And?” “They would think we're something, and it would become workplace gossip that the director is favoring an intern he's fu*king.” His brows raised. “Wow!” “Yes.” “Well I wouldn't want to do that to you,” he inches closer until his face is so close to mine, while my neck folds back at his closeness, “such insults wouldn't suit you. I'd like everyone to know that we are married.”

“But I needed to deal with it on my own. And… there’s more.” Tiffany narrowed her eyes. “More?” I took a deep breath, bracing myself. “I got married.” Silence. “What?” they said in unison, their voices a mix of disbelief and shock. “To whom?” Bethany demanded. I hesitated, then muttered, “Blaze.” “Blaze?” Tiffany echoed, blinking. “Blaze, who the fuck is he?” “Well, technically, he is my boss.” Both of their expressions mirrored their confusion and I sighed. Shawn's company terminated my employment. Apparently the loser couldn’t handle me leaving him and I got hired later.”

Think logically, a Secretary who is the boss's right-hand man, will not date the boss and will not marry the Director. Liana realized that she was only a secretary, how about Nova? Don't ask. Marrying with the boss is not easy, have to wait for shareholder approval and the President Director's blessing. So, don't be surprised—many marriages and matchmaking, only for business. Liana becomes thinking until thinking about marriage. Lol.

I whispered nervously, glancing over my shoulder. Carla laughed and waved it off. "Oh, don't worry about him. He's my husband. It seems we both have a lot of catching up to do," she said, and I felt my mouth fall open. So Carla was married to my boss. That was unexpected. I took a deep breath, trying to collect my thoughts. "I didn't know you were married and not in the pack anymore," I said, my voice filled with surprise.

she said, poking my arm. I sighed, setting my fork down. "What? What is it?" “ Come on Marissa, tell us” the invited colleague said, smiling. “Tell you what?” I screamed , getting irritated. Kathy smiled ."Okay, since you are trying to play dumb, I’ll just ask you outrightly. What is it like being married to the boss?" I choked on my food, coughing loudly..Kathy and the others laughed, clearly enjoying my distress. "Married? To whom? Who said such nonsense?" I spat.

His hand on my waist tightened as he said “Yes” His eyes didn't leave mine, his breath was uneven as he stared into my face. I looked away, right as the ache behind my eyes increased. Right. He'd marry someone, and they'd both be happy like the couple dancing on the floor. And as for me, I was married to Edgar. That would be the end of my misplaced attraction for my boss. “Dance with me” He murmured. I turned back to him, my Boss. Mr Voss titled his head to where different couples were now waltzing on the dancefloor.