Husband's Boss Novels & Stories

The audacity of this man, just what is he trying to do after humiliating us like this? I glared at him. Mom looks at me in worry, "Who is he? Do you know him? Isn’t he the one at the event?" "He’s no one, just ignore him, mom." "I'm her boss, she works for me. And as boss, I feel obligated to take care of my employees. If you let me, Mrs. Brooks. I wouldn’t want to drive by seeing that it’s your special day at such bad weather," "Your boss?" Mom gasps while looking at me, "Well let’s go then. You shouldn’t be so disrespectful to your boss."

“Yes, of course. Thank you, Hannah. Thank you, boss.” The word tasted like ash in my mouth. Boss. My ex-wife. The rest of the day was a blur. I did everything I could to please her—fetching her coffee orders, hovering by her side like some nervous intern waiting for approval. Every time she moved, I was there, asking if she needed anything, trying to read her slightest expression. But she barely looked at me. When she finally did, it was only to dismiss me. “Enough, Hayes,” she said, her tone as casual as if she were brushing off dust. “Stop trailing me like a shadow. Focus on your work. That’s what I’m paying you for.”

Denver then smiled, wickedly. “I am not fond of having sex on a chair. It makes me uncomfortable and my hips hurt as well.” He had that masculine, brute smile again. “Well, at least I now know.” “I thought it’s not included in my job requirements.” “Since when a wife doesn’t fucked her husband.” “But this is a job—” “Exactly. In fact, you should do better since it’s your job as a hired wife.” Their eyes met. ‘Shit!’ Wisdom cursed in her own mind.

The way his laughter drew me in, how he effortlessly made me feel alive, the intensity of his stares that sent shivers down my spine, his touches that left me trembling in the best wa possible. Maya cleared her throat, snapping me back to the room. "Okay, what just happened, Lena? Are you already daydreaming about your mystery man? Are you gonna tell me who he is or not?" She insisted, her tone playful yet persistent. "Well, there's nothing much to tell, Maya. He's just my boss's brother. He returned to the country a few weeks ago and now works at the company. He knows I'm married, though, and it doesn't bother him so—"

He teased. "No one is an island, you just have to accept the fact that atimes in life you'll need help. So go on, I'm listening." I added, almost in a stern tone. "Are you forgetting something here!" He asked, with a smirk on his face. "What is that?" I asked, pasting a curious look on my face. "The fact that I'm your boss! You seem to have thrown that out the window, when it's not supposed to be the case." He said.

he started talking. As if I knew. I rolled my eyes since I saw he wasn't looking at me. "Now the first thing is, I want this to stick into your head, I am your boss and you are my employee......." He was sounding so bossy. Wasn't he the one that told his cousin that I am his wife? I raised my nose with disgust. " I didn't say you are my husband and you will never be" I said in my mind. ".....so we only have a boss and employee relationship. You are only to act as my wife when people are there. If you dare to talk to me like you just did again, I will cut your pay into half" he said with a very unfriendly voice.

How else would the boss even know about me? Curious about the boss, she asked, "Ms. Davis, what's the boss like? I'd love to meet him someday and say thanks to myself." Sunny felt a little sad and smiled, "Our boss is super young and already doing great things. He's only in his twenties, but he likes to keep a low profile. He runs the company without anyone seeing. Maybe one day, you'll get to meet him." Evelyn gazed in awe. "Wow, to be so young and already running a big company, that's amazing!" She had never guessed that the big boss, the chairman, was actually her husband, the same guy she thought was a total loser.

The man nodded once more, "I am aware madam but he has instructed me to not leave your side under any any circumstances. I cannot disobey my boss." Her shoulders fell and she stared at him in frustration. "I am only also your boss do you not know? I am your boss's wife, so that automatically means that I am also your boss. Am I not correct?" she glared. He lowered his head once more. "Ma'am, your husband, my boss has given me strict instructions, if I value my life and my job then I must adhere to them, please understand me madame, I mean no disrespect at all. I am only doing my job... protecting you."

I replied. "Boss?" I awkwardly smiled. Why did I call him boss? My mouth is really clumsy, Sofia. I scolded myself mentally. "Sorry, slipped out of my tongue. You're my boss," I explained. He frowned, "But I'm your husband too." I nodded. "Yes, boss and husband. But we're in your company. If possible, no one will know, right? So, I'll call you boss." He just nodded in agreement. "Do as you please."

“To fucking take your anger on me, I’m your wife. I’m supposed to share and know your problems, to solve them with you and not you tossing me around like a basketball. I am” “And I am your boss, i am also your husband. You listen to me when im talking, we are only married on paper.”He cuts in, slammed his hand on the desk, as he stood to his feet. His touring figure casting a huge shadow that covered a part of his work office.