Married My Boss Novels & Stories

I wanted to move forward to ask her how she was feeling now but suddenly one of the new employees stopped her. She talked to him with so many smiles, her face never stopped beaming with smiles, she had never smiled so much to me like that before. I couldn't just stand it, so I walked back to my office. I got a message from the contract I'll be working on in Italy and it was finally finalized but there was just a little problem. I needed a partner to play a role as my wife, since I signed up there as a married man, I needed to bring my wife along with me.

"I am ready, sir." Who would have thought that I'm going to marry that man I had a blind date with a few years ago? That man who did nothing but tease me every single day and that man who didn't care about anything but his company. The man I never imagined I'd fall for. But yes, fate is such a tease. It will let you meet the most unexpected people in your life. But guess what? I married my boss!

Damian must have known that already, but here he was doing something that made me feel self-conscious. In my head, I was willing him to leave. I didn’t want my workmates to see me talking to the boss like we were friends. We are not. Yes, you are not friends because you married the man. His name might not be what was in the marriage certificate, but it was him you got married to that day. It was him you exchanged rings with and kissed thoroughly. My mind argued. I wanted to shut the image down, but I couldn't. The image was stuck in my head.

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.

Lyyana pointed to one of the restaurants across the street. Petra turned to follow Lyyana's gesture. She smiled as she remembered the memories that had happened on that land. "Lyyana, we got married there before, and we haven't divorced until now." "Huh?" Lyyana exclaimed in surprise at Petra's words. "Remember, we used to play mass wedding there. And you were paired with me, we haven't divorced yet." Lyyana turned her face away, trying to hide her blush. "Petra! That was just childhood."

Silvia found it hard to process what her boss was saying. They haven't ever had a close discussion other than this one time, and now he is asking her to marry him. She doesn't even know anything about her boss's lifestyle, his preferences, and anything he hates. “Did I say anything wrong?” Ralph noticed that Silvia was lost in her thoughts as she tried to unravel the mystery behind his request. After Ralph had a deep dig into his brain last night, he decided to propose a contract marriage to Rosaline.

I know the pages leading to this are filled with more happy moments and just a few instances of unpleasantness. But the news is that my boss married Madam Fiona. Yes, the very lady who had slept with my boss's friend on countless occasions. And ever since they got married, life has been full of shock and disbelief. I have driven madam Fiona a few times to the mall and back and would you believe that she makes awkward calls and talks in a manner that a married woman shouldn't? Yes. But I guess it is no business of mine so I will stay clear of it. Anyways, today was a bit okay. Apart from driving my boss's wife around, I was indoors.

This was the man that I married for seven years and he is talking to me as if I was his enemy for a century. “Sir, is something wrong, let's go to my office."My Boss told Simon. I tried my best to keep a straight face and ignore what was going on since Simon came to see my boss. I need to be professional and not let my emotions show. “Why is this woman here?" Simon, my ex husband, asked my boss who glanced at me and then back at Simon. “She is my secretary, I was hired a week ago. Is there something wrong?”My boss asked.

Asher’s deep voice purred through the line. I closed my eyes, fighting irritation. “Boss, how many times must I tell you? We are not married. Please stop calling me ‘wife.’” “We’ll have proof next week.” “You’re really determined, aren’t you?” “Because it’s the truth. Just accept it. Shall I call the mayor?” “The mayor? What does he have to do with this?” “He officiated the ceremony.” My breath hitched. “Excuse me?” So that’s what I’d stumbled into. “Boss, I need to get back to work. Goodbye.” I hung up and gripped the railing. What have I gotten myself into?