Married 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 was married… to Isabella, my best friend, no less. I thought I was doomed. Completely, utterly doomed. Eric Graves appeared, like a flicker of hope cutting through the darkness in my life. I had thought how could I possibly be good enough for him? He was the most powerful mafia leader in New York City, and I was just a woman with a record, nothing but shattered pieces to offer. But Eric told me to never worry about being good enough, that he loved me for who I was. Now, standing here, I realized that I had married the very monster who had made my life a living hell.

But was security enough reason to marry? "I wouldn't want to be a burden," she whispered to herself as she piped delicate rosettes onto a row of desserts. Justin was her employer, her rescuer in many ways. Would accepting his mother's proposal seem like she was taking advantage of their kindness? And what about Justin himself? He had never indicated any romantic interest in her. The thought of being trapped in another loveless union made her stomach clench. A crash from across the kitchen snapped her attention back to the present.

Sex was the only reason I got involved in the first place. Things got worse after we found out about Hailey's marriage to my boss two weeks ago. Since I saw her two days ago - looking so undeniably good - I haven’t been able to get her out of my head. That’s why I ended up at the bar, trying to drown the memory. I'm sure she only married him just to get back at me. Always so desperate. A pathetic, desperate bitch.

You guys have history. " She's in the past now. I wanted to talk to you about something." He said pinching the bridge of his nose. " What's that?" " We are getting married." My eyes widened, horrified at the statement he just made. " There is no way that is happening, I didn't agree to that." " Yes, you agreed to be mine for five years and don't forget you owe me." His dominant aura filled the room. " Yes but not get fucking married to you."

Eugun just finished speaking, Ella looked at him in surprise, in addition to living with a cold, cruel person like him for two years as if she and her husband had to give him a child, this is a crazy story, maybe in the past women relied on having children with him to gain status in the elite, Ella was a little afraid of him. "Look, here's your boyfriend's invitation to your boyfriend's engagement." He continued, placing the phone and the invitation on the table for her to see. She hasn't used her phone for a few days, so she doesn't know about the news of her boyfriend and best friend's wedding, even invitations have been sent to invite him to attend. “If I get married I can go out freely,

In our world, weakness isn’t a conversation—it's a death sentence. Ryan strolled in, looking as self-assured as ever. "Still don’t understand your sudden marriage move, boss. To someone else’s wife, no less. You did the whole thing in her absence, and now the word’s out. Everyone knows you’re married." He settled into the chair across from me, raising an eyebrow.

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.

“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.”

Been out of work for just a week and already dreading being poor in case I never get another job. How did I lose my old job then? Well let's say, I had an affair with my former boss. Turns out he was secretly married with two kids. His wife found out before I did. The man ended it with me but couldn't cut me loose. 'She's one sure bet for this company when it comes to sales. I swear we are keeping it professional. I'll even transfer her office to another floor .' My former boss used these beautiful words to secure his marriage.