Married To My Boss Manga Mga Nobela at Kwento

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?

I have been sitting in my office all day long, doing absolutely nothing but crying, cursing, and wishing for the impossible. How can I be married to my boss? And for just a year? How is that even possible? Is it the fact that I will be under his roof that is the problem or the issue of being with him for just a year? I can't pinpoint the reason for my sadness. I just don't feel like going through with this. My boss is a f***ing Greek god and I am worried about my weak heart.

They are having fun for the time being, of course she would be easygoing and docile. Nevertheless, he should be careful around her or things can become complicated for the both of them. And Theo has no intention to end things with her so soon. “So.” Meli looks at his face after a while. “Are you excited about your boss’s invitation for your honor?” “I… no.” Theo murmurs, shaking himself out of his stupor. “I’ve been there before.” “But it’s a married couple’s house now. Also...” She slowly scratches his chest with her long nails. “I doubt his wife has a crush on you.”

"What does your boss want with me?" Derek was sitting on the edge of our bed, staring at his phone like it might explode. The morning light made his black eye look worse than it had in the hospital. "I don't know." His voice came out scratchy. "Maybe he just wants to meet you. You know, like a normal boss." "Normal bosses don't text at six in the morning asking employees to bring their wives." Derek stood up too fast and winced. "Look, Mr. Zhang is... particular about these things. He likes to know the families of his workers. It's probably nothing."

I said confused. “Of course, that’s the deal. However, you haven’t achieved that yet so until you do, you will marry my son and live as his wife,” the boss said firmly, leaving no room for argument. “Wait! The wedding is tomorrow…already?!” I cried out in panic at the sudden realization. How did I get myself into this mess…again? … **Back to the Present**

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.

I didn’t know why I was taking up the role of an investigative officer here. “I never confirmed…” Charlotte replied. “I swear it was a slip of the tongue. I have seen my boss's erection once in a while too but that is all. Also, I don’t mean his bare erection. I meant the bulge in his trousers.” “Oh!” I exclaimed. “Exactly,” she replied. “I am not capable of doing things like that. Since you know the boss's relationship with Elena, I am free.” I took a deep breath. “You aren’t going to ask us about our relationship?” I asked carefully. “You just found two of your colleagues married. It is not anything easy since one of them is your 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.

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.

She screams at me, and I blush at the last part. "My boss. " I reply proudly, and her jaw drops. "Ava, what's wrong with you!? You're pregnant for your boss!? Isn't he some wealthy man who can get rid of you if you cause any problems for him? And isn't he married!? "She questions and I roll my eyes. "Relax mom. My boss won't get rid of me. H can't, even if he wants to. And yes, he's married. But not for long. I will be his wife soon enough. I'm carrying his child after all, and his wife hasn't been able to give him a single child.