Married To My Boss の小説・ストーリー

I am so confused my boss wants to get married to me Tracy posts she was wild what do you mean your boss want to get married to you are you still thinking about it don't you want to settle down or you still want to continue answering a divorcee you better think twice choose between becoming a divorcee and accepting that man as your husband besides you both have an empire to build he's not that old I don't think is more than 40 right now is not then what are you thinking about or you still want to go back to your husband who has been cheating all this while I don't think this is a very good reason for me to leave whatever I'm doing just to come and hear this talk it is something we can actuall

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?

“Ewwww, asides being an arrogant dickhead he’s also a controlling womanizer “ I said I could hear her begging and screaming for him to make her his as I hurriedly went back into my room. I was hungry but eating was the last thing on my mind. What type of a man did my father marry me off to? Does he know his boss was a womanizer ? He should atleast think of the fact that I was his wife and do his dirty affairs outside these walls I said turning to my side.

Repairmen arrived within minutes, but opening the elevator still took some time. The staff watching the monitors felt like they might be going blind. They saw their usually cold Boss consoling a woman so tenderly, brushing her hair aside, kissing her deeply, and heard that "husband." So, Boss was married, and his wife was Serena. They felt like they were going crazy. Knowing such a big secret and not sharing it with anyone was unbearable, but revealing it might mean the end of their careers in Hustleburg. Fifteen minutes later, the tightly closed elevator finally revealed a glimmer of light.

I said simply. They both burst into laughter. “Moving out to where?” Anita mocked. “Did you suddenly become rich?” I held her gaze. “Yes.” That wiped the smiles off their faces. “What are you talking about?” my stepmother demanded. I didn’t owe them explanations. But I wanted to say it. Not for them. For me. “I’m getting married tomorrow.” Silence. Heavy. Shocking. Anita blinked rapidly. “Married? To who? Which man?” “My boss.”

I sat on the couch, thread in hand, and realized I had nothing to repair. The knock came at 9:47 PM. I checked the peephole without thinking. A woman stood in the hallway—gray coat, green-gray eyes, sunglasses pushed into blonde hair. The woman from the bakery. The woman who'd cut the line, who'd looked at me like furniture she was deciding whether to keep. She smiled. Sharp. Beautiful. Terrible. "Darling," she said, her voice carrying intensity, like she already owned the space I'm in. "I heard Alexander got married. Again." A pause. The smile widened, showing teeth. "I simply had to meet the replacement."

"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’ll call your driver to take you home." "No! I'm not drunk!" she screamed while striking him on the chest. "I’m not leaving until you tell me the wedding is back on!" "Georgia, there is no us to fix. We were never in a real relationship," Apollo said while his jaw was tightening. "I told you that I love someone else. She’s the one I want to marry." "Who?! That secretary?!" Georgia spat the word like it was poison. "Apollo, wake up! She’s a nobody! She isn't on your level!"

Sabrina unconsciously stepped back upon seeing the guy who claimed to be her husband inside the office of the new CEO. ‘No way!’ she thought. ‘Don’t tell me he’s the new boss?!’ Her eyes widened in shock. With utter disbelief, her body trembled as though she saw a ghost. What are the odds that the son of her boss was the same person she accidentally met in the bar? And what's worse? She slept with him!

“Don’t tell me you projected on the boss.” I sat wearily on the table. “It’s worse than that.” She stopped typing. “What can be worse than shouting at your boss?” “Having sex with him.” She gasped, drawing the attention of the other workers. She covered her mouth, stood up, and dragged me to a corner. “This morning?” “Last night.” She frowned. “You fucked Alex Kane last night and I’m just finding out?” I scoffed. There was nothing exciting about sleeping with your boss, walking into his office, and remembering how you sat on his table and cummed on it.