Novel & Cerita Marrying My Ex's Boss

If not, she would have talked me into going back to the office work style. It used to be for me and I was well on my way to climbing up the corporate ladder but that dream crashed the minute my snitch of an ex-husband badmouthed me at the office. Rule number one, never date or marry someone who works at the same company as you. Especially if you have a higher position than them. If I had known those details before I said yes to him, I would have saved myself years of emotional abuse. “Bethany?” Justin called. I smiled.

It wasn’t only her show he’d invaded, or her life behind the camera, but now he weaseled his way back into her home life again. “Like hell I need you. You left Everett. You left me. Why would I accept your help? Did you make this marriage thing is a part of your list of demands? Why are you using the board of executives to push for this? How does this serve you, Everett? What do you get out of it?” She’d get the answers she wanted now from the horse’s mouth. “Rebecca, I did no such thing. They sprang it on me as well. If we marry and let them use it to drive more buzz around the show, my role becomes a permanent. Otherwise, they won’t guarantee the show will continue.”

They laughed out loud. "You can now go in,Excuse me….hello, ma'am!!" I was lost in thought but the receptionist just caught my attention back. I apologized and went into the office after knocking. Unexpectedly I saw my ex chatting with the new boss, my heart did a backflip. This is not a good sign. Worse,they seem to know each other and it's certain that I am doomed. "Why are you here!?" The new boss's voice thundered. "I...am...you..asked…"

“Hmm... let’s not talk about that.” He nodded in agreement. “I have to say you look really beautiful ma’am.” I raised a brow at him making him almost choke his drink terrified. “I am sorry I just can’t get over the fact that I am here with my boss’s ex-wife.” Ex-wife. That is what people will call me when they find out. Focus on the date that is the whole point of this. I placed my hand on Gerald’s big ones and smiled at him. “I understand. You know what I know what we can do to get past this.”

He left the boardroom quietly. His assistant followed him. “Sir,” she said, “should I inform Madam about the meeting?” David paused. “No,” he said after a moment. “I will tell her myself.” “Yes, sir,” the assistant replied. David returned to his office. He sat down heavily. He loosened his tie slightly. This contract marriage was becoming more complicated. First the dinner party. Now a major company event. He leaned back and closed his eyes briefly. He remembered his past again. The woman he once loved.

He smiles. “Alex stopp. We can't afford to be seen together.” “It's not like we're kissing.” “I'm an intern.” “And?” “They would think we're something, and it would become workplace gossip that the director is favoring an intern he's fu*king.” His brows raised. “Wow!” “Yes.” “Well I wouldn't want to do that to you,” he inches closer until his face is so close to mine, while my neck folds back at his closeness, “such insults wouldn't suit you. I'd like everyone to know that we are married.”

“Luna, business is business. Don’t bring personal grudges into work. “As long as you give me what I want, I promise from now on, I’ll follow your lead in the company. I would even...” His gaze wandered ambiguously over my body. “If you want to go back to the way things used to be between us, I guess I could be open to it.” “After all, with who you are now, you’re finally almost good enough for me.” My secretary could not help but make a retching sound upon hearing this. I frowned in disgust. “Cole, you honestly disgust me. Did you really think that little ‘backup’ of yours was some kind of get-out-of-jail-free card?”

The salary made my eyes water. But I knew something was off. I flipped through the pages and my confusion grew. There were clauses about confidentiality and public appearances and living arrangements and personal conduct. "I don't understand," I said. "This isn't a job contract." "Keep reading." I found it on page seven. The word marriage in bold black letters. I looked up at him. "What the fuck is this?” "A proposal." Kaid leaned forward. "You want to save your father's company and keep your mother from drowning in his mess. I need a wife to clean up my public image and satisfy the board who think I'm too young to run this company alone."

I knew she was. “How's your face?” I teased. “Hope no one's beaten it lately?” Her face went pale with rage. “You don't get to talk to me like that!” She hissed. “You're not the boss of me!” “No.. no I'm not.” I shook my head. “But I'm marrying your boss, that's certain. Oh, and you're both invited to the wedding next weekend. Please endeavor to be there.” I smiled just to irritate her. “You know…” I went on. “I was disturbed initially when I found out you betrayed me and went behind my back with my so-called ex-husband, but now?” I laughed. “Now I see that you two were doing me a pretty big favor. Thank you for that, Naomi.”

“You seem calm, what's the matter?" “Well a lot. I don't really get your boss which is making me feel a bit confused. I am the most confused person right now. Sorry I didn't get the point. Are we still married?” I asked, and he exhaled, not knowing the answer to give to me. "The boss doesn't trust Alessandro, and that's enough reason to not want you associating with someone like him." “But he's my ex, and I can't pretend that I don't know him especially if we're working on the same place. The only thing I can do is ignore his conversation, and hurt his feelings back so as to make sure he doesn't hurt me."