روايات وقصص ضمن My Arrogant Boss Is My Secret Lover

I am secretary to my boss Michael, he has high self-esteem, he was also a cold and ruthless billionaire boss, and is loyal to his girlfriend. I once spied on them having a good time, it was intentional at first but I just couldn’t leave. He didn’t mix work with pleasure, they just had a short go that day.

Twenty-four hours ago, he'd called me into his office at 11 PM, loosened his tie in that way he does when he's either about to fire someone or propose something insane, and said, "I need you to follow Kerry." Just like that. As if he was asking me to book a restaurant reservation. "Sir, I'm your secretary, not a private investigat—" "Fifty thousand dollars." I'd blinked. "Excuse me?" "On top of your year-end bonus. If you can confirm whether she's..." His jaw had worked like he was chewing glass. "Whether she's faithful." Faithful. The word had hung between us like a noose. And here I am now, twenty-four hours later, watching my boss's fiancée stroke another man's hand like she's memorizing

Because "I'm not stressed," I said instead. "I was just confused." "Hey." His thumb stroked my cheek, and I hated how my body still responded to that touch, still leaned into it like a flower seeking sun. "You know you can talk to me about anything, right? If something's bothering you?" Are you cheating on me? The question died in my throat. "I know," I whispered. "Good." He kissed my forehead, lingering. "That's my girl. Now, you said something about pasta? I'm starving."

“Just be yourself.” Be myself, a 24-year-old marketing manager at one of the biggest food delivery companies in the country. That in itself is impressive. On the flip side though, my billionaire boyfriend is also my boss which could make her assume that I slept my way into the job. Less impressive. “Maybe we shouldn't tell her that I work for you; I don't want her getting the wrong idea,” I stress. I'm overthinking this, I know but I can't help it. “Let's not start on a lie,” he says, ominously.

With the way her eyes drank me in when she came vising and the lingering look on my lips… this was it? “My wife has a thing for you and I love to make her happy” his voice finally sliced through the silence of the room. I shook my head, “why me?” I whispered, chest thumping hard before I heard the clash of heels against marble approach me. My breath quickened but I was afraid to look up. I was scared to look at my boss but I had nowhere to run. Her shadow enveloped my seated being and the suddenness of her touch caused me to jump as she crouched over me.

“Just curious. So… if he’s going to be your hot boss, you’ll need sassy, hot girl secretary vibes because you’ll need him to get your husband turning into a green-eyed monster.” “Jack hates Arthur, and that would only be the reason he doesn’t want me working for him. Jealousy isn’t really an option here,” I said, blowing off the tiny spark of hope flickering inside me. “Stupid, men love making excuses, and that’s exactly what he’s doing. Do something that would make him lose his mind. Well... you’ve already done that, even worse. You blackmailed his fine ass, and now he’s your horny dog.”

he asked finally, his tone sharpening to steel. Marcus pulled out another section of the file. “As I said, she works for a rival corporation. A smaller firm, but ambitious. And there’s something else… her new boss.” Damian’s head snapped up. Marcus continued evenly. “His name is Gabriel Wright. Thirty-five. Wealthy background, self-made in business. Recently divorced. No children. According to observation, he’s been showing interest in Emery. Subtle gestures — walking her out after hours, carrying her files, small touches on the elbow. And she hasn’t exactly pushed him away.”

“I used the side exit.” He glanced over at me, then brushed a finger down the back of my hand. “Hope no one looked into my pretty wife’s eyes today.” I reached over and gently ran my fingers through his hair, stroking it backward with a smile. “No one would dare look into the eyes of the wife of Valenrose Suites’ boss.” He looked away, pouting slightly—acting cuter than he’d ever allow in public. “Maybe if you stopped hiding me… and let the world know you’re mine and I’m yours.”

“It’s okay. Your secret is safe with me.” “Rayleigh…” How can I possibly refute my boss when she is right? “I know we’ve never been close, and you’ve clearly gone to great lengths to keep this secret. Your deer-in-the-headlights expression tells me you didn’t expect me to figure it out. But I know one thing. Whoever that tall, dark, dangerous hunk of man is, you love him.” I close my eyes. If Rayleigh has seen that, who else has? “It’s complicated.”

“Oh, well it’s a bit of a long story, but I’ll give you the brief version. I fell in love with my….um, my boss. Not straight away, but slowly over time, and I think he kind of liked me, but the whole boss/employee thing kind of got in the way and he ended up ditching me to get married to a girl whose father was the owner of our company’s main competitor.” “Oooff,” I said wincing on his behalf, “what a bastard.” “Thanks for your solidarity, but I don’t deserve it. You know how you said you thought you were pathetic, well we hadn’t even so much as kissed. The most we did was fall asleep together on the same bed.” “But you said you loved him?” I asked slightly confused. He shrugged, “Yes I d