My Boss Is My Secret Husband Novels & Stories

She was still passing her hand through her hair to make it neat while hailing a cab. This is not good after she started visiting him his attitude started changing not much but I know my husband... well boss now. Someone has some explaining to do, forgetting my coffee I walked into the building. 'Hi, Laura you're really good at keeping secrets.' Lissa giggled stopping me in my tracks . 'What secret?' I asked confused. 'Oh, come on are you telling us that the partner of the boss doesn't know he is about to marry his fiancee?' 'Who?'

I have been in love with him secretly for months now, which he doesn't know about. I just hope it doesn't land me into trouble because my boss is of course married and his wife is like a fire that could burn down a mighty building under seconds. I definitely can't afford to stand the heat that would result from her finding out about my secret love for her husband or can I?

"What?" "Boss is struggling to keep it together," he said. "Not because of Sarah. Because he doesn’t want you to know how dirty his hands are. He’s not interested in marrying Sarah. Never was. But you and he… you’re already legally married. You have children together. Maybe now is the time to turn the tables." My voice was cold, but calm. "Is it because of that secret?" Mark hesitated only a beat. "Yes. If Boss makes one wrong move, it’ll all come crashing down."

“What if we weren't a secret anymore?” My heart stuttered hard against my ribs, flutters erupted widely in my belly, but I crushed that misleading feeling down. “No.” The word came out firm, sharper than I intended. His jaw tightened slightly. “Why?” I shook my head, stepping back, needing the distance, some space to breathe some air. “Because it won’t work,” I didn't like the way my voice quivered on the edge of tears. “We can never be anything but a secret. You're my boss, you are one of America's most Eligible bachelors, and I'm a divorcee, there is no way we can be together in the open”

“Anyway, I apologized for what my husband did to you. Let me talk to him about it.” "Are you going to ruin me?" "Yes, if you still call me, 'Ma'am'." "It's a bad habit, it seems like I'm not a friend." I laughed again at what Erwin said so I threw to him the crumpled bond paper. "Oh, you? You are really surprised. I thought you were lesbian. But to my surprise, you have a deep secret like having a multi-billionaire husband. That's why the Ceo feels so bad for me and when we were that close together. Maybe, it is also okay to you that your husband will hit me, isn’t it?”

“He inherited Valenrose Suites from his family, but he built it into the empire it is today. Then, Valenrose was just a normal hotel—just a 2-star hotel—but he turned it into what it is today, making it a five-star hotel. He doesn’t attend social functions unless absolutely necessary. Even when he attends one, he goes alone. No female companions. He doesn’t entertain rumors, and he hates incompetence.” She blinked. “How do you know all that?” I smiled, lowering my gaze. “People talk. If you listen long enough, you learn things.” But that wasn’t the truth. Not really. The truth was something I had never told anyone here. Not even her. The truth was… He’s my husband. Yes, he is mine. The husba

How would I keep the secret of my boss? ###

“What are you doing here?” He stepped inside, shutting the door behind him while I scrambled to my feet, trying to keep the fear out of my voice. “You need to leave. My husband will be here any minute.” I feared the worst, being alone with a strange man. His expression darkened instantly. “Your husband?” He scoffed, stepping closer. “Is that who you’re hiding behind now? Tell me, Tessa.” “Stop calling me that.” “Is this what you are now? You seduce my boss, play the innocent wife, just to get back at me?”

The secretary, whose name I never bothered learning, looked at me and frowned, "Mrs. Black, why are you here?" "To see my husband." "Mr. Black isn't seeing anyone right now." "Do you think I'm fucking anyone?" I snapped. "Let me see him. He's my husband so, technically, I have a right to see him." "He doesn't want to see you, Mrs. Black. You need to leave." "Fuck no. Who are you to tell me what to do?" "The secretary to the CEO." She rolled her eyes. I always knew all Sebastian's staff had a hidden animosity towards me and I couldn't care less. They would jump at the opportunity to become Sebastian's wife, anyone would be jealous of that.

I don't answer him, just stare at his pissed off expression in the mirror while I struggle with my hair. He's been pestering me so much lately about my decision of keeping our marriage a secret. I find it kinda cute that the great billionaire is also a petty fellow. "Can we just take our clothes off and get back to bed?* He asks and this time I burst out laughing. “You're doing business with the Ashords, Mr Moretti. You should go." I place the last hairpin holding the bun in place before turning around. " Besides, I'm still your wife whether or not others know it.”