My Boss Is My Secret Husband Novels & Stories

I was lost in the pleasure that I didn't even remember I left my wife at the restaurant to fuck my boss. More like the love of my life who was also my boss. Her rhythm began to falter as I could feel her clench around me occasionally, she wasn't looking at me anymore, instead her eyes were shut, her breast falling up and down. Beads of sweat were streaming down her face, some falling on my chest as she bounced. "Look at me,” I demanded and she forced my eyes open. She was close...I could see it from the way she clenched around me

His biggest rival’s wife. “Vanessa,” he said, voice deep and cautious. “This is unexpected. What can I do for you?” I walked slowly toward his desk, hips swaying. “My husband has been fucking his secretary for months. I know you two hate each other. So I thought… maybe we could help each other out.” Derrick leaned back in his chair, studying me. “And how exactly do you want me to help?” I stopped right in front of him, then turned around and bent over his desk, pulling my dress up over my ass. I wasn’t wearing panties.

She decided to eliminate the first one. Xia had two personal secretaries, a male and a female. The male was called Michael Junji, and he was responsible for handling the company’s external connections and communications as well as its designs. The female was called Miyu Hun, and she was responsible for Xia’s personal affairs and health. She trusted them very much. She treated them like her family. Now it’s all changed. She now knew about the affair between her secretary and her very own so-called lover. Now that she thinks about it, she always wondered why Miyu would blush every time that man was near.

What do you think is going to happen if they find out you have a secret life and a boyfriend outside of marriage? One little mistake is all it would take to ruin our reputation and expose our secret to the whole world, Laura. One scandalous news about you would affect the company's shares and get the board of directors to take you out immediately, that is the truth. If you think I am being mean to you, then so be it. But I’m not letting you back into the office until you make up your mind and decide if you are ready to work with me or screw around with that dimwit. The choice is yours, dear wife. Now get the hell out of my room, I’m late for work.” He told me sternly. All this while I’ve jus

"We just need to get through Saturday and Sunday." Now, in the car out to the beach, I wonder if I can really do this. Lie to a house full of rich, dangerous gangsters. Pretend to be married and in love with a man I barely know. A man that was my Asshole Boss barely a week ago. I don't exactly remember turning suicidal, but apparently, I am. Too late to give up now. My boss is my husband, for better or worse. Mostly worse. But it does have perks.

Hiding my smile behind my hand, “ I read the papers, what do you think? Besides, something is meant to stay private.” He raised a questionable eyebrow at me, “ Just like you are the Boss of Pearl Corp?” Shocking the socks out of my feet because what? How the hell did he find out? He kissed me. “You are sexy,” he said. Kiss. “ When you are in your Boss mode,” Kiss. Backing away from him, “ Thane, you not mad?” Cupping my face, he says, “ Hell No! I'm happy that my woman is her own Boss.” He kissed me. This one wasn't just a simple one, but a vow between us, husband and wife.

She strode out of the elevator with the help of the CEO's secretary she got to the door and hopefully, it wasn't locked because after lending it a knock, it seemed the boss is deaf or something. Her feet sent her backward, no, no, this isn't happening!! Her gaze stuck on the man who was supposed to be her husband. He was fucking kissing another woman after having sex with her!!! Wait, Is he the boss,? the man behind her scholarship?? The boss she would be soon working for is D.??? her husband??? It appeared she down know anything about the man she married. Her gaze lands on the woman in his arms, she tightened her hold on his waist meeting her eyes. Shameless woman!!, She bites her inner che

He said. I nodded in comprehension. “What about you?What are you doing here?” “I…em…”I paused not knowing what to say. I had to keep the contract confidential.Though he was someone I used to know but I couldn’t trust him with the truth yet. “I’m married to Mr Graham.”I informed him. He frowned.”Married?” I nodded. “Mr Graham?The owner of this house?You mean to say you’re my boss’s wife?” I nodded again. He looked stunned.”Woah.So many surprises for one day.”

The question slipped out before I could stop it. "Accompany me to business dinners. Manage my calendar. Handle correspondence. Basic administrative duties." His tone was perfectly professional, but something in his eyes made my skin crawl. "Nothing illegal or immoral, I assure you." "And if Derek wins the game?" "Then you go home. The debt is forgiven, and we never speak of this again." I looked at my husband. Really looked at him. The man I'd married was charming, confident, full of dreams. This Derek was a stranger - hollow-eyed, shaking, willing to bet his wife's freedom for one more chance.

She closed her eyes as if letting the past come back to control her—bringing her to a painful time for her to remember. “Because… John and I only have one child,” she answered bitterly. Claire looked up, she looked at Josephine without asking anything, but she was sure that Josephine could read all the questions in her head. One child… What does that mean? “John,” Josephine took a deep breath, “John and I were married when he was still living in Italy. His father's company is in the United States, but it's just a cover-up to hide the truth about their dark business.”