My Boss, My Hidden Husband Novels & Stories

I replied. "Boss?" I awkwardly smiled. Why did I call him boss? My mouth is really clumsy, Sofia. I scolded myself mentally. "Sorry, slipped out of my tongue. You're my boss," I explained. He frowned, "But I'm your husband too." I nodded. "Yes, boss and husband. But we're in your company. If possible, no one will know, right? So, I'll call you boss." He just nodded in agreement. "Do as you please."

“It’s not confirmed yet…” “Izzy,” he growled, the restraint in his voice making my pulse spike. “Do you have any idea how much I hate having to share you? How much I hate knowing that you… hide me from him?” A shiver ran down my spine. His words were sharp, jagged, full of hunger and frustration. I pressed myself against the wall, knowing if he were here, I’d be melting under the force of him. “Adrian… he's my husband. You're my boss and brother in law. I… I can’t—”

Why would anyone want to aggressively expose her boss's wife like she was some sort of hunted criminal? But beyond the huge bounty, there was a different shock that hit Alura right in the chest. She didn't even know Lucius was truly married, back when he insulted her wedding ring he did mention that he and his wife had something like hers. But she was too busy fuming She didn't even realize it. Suddenly the thought about that night at the steakhouse crawled into her mind. She remembered how she had drunkenly told half the company that her boss was hot. A sharp sting of guilt washed over her. She had been harboring a secret, embarrassing crush on a man who already had a wife.

For one second, Luca Moretti looked at me as if I had spoken in another language. Then his expression settled into the tired patience. "Aria, I know I was wrong to hide who I am. I know marrying someone else is unforgivable. But this life doesn't run on what-ifs. The only family with enough weight to bargain with the Morettis is the Voss family." He glanced around the cabin. "You and I have lived here for three years. I know you. You're not the kind of woman who belongs in a Commission ballroom."

I loved my job because it gave me time to learn other skills and carry out other little tasks for which I got paid. The unexpected happened that morning. I got to my place of work as usual and started with the cleaning. Unfortunately for me, my boss's husband was around. He mentioned something about being on a break. I ignored him and went about my work. I had finished cleaning the living room and was headed for the dining room when he suddenly grabbed my arse from behind. I dropped the equipment and with a swift twirl, I slapped him hard across the face. It was at that same moment my boss entered the living room. "What's going on here?" She asked. Her curious eyes moved from me to her husba

“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?”

He directed his fork to the kitchen. "You're his father. " "Screwing hell I'm his goddamn father! "Bruce whispered."well lets lean you into a little bit of telenovela. That shit over their called my wife would over her corpse want you to know this, but every family's got a secret, hasn't it? She screwed a little child, happened to be her little son's girlfriend and now he knows, you see, my wife, she isn't straight. She's a lesbian. a hardcore one, our marriage is just a social status thing I suppose."

sat down, headed towards the food on the table and began to attack, wasting his strength in the morning or wanting to make up for it. "Son, don't talk nonsense, you messed up yourself and didn't clean up, don't blame me for not helping you." Kenneth's mother had a gentle smile on her face, facing this son, until now she could not say a single heavy word. "What harm did you cause? Early in the morning, you were taught?" Adam Kenneth ate his food while raising his head suspiciously. Seeing his son's puzzled expression, Tom Kenneth handed over the newspaper. "You see for yourself? We all have to get married, and even doing these things, what do you let Bonita think? Immediately make the other

It almost felt patronizing. “I’ll call you,” he said, pulling back. He opened the door again, like he did before. After scoping out the hallway, he disappeared through the door, leaving me alone in my apartment. My emotions swirled within me, fighting. I didn’t know how to feel. Such a beautiful morning… I didn’t want to tarnish the memory of it with these feelings of annoyance and mild betrayal. But I just couldn’t help it. A husband and wife weren’t supposed to keep secrets from each other. If Logan was keeping secret that Cameron had tried blackmailing him, who knew what else he could be hiding?