My Boss My Secret Husband Novels & Stories

The lights are off — but through the door, I hear it. Soft music. Familiar dialogue. “If we’re fated, we’ll meet again in the next life.” And a low, quiet whisper. “You will, Eun-bi.” I smile to myself, shaking my head. My boss — the man who once filed an HR complaint because I sneezed too enthusiastically — is a secret romantic disaster. And I’m the only one who knows. God help me. Because this is only Episode One.

“Funny though, you’ve been spending a lot of time with my wife. Surprisingly I don't see her here tonight” “You know she's only your wife in paper, and that's about to end too” his face changed. I felt the satisfaction of hitting a nerve. “And by the way, she's my secretary, so yeah we work together”. “Be careful Redmond, you don't know the kind of man you're dealing with” he leaned in. I met his gaze without flinching “I'm not dealing with anything. In fact, you don't know the woman you're dealing with”

"W-What do you mean?" I stood up, looking down at her from above. "It means, did you really think you were the only one who knew this secret? While you were on your hunger strike demanding to see me, your dear father already handed over this 'secret' and all the evidence to Prince Khalid to save his own skin." I pulled out my phone, opened a video, and placed it in front of her. In the video was Bobby. He was kneeling on the ground, weeping bitterly. He looked even more pathetic than Brandon as he spilled every sordid detail from back then. To prove his sincerity, he even voluntarily handed over the forged evidence from years ago, along with a complete audio recording.

His green eyes were fixed on Damien’s who was a prey toying with its predator. “It's been a while, hubby” The single sentence landed on Damien like a punch which was heavy. The word was a gut punch. Damien clenched his jaw. No one knew. No one could know. Their marriage—buried in secrecy, hidden from the world—was supposed to be a ghost of the past. Yet here Lucas stood, breathing life into a scandal Damien couldn’t afford. “Lucas,” Damien said, keeping his voice even. “I was never expecting you here.”

Has he lost his mind? My silence must confuse him because he speaks up again, "I know this must seem untrue, but I assure you it's not. You already know everything about me, my family, and now my marriage that's a secret to the world. I just need you to give me a chance to prove that I can be a man worthy of you. I know I've been a shitty boss and person-

“Don’t talk to me like I’m just anybody. I’m your boss *and* your husband.” “Temporary husband,” I reminded him. “‘Til death do us part.” He smirked, dripping with sarcasm. “Is it so hard to keep the rest of the vows? Why are you always fixated on death and dark stuff?” “Life made me this way.” “Life’s kicked me down plenty, yet here I am… standing in front of the CEO of Clifford, one of the richest, most powerful men in the world… and my husband.” When I was near this man, all I wanted was for him to take me, his body holding such power over mine.

The staffs’ gaze shifted from me to Mario, their faces filled with surprise and curiosity. Mario's sudden growl shattered the silence. "Who the hell delayed my fucking wife in the reception?" I gassed with my chhek burning and the staff also gasped. What's wrong with this man? I'd explicitly told him our relationship was a secret! "I... I didn't know, boss," the secretary stuttered behind me, but I didn't dare look at her. My gaze remained on Mario. His eyes, like two bright blue flames, held my azure own captive, refusing to let go.

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.

I was supposed to be enjoying this beautiful moment with my husband, and I had ruined everything. God, I hated myself. What if Richard ever found out that Ted—the man I’d been having an affair with—was my boss? What would I do then?

"I’m just doing what a husband should. You know…take care of his wife. So take a break and relax. I'll handle every other thing." I froze. The word husband made me pause. I let out a sarcastic laugh. "Husband?" I repeated sarcastically. "Do you even know what I need, Sebastian?" He stopped sweeping. The broom hovered just above the floor, as if trying to understand what I'd just asked him. For a moment, he didn’t say anything. I could see his shoulders tense, his head tilted slightly down, like he was thinking hard about what to say next.