My Bosses Pretend Lover Novels & Stories

He asked his men, who glanced at each other nervously. "I said, can anyone tell me what Liam Scott doesn't have?" the boss repeated, his voice filled with rage, making them flinch. "A girlfriend," one of them finally replied. "Fool!" the boss smacked him in the face. "Liam Scott still has a girlfriend, for now," the boss chuckled evilly. "Don't you dare do anything to her," Liam warned. "Oh, Liam Scott is threatening me. I'm so scared," the boss shivered, pretending to be afraid.

I said simply. They both burst into laughter. “Moving out to where?” Anita mocked. “Did you suddenly become rich?” I held her gaze. “Yes.” That wiped the smiles off their faces. “What are you talking about?” my stepmother demanded. I didn’t owe them explanations. But I wanted to say it. Not for them. For me. “I’m getting married tomorrow.” Silence. Heavy. Shocking. Anita blinked rapidly. “Married? To who? Which man?” “My boss.”

"Flattery won't get you out of work, you know. And get the hell out of my office if you have no business here. Some of us have deadlines." He put his hand over his heart like I had wounded him. "You realize I am the boss, right?" I pointed at the door with my pen. "Boss, could you please use the door? You're distracting me and I have deadlines." He chuckled again and stood up slowly, stretching his arms over his head. His shirt pulled up a little and I looked back at my screen quick so he wouldn't catch me noticing. He was always doing stuff like that, casual and flirty without really crossing the line, but I pretended not to see it.

“We wouldn’t work. Too predictable, it would look planned. We don’t exactly give loved up, do we?” My falling in love was just as unlikely as hers. The rumored no nonsense icequeen. Everyone would suspect foul play. She shrugged, “I’m sure I could fake it. But it would be the only thing I would fake with you.” Her hands slipped under my shirt, her fingers tracing the ridges. I stepped back, “a bit late for that.” Maybe after I ended my arrangement with Lily, I would consider it. The thought of it ending sat on my chest uncomfortably. Was she still in the stables with Glitterball?

Speculation bloomed instantly. “A first lady?” “A foreign representative?” “Royalty?” Andrew’s lips curved slightly. “None of that. This guest must be treated as the most important. Because our boss said, and I quote, ‘I am madly in love with her, so I want you to help me impress her.’” The room froze. The silence was understandable. I stylishly covered my face with my palm. This is embarrassing. “Fallen… in love?” someone echoed. “So Boss is a human after all,”

"We need to talk." "About what?" "About your boss who shows up at your apartment with designer dinosaur toys and plays with your son for hours and looks at you like you hung the moon. What is happening there?" Clara sank into a chair. "I don't know. I'm confused." "Confused about what? The man is clearly in love with you." "He's not in love with me. He's just... friendly." "Friendly. Right. Billionaire CEOs are famous for being friendly." Imogen leaned forward. "Clara, did your boss fall in love with you at first sight and is now trying to win Colt's blessing before he makes his move?"

"Well, he must be really small down there. That's such a bummer. I imagined him to be---" "Momo, stop with your sex fantasies. Spare my husband, please!" "Possessive much! I don't see any problem. Just stroke him there and he will be happy to show you." "Eww, bye!" "Come out of that PG5 world, Mimi. Sex is a real thing, and it's a lot of fun." "Get back to your movie." Ruhi hung up and looked at a message she received from her coworker Aziz. 'Boss is looking for you. Where are you?'

The door was open, so she could see them from the mirror on the opposite wall. Her heart was broken. The man inside was her boss, and she loved him dearly. The woman inside the room was his mistress. She couldn't say anything about what they did in the hotel because she was just a secretary, inferior to a mistress. Why did he show it to her? Why? He clearly knew she loved him. Sarah grasped the sofa tightly and dug her fingernails into the leather. Despite how sharp the pain was that now coursed through her fingers, it failed to distract her from the deeper pain in her heart.

“Okay, okay, I’m sorry! But come on, Sarah. You had fun. Admit it.” “I made out with my boss in public,” I hissed. “My boss. In. A. Club. I tongue-mugged a billionaire. Do you know how mortifying that is?” “You didn’t know he was your boss then,” she offered helpfully. “Yeah, but he knew who he was. He knew he was the damn CEO when he let me grind on him like a deranged maniac. He could’ve stopped me. He didn’t.” Mia blinked, then gave a sly smile. “You think he was into it?”

How is it that they put up with it at home? That's where the image of Jonathan comes to mind, poor Jon. "What do you have nothing else to do? "I'm in front of her, I don't want to make another embarrassing scene. I know that what happened earlier upset Daniel and the last thing I want is to argue with him, since he is my boss and the work environment can become uncomfortable, because that's the only thing that matters to me. "I think this is the best task of a lover," he comments, raising his injected lips in a very exaggerated way, "to annoy the one he says he loves, but in reality, the one he loves and desires is the other."