My Husbands Boss Novels & Stories

Then he changed the direction, and turned the car around. "Little girl, you're here with your boyfriend again." As soon as the boss saw Monique and Henry, he warmly greeted them. Last time when they came was more than two months ago. Because Henry's temperament was too prominent, the boss had a deep impression of him. "Now I'm her husband. Boss, two bowls of beef noodles, please." Henry was in a good mood, so he deliberately showed off that he was her husband. "You're married. Good job. He’s such an outstanding man."

This was the man that I married for seven years and he is talking to me as if I was his enemy for a century. “Sir, is something wrong, let's go to my office."My Boss told Simon. I tried my best to keep a straight face and ignore what was going on since Simon came to see my boss. I need to be professional and not let my emotions show. “Why is this woman here?" Simon, my ex husband, asked my boss who glanced at me and then back at Simon. “She is my secretary, I was hired a week ago. Is there something wrong?”My boss asked.

“Thank you Anna. I have been waiting for him to change. Well, he made me signed the divorce paper, if not, I had be in that marriage if he hasn't pushed me to sign” “Whoa! I don't want to stay long, I need to start going to work. Take care of yourself Marianne. My house is your house” “Where do you work?” “Homeland company” My heart sank at the mention of Blake's company. “Oh! The same company my ex-husband works for?” “Yes, but at a different branch. At first when you told me about how he treated you. I doubt it, because he treats his colleagues with so much love. I have seen it myself when I went to his branch for meeting and I have heard good things about him”

Rod said. "There's something you need to know, Rod," I said to him. "What is it? Why does someone want you dead? Do you have enemies?" he asked. "My husband is a very dangerous person. He was a ruthless, merciless mafia boss who foughts for everything lethal and illegal just to get home to his lovely wife and make love to her to wash all the tiredness and worries away," I explained and his eyes narrowed, he was listening to me very carefully.

-Oh, no, that's a very personal thing and I don't think you care. Boss, I'm sorry I haven't offered you anything, I've been scared out of my mind. Would you like some water or would you like me to make you a coffee? -Don't worry, I have to go back to the company, I still have some unfinished business. I hope your husband doesn't show up again, in his state he could hurt you. You know he's drunk, don't you? -There's no doubt about it, he lives here and I can't do anything to prevent him from coming back in a few hours.

"We're not... it's not a real marriage. He doesn't love me. He probably won't even notice I'm gone for days." "Then I guess you're fucked," the man on my right replied cheerfully. My stomach dropped. "What does that mean?" "It means," he explained slowly, "that if your husband doesn't pay up, our boss is gonna make an example out of you. So you better hope Carter gives a shit about you after all." I felt bile rise in my throat. This couldn't be happening. This couldn't be real. "How much does he owe?" I asked quietly. The man on my right shrugged. "Not my problem. Above my pay grade."

"Ethan, send a message from my mother’s phone to my dad, saying she is in my apartment right now." "What?" He stood up so fast his chair scraped the floor. "They will find your whereabouts as well, Boss. You should run away with your mother." "Wife? Did he just say Violet Riverwood is Boss’s wife?" One of them gasped, his mouth hanging open. "Maybe Boss fell in love with her and is now claiming to be her husband," another snickered nervously. "Boss is losing his mind. As expected, love conquers all," another whispered.

While I was still talking to her, one of the boys working for me met with me saying, “We got a problem boss.” “What problem? Why are you here to ruin the fun I am about having with this bitch?” “I am sorry ma’am but seems your husband placed a spy to watch you.” “What? Where is he? Tell me you caught the spy?” I asked with fear written all over me, what if he already told him what he found? “Yes boss, he is being locked up.” “Good, very good, hey bitch, your man is really desperate to find you and to start tracking me, he will regret it.”

A row of ladies' leather shoes sat on the rack by the door, a pair of worn stockings draped over them. "I just got off work. Came straight here without even eating. By the way, your husband's not home?" My boss let out a bitter sigh. "That good-for-nothing man is gone all the time. Probably out chasing some other younger woman. He's made my life miserable." Her words dripped with hunger. She couldn't wait to devour me. I didn't hold back either. I gave her backside a firm squeeze. Soft. Bouncy. Unbelievably satisfying.

Tonia managed a small laugh, but the heaviness in the air was impossible to miss. Logan’s grin faltered as he glanced between us. “Okay, what happened?” Tonia shot him a look. “Guess you haven’t logged into the internet yet. Your boss happened.” Logan frowned, pulling out his phone. He stood there scrolling for a few seconds, and then his expression changed, shock flashing across his face. “Wait, what? Is this actually real?” He looked up, disbelief written all over him. “Boss is really married?” Tonia crossed her arms tightly. “Your boss is an asshole, Logan. And I swear, I better not see him face to face or I will say things that will get me arrested.”