My Husbands Boss Novels & Stories

Watching his frequently drunken ass boss who, recently, rarely allows any female to get closer to him, Mark shook his head in amusement while babbling to himself, "...now he turned to someone else rather than getting back to his old self! Mrs. Adams, if you are in heaven watching your husband, please drop a slap to wake him up! He's going to put himself in big trouble for this!" Getting closer contact to any woman after his wife's death was a disgrace to his and Athena's family even though their marriage appeared confidential between the two families that is why Mark was here, accompanying his boss under the instructions of Mr. Adams, the former CEO of ADAM'S International to keep an eye on

She shut her eyes and kept cursing underneath. His secretary wasn't shocked like other people, she expected her boss to react that way. Recently, perhaps after losing his only son he had become cold-headed, to crown it all he had tried to look for his wife for a couple of years yet to no avail, most of his workers pitied him. Before he wasn't a friendly type but he had become really worse over the years, what made her happy most was seeing a hope. Yes, Charlene. Someone that could at least change him back to his old self, not the grumpy boss that wouldn't hesitate firing his workers that ever messed up.

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

I narrowed my brows at him. “Hazel, is everything okay?” Dan had returned with our glasses of wine and stood behind Logan, glaring at him. “Yeah,” I said. “My boss was just leaving.” I glared pointedly at Logan. Logan, however, ignored me. He turned to Dan. “Did she happen to mention to you that she’s married?” The color drained from my face and I gasped. Did he really just…? Dan turned to me. “Is this true?” He asked.

"It turns out that my husband is my boss!" She exaggeratedly bowed to Maxwell. "Hello, Mr. Brooks!" The two laughed. Walter, who was driving up front, couldn't hide his laughter. The boss finally didn't have to act in front of Madam anymore. His subordinate also felt much more relaxed. "Although I'm your boss, I still have to listen to a small employee like you." Maxwell held Sonnet's hand and smiled. Sonnet waved her hand in all seriousness. "Listen to me at home, and I'll listen to you at work! We have to distinguish between public and private matters! We agree that no one can use their power to take revenge or take revenge!"

When she realized that her boss was a womanizer she relaxed, so long as she will still collect her own share. Susan was a very busy manager but she still has time for her husband. She still does not understand why her husband is no longer treating her as a wife. For up to two weeks she has not had sex with her husband. She can't really tell what the problem was but she just believes that it was the nature of his job.

I was giggling and grinning from ear to ear. “How are you doing?” My husband's voice filtered through the phone. “I'm fine. I'm presently in the boss’ room taking out the laundry” I announced. “Ohhh… are you sure I don't need to come there to thank him personally?” My husband inquired. “No no” I shook my head vigorously. “There's no need. My boss doesn't like seeing just anyone and the security is so tight. You can't enter unless you have an appointment” “But I'm your husband and I'd like to appreciate him” He probed. “I mean, he spent a fortune on the vacation. I don't want to be ungrateful”

I leaned in to see what he was showing me, but he pulled me to his lap. “I know you are planning something; tell me what it is?” He asked. I shook my head and said, “You do know I have a ton of work waiting for me out there?” “I am the boss, and I want you to tell me what you are planning.” He demanded. “I am the boss's wife, and I think he wouldn't like you distracting me from my work.” I replied with a smirk. “As the boss, I believe the boss's wife isn't going to get into trouble unless she doesn't tell me what she is planning.” He responded with a smile.

he said. "Am I supposed to like you because I'm married! Remember!" I said then looked away in another direction. "Still, you do not fancy my personality at all. I can tell," he said. "I think you're forgetting that I'm your boss' wife. Your top boss' wife do we shouldn't be having this kind of conversation. Stop hitting on me," I blurted out. He laughed loudly then gave me a long stare. "You got me though that's not why I'm here to see you," he said. I glared at him but he kept a straight face.

With a sympathetic balance, she responded, "That’s our boss’s ex–husband. A billionaire, as you can see." At that point, it seemed like a time bomb went off inside of me, shattering my entire being.