Secretly Married To My Boss Novels & Stories

She clicked on one and read the caption, “Billionaire CEO, Jeremy Harper, has secretly married a mystery lady.” “Shit! This wasn't the bargain, or was it?” She called Noah but he didn't answer. Then she called her mom. “Hello, mama,” Leah said as her mom picked up. “Leah dear, What’s going on? I just saw the news. You married your boss? I told the neighbors you were just his caregiver!” “It's on the news?” Leah was furious. She had thought it'd be just a secret contract marriage, to help Jeremy further his ends, not ruin her entirely. She'd get married too someday. This was bad.

I guess he was right about taking this slow. "Why does this feel like an illicit affair between a married boss and secretary in the office's bathroom?" "The sexiest secretary to ever exist" "Narcissist much? In case you didn't notice, I'm the boss in this scenario" "I still stand by my words" I snort "I'm hungry" "What do you want?" "Anything will do" Spinning me around, he kisses me deeply before saying "I'll see what I can whip up"

If we were photographed together again, I would be called his mistress or something even worse. “So how did it happen? Were you married before you joined the company?” Her eyes suddenly widened. “Did he help you get into the company? How long have you been married? Why have I never seen you wear your wedding ring?” “Bianca…” “Sorry! I just want to know everything. We watched the footage together of him announcing he had a wife yet you said nothing.” “It was supposed to be a secret.” “Well, now that the secret is out, can you tell me everything that led to your marriage?”

She said the words like they had been heavy weights placed on her shoulders. “What? How come you never said anything about that.” “You were so in love with him, I didn't want to put you in a weird spot.” I nodded my head like I could see her as I heaved a deep sigh. Alex… I hope he experiences nothing but pain. “Now, back to the boss. Are you guys really getting married?” “Of course not. What I did was on impulse, there's no way on this planet a man like Giancarlo Caruso would want to marry a woman like me.”

The first time she confronted me about my past was when she heard the rumors about me and Marah. I was on a business trip at the time. Marah worked under her, and apparently, people found it strange that the CEO’s wife was being friendly with his former secretary—especially since rumors claimed we’d had a relationship. But nothing ever happened between us. We were just old friends. The only thing that did happen was me, frustrated by the gossip, asking Marah if she’d consider getting engaged just to silence it. This was before I met Dema. Marah refused—she knew I’d had feelings for her best friend back in university. After that, things turned awkward, and I eventually transferred her.

Edward pulled them into a private group chat: "Just between us—Boss and his future wife are living together now." "WHAT?! LIVING TOGETHER?!" "Future wife???" Edward tagged everyone: "Keep it a secret until it’s officially announced." As high-level executives, they couldn’t gossip openly about their boss’s private life. But still… BOSS IS IN LOVE?! How is that even possible?! Meanwhile, Carl had no idea his casual actions had turned into headline news within his company. He removed his glasses, turned off the study’s lights, and made his way to the bedroom.

"And while you're at it, you should know that the man you're sleeping with has a pregnant wife at home. Fifteen weeks In case he forgot to mention that detail." Kelly's face went white she looked at Marcus. "You said you were separated." "WE'RE NOT SEPARATED!" I screamed. "We live together! We sleep in the same bed! I'm having his BABY!" "Oh my god." Kelly grabbed her jacket. "I can't…I didn't know" She pushed past us both and fled down the hallway. Leaving me and Marcus alone. "You told her we were separated," I said slowly. "You told your mistress that your pregnant wife didn't exist."

What if I had said, “Yes sir, I want that” Would he have pushed me onto that bed? Would he have grabbed my wrists and locked them in those cuffs? Would he have lifted my chin again and kissed me like he promised? My stomach tightened. A heat spread through my whole body, settling between my legs. A heat Ethan hadn’t given me in years. I squeezed my thighs together, guilty. *I’m a married woman. I’m a mother. Why am I wet thinking about my boss threatening me?* The heat wouldn’t leave.

she began carefully, "but... you have a little bite mark on your lip." Instinctively, my fingers flew to my lips. Oh no... "But don't tell me you're secretly dating the boss," she continued, her brows knitting together with concern. "You told me you were married." I closed my eyes briefly before opening them again. "Yes," I answered, meeting her gaze. "I'm married." I had been the one who insisted that Malcolm and I keep our marriage a secret. Now I found myself in the awkward position of trying to clear my own name by revealing the very secret I had wanted to hide.