Secretly Married To My Boss Novels & Stories

But I watched her closely but kept her at a distance, I maintained my professional decorum around her, we worked late and I’m pretty sure she despised me from all the work I made her do. But she’s strong and she didn’t bend, 3 years passed and she’s still my secretary. Most of the employees love her, they always use her as a medium to talk to me, she’s nice, pretty and friendly and I’m afraid she’d be taken advantage of. One morning the prime minister decides to do something crazy among his other crazy acts, to sum it up he enacts a law stating that I among other men of my age and above need to get married or we’d be deported to Yuhic.

But was security enough reason to marry? "I wouldn't want to be a burden," she whispered to herself as she piped delicate rosettes onto a row of desserts. Justin was her employer, her rescuer in many ways. Would accepting his mother's proposal seem like she was taking advantage of their kindness? And what about Justin himself? He had never indicated any romantic interest in her. The thought of being trapped in another loveless union made her stomach clench. A crash from across the kitchen snapped her attention back to the present.

I begged, pulling a throw pillow over my face. "Fine, fine," she relented, still grinning. "But someday, when you're ready to spill the beans, I want every delicious detail." I lowered the pillow, grateful for the reprieve. "Thanks for understanding about keeping it quiet." "What are best friends for if not to keep your scandalous affair with your billionaire boss a secret?" She winked. "Besides, this gives me exclusive gossip rights when you two finally go public." "If we go public," I corrected.

Jemima sighed, working as her husband’s secretary felt like the cruelest joke fate could play on her. Their marriage was a secret, and Khalid used that secrecy like a weapon. Today alone, he had ordered her to print nearly five hundred pages and she is still at it. If she were ever given the chance to end his life, she was so sure she wouldn’t hesitate. The hatred she has for Khalid is increasing anytime she remembers the fact that she's married to him. She has never hated someone that much but well she hated this man.

I whispered. “Oh, come now,” she purred. “You didn’t think you could hide it forever, did you? Everyone talks. Everyone knows,” she leaned closer to me, such that the other employees wouldn’t hear what she had to say. “You were a pretty little consolation prize while Mia was in Milan.” “She’s right,” Mia added with theatrical pity. “Drake may have married you, but everyone knew it was me he wanted.” “Stop.” My voice cracked. “Just stop.”

"She came with him. In his car." "The CEO personally assigned her?" I stood frozen on the spot. My emotions began to fail me as my stomach started to fold in. Two years. I'd worked here for two years and nobody knew I was his wife. I had to hide, had to pretend. I had to keep our marriage a secret because Ethan said it would cause problems at work. But Mara? She walked in on his arm. Took my project. Stood beside him like she owned the place. And everyone just accepted it.

"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."

His shoulders were tight. "The contract," he said. "There are rules." "I figured." "Rule one. You sleep in your room. I sleep in mine. No one knows we are not a real couple." "Easy." "Rule two. You attend events with me. You smile. You say the right things. You do not tell anyone this is a business arrangement." "I can smile." "Rule three." He paused. His jaw tightened. "You do not fall in love with me." I laughed. It came out sharp. "Trust me. That will not be a problem."

The more he thought about her, the more agitation was filling his mind. Kiara’s presence in his home was a threat to his secret. He knew his mom would be heartbroken to know that he had hidden something as crucial as his marriage from her, and above all, he had apathetically left the girl alone in the wild jungle. Also, at no cost, he would let the truth of that accidental marriage come out and tarnish his public image of a ‘no-scandal-man’. He was, after all, the most influential and powerful CEO in the country. “That explains why we couldn’t spot her,” concluded Leo.

Max chimed in. "So, did he allowed it?" Tokyo asked. I closed my eyes as I sigh. How should I saw this? Well, technically, he did after he allowed us to get married but on a separate note, he doesn't need to allow us now because we're basically secretly married. "I'm not sure?" I answered and Max smacked the back of my head lightly. "That hurts," I pouted and Tokyo rolled her eyes. "Really? Here we are getting so worried and you end up not knowing anything? Did you and boss really had a talk or you ended up like Dylan who stood up and hour and left?"