Novel & Cerita Spoiled By My Boss After Marriage

And that was when it hit me. I had just forcefully proposed to my ex-boyfriend’s boss. The man whom Ethan said practically owned half the city. The CEO of the very company Ethan worked for. Kill. Me. Now. Ethan’s face paled. "Sir, I—" "Is there a problem, Ethan?" the man—my unintentional fiancé—asked, his voice deceptively calm. Ethan swallowed hard. "No, sir. I just… Lena, can we talk?" I folded my arms. "Oh? Now you want to talk?"

Denver then smiled, wickedly. “I am not fond of having sex on a chair. It makes me uncomfortable and my hips hurt as well.” He had that masculine, brute smile again. “Well, at least I now know.” “I thought it’s not included in my job requirements.” “Since when a wife doesn’t fucked her husband.” “But this is a job—” “Exactly. In fact, you should do better since it’s your job as a hired wife.” Their eyes met. ‘Shit!’ Wisdom cursed in her own mind.

“But let’s talk about you… How did you meet Will? What’s he like?” I take a moment to gather my thoughts, trying to frame my answers carefully, avoiding the truth about the nature of my marriage. “Will is… he’s amazing. We met through work… He is my boss, I know… cliche. He’s really supportive, and I think he genuinely cares about me.” Mia raises an eyebrow, a skeptical smile playing on her lips. “Cares about you? You are married, she he not love you? You know how I feel about office romances, but if he is Mr right….”

Cassia said flatly. I froze. “What?” “She’s his wife. Paul is married. With two kids. And the cherry on top? He’s not even a CEO like he claimed. He’s just a spoiled brat living off his wife’s money.” “Oh my God,” I breathed. Cassia’s laugh was hollow, broken. “And guess what? That wife didn’t hold back. She came straight for me, poured her drink on me, called me every name in the book. I just stood there, like a complete fool. Couldn’t even defend myself.”

Spoiled potato: Hi spoiled potato here, how may I help you? Staring at her laptop screen, Evelyn couldn't help but laugh; she couldn't believe that the cringe boy she knew back then hadn't changed one bit. Evelyn: I'm Evelyn, and I was one of your classmates back in college. I have work for you. Spoiled potato: Evelyn Reed?!! Is it really you? Evelyn: Yes it's me Spoiled potato: It's been a long time. What's the job about? Evelyn:

The salary made my eyes water. But I knew something was off. I flipped through the pages and my confusion grew. There were clauses about confidentiality and public appearances and living arrangements and personal conduct. "I don't understand," I said. "This isn't a job contract." "Keep reading." I found it on page seven. The word marriage in bold black letters. I looked up at him. "What the fuck is this?” "A proposal." Kaid leaned forward. "You want to save your father's company and keep your mother from drowning in his mess. I need a wife to clean up my public image and satisfy the board who think I'm too young to run this company alone."

"Apollo, let’s be real. With that scandal hanging over her head, your parents will never accept her. It’ll be a bloodbath. Don't tell me you actually like your secretary?" "I don't like her," Apollo said flatly while his eyes were fixed on the bottom of his glass. "She’s just convenient. The situation presented itself and I took it. It’s a tactical move and nothing more." Tommy scoffed while leaning back with a skeptical look. "So what? You marry her and then divorce her in a few years? You say you don't like her now, but what happens when you start spending every waking hour together? Have you thought about what happens if you actually fall for her?"

There was a brief pause before he replied nonchalantly, "Yeah." My brows furrowed, and anger seeped into my voice, "How dare you use my money to buy things for another woman? Do you even remember whose husband you are?" He scoffed. "Your money? You haven't worked in how long? Haven't I been the one supporting you? It's my money. I'll spend it on whoever I want." My voice shook. "We're married. All our assets are shared as a couple." Earlier this year, my company was in trouble. The boss kept piling on more work, expecting one person to do the job of three. Even after hours, we were stuck working late with no raise in sight. I lasted a month there before I finally decided to quit.

“Ewwww, asides being an arrogant dickhead he’s also a controlling womanizer “ I said I could hear her begging and screaming for him to make her his as I hurriedly went back into my room. I was hungry but eating was the last thing on my mind. What type of a man did my father marry me off to? Does he know his boss was a womanizer ? He should atleast think of the fact that I was his wife and do his dirty affairs outside these walls I said turning to my side.