Spoiled By My Boss After Marriage Novels & Stories

He was married to a famous model-turned-socialite, and I was the twenty-one-year-old live-in maid who had been working for them for three months. Tonight, while his wife was at a charity gala, he’d finally snapped. “Fuck, you’re so tight, Sophia,” he groaned. “This young cunt is going to be the reason I lose everything… and I don’t even care right now.” He spanked my ass hard, the sting blooming into heat. “Tell me how much you love getting fucked by your married billionaire boss in his own kitchen.” “I love it,” I whimpered, pushing back to meet every brutal thrust. “Your cock feels so much better than anyone else. Fuck me harder, Mr. Voss. Please.”

Damian stepped up to the podium with practiced calm. “Recent allegations regarding my marriage and business decisions are false,” he began. “My wife is not a liability, nor is she a strategic pawn.” Elena’s breath caught. “Our relationship may have begun under unconventional circumstances,” Damian continued, “but any implication that she has manipulated or influenced corporate outcomes is inaccurate and offensive.” Murmurs rippled through the room. “I take full responsibility for my decisions,” he said. “As CEO and as a husband.” Husband. The word hit harder than expected.

“Hmm…I was very happy when you two got married.It isn’t easy to be with such a man in one’s lifetime.” “Audrey,can we please stop talking about him?” “Fine.But can I say one last thing?” I rolled my eyes.”What?” “Since you two got divorced,the boss had grown stricter and colder…one little mistake and you’re fired.Working there now feels like walking on fire.”

I'd just irreparably damaged my marriage. Aaden would never forgive me. He was extremely possessive; once he found out what I'd done, he'd be disgusted. Ashamed. Hurt. He'd never touch me again. He'd divorce me and take custody of the kids and-- "Thank you," my boss said gently, completely disrupting my train of thought. "I should have said that before. Thank you, Amber. That was amazing." My eyes shot up. He was looking at me with...admiration? Pride?

Her mother sniffed. "Marriage isn't about romance, Adaline. It's about building something lasting. Michael made a mistake, but he's still a good provider. You always were too sentimental." "Your Honor," Adaline spoke clearly, rising from her seat, "this marriage has been loveless from the start. An arrangement my mother made to secure her financial future." She turned toward Michael. "He's abused me emotionally for years. When I couldn't conceive, he blamed me entirely, despite never getting tested himself. When his business failed two years ago, he took it out on me. When Evelyn pregnant, they made sure I knew about it."

“Are you kidding with me right now Marley? I am your best friend for goodness sake.” Marley bowed her head. “I'm sorry.” Jessica clicked her tongue then shook her head. “What is done is done, but don't you ever keep anything away from me.” Marley nodded. “Why did you lose your job?” “Because of the news of my marriage. My boss said I was ruining their good reputation.” Jessica scoffed. “I have always known your boss was an asshole. She just lost someone of great quality.” Marley smiled and chuckled. “I'm sorry for not telling you about the marriage.”

After being forced to do literally everything,the wedding was over and we were taken home. I walked into the house and stood still. "You think you could embarrass us today?" My boss asked and I bowed. "I'm sorry sir. This is absurd. Your daughter killed my girl and the next thing you arranged was a marriage with me and your daughter. Are you in your right senses boss?" I asked and my boss hit me in the face with his hand. My nose bleed as the ring and the force of his hand hit my nose. "Are you okay? How dare you talk to me like that? The fact that you're married to my daughter doesn't mean you'll talk to me anyhow. You're a nobody and a mere errand boy who I send on death mission." He yelle

"Broke, unemployed, and humiliated by my ex-wife. At least this way, there's a chance I can get my company back." I looked at the man I had married just three weeks ago, and I barely recognized him. The confident, successful businessman I had fallen in love with had been replaced by someone who was planning to sabotage his own workplace out of desperation. "This isn't what I signed up for," I said quietly. "What do you mean?" Bernard asked.

“You cannot possibly expect me to take that seriously.” “I am serious.” My mouth fell open. “You have completely lost your mind.” “I haven’t.” “Then why are you talking about marriage?” I could hear my voice rising with every word. My patience had officially evaporated. “Yesterday morning, you were my boss. Yesterday night, I discovered you were apparently some kind of supernatural monster. I spent the entire night trying not to lose my sanity, and now you’re standing there talking about marriage as though this is the most normal conversation in the world.”

This was the woman who had made my life a living hell, the woman whose lies had helped destroy my marriage and whose actions had pushed me into a situation that eventually cost me my baby. Whether she had intended for things to go that far or not, I could never look at her without remembering everything I had lost. I couldn't stand there and give her another opportunity to get into my head. The moment I spotted Julian approaching, I turned and walked straight toward him, slipping my arm through his before he could even ask what I was doing. "Let's go, Julian. The owner must have been waiting for us already." I gave his arm a gentle tug, putting on a light, almost playful tone that didn't mat