The Boss Shotgun Wedding Novels & Stories

Frowning, she grabbed one last, most important item: men's underwear. ​She weighed the sizes for a moment, her face reddening slightly as she recalled her boss's bodily proportions, then chose the largest box. ​Just as she turned toward the cashier, her steps halted. Her blood ran cold. ​Standing only a few meters away from her, in the exact same men's clothing aisle, was Michael, her boyfriend, or more accurately, the bastard she had caught wrestling on the bed with another woman yesterday afternoon. ​The man was not alone. His left arm was affectionately wrapped around the waist of his female coworker, Jessica, the blonde who always acted sweet.

Flashback . Jimmy, who had just completed his work, acquired a hotel named Winston. He decided to spend time together with Erika for a few days. Think of it as a long vacation from the routine of managing the company. Moreover, his mother is very excited by the news of the honeymoon they will live in. "Do you like this place, dear?" asked Jimmy as they chose Bali as a destination for honeymooners after a month of the age of their marriage. Due to the busyness of Jimmy very dense, making the event the honeymoon was delayed. Not just the honeymoon, but their wedding reception which has been scheduled, it is also on pause for a while. Until the issue of the acquisition of the hotel Winston fini

They were the only ones who we wait and the couple Joseph and Juliet were already there. "Nope!" Trisha is my Fil-Am girlfriend. We are cooling off right now. That's because she is forcing a marriage that is not what I can even like. And she wasn't even a wife material for me. "We would have just had a double wedding today so that your girlfriend won't hurt anymore," Felix said. "That's impossible, dude,"

“She needs medical help son. Get her the help and then I will happily marry you two.” “You will marry us now or I will shoot you.” He spoke pulling out his gun. The old man wanted to protest but when he cocked the gun and shot the wall beside him he knew he was serious. There was a silencer so the only noise heard was the bullet hitting the wall. “Dearly beloved we are gathered here today to celebrate the holy matrimony of Charles Rashad Carlson and his soon to be wife Rosalie Mandela Carlson.” The old man spoke as clear as he could.

She hugged me one last time, eyes bright with love, and waved as we drove off. I never imagined it would be the last time I saw her alive. Gordon rolled up the window, his knuckles white on the steering wheel. "I told you not to show up. But you just couldn’t listen. If not for my dad holding a gun to my back, I’d never have married you." My heart shrank. "You wanted this so badly, didn’t you? Well, congratulations." His mouth twisted in a cruel smile. "You just signed yourself into hell. Don’t expect happiness in this marriage."

Shit, my teeth hurt looking at him. "Aaron, please. Give him to the police. Let's go back home and let them handle his shits." Lady Boss persuades Mr. Boss. He stays unfazed. When he looked around, his eyes glance me and Ms. Ravine also sees me limping to walk towards them. "Ms. Ravine is right, Boss. Let's take him to the court—" Before I could complete my sentence, Boss takes his gun out and shoots his uncle straight through his head.

I was just showing her that I didn’t like what was happening to us. "One more kiss!" they shout which made me gasped. I could do nothing but kiss her on her cheek again and face the cameras and smile hard. I hate this day. **** At the reception, they are all busy having a conversation with the guests. Those who attended the wedding were parents, close friends of Verna here in the province. As well as Mommy. She invited Tito and Tita and her friends. Dad was not here. He's already in heaven so Mommy brought Dad's photo.

“You can’t just get married and expect me not to have questions.” I sighed. “I said I would answer all your questions but right now we need to focus on work. Can we do that?” “We’re taking the company van and with this morning traffic that ten-minute journey will be twenty at the very least. So you need to tell me why the hell you had a shotgun wedding.” My eyes went wide as Gertrude, the biggest gossip in the office, looked behind her. Shit, I forgot we weren’t the only people in here. “You got married?” She looked down at my hand which I was too late in hiding. She gasped and grabbed my hand bringing it to her face. “Let’s see this rock. Oh my—wait, that’s not a diamond. Hmm, I guess you d

placing his hand over mine to lower the gun. I reluctantly release her.they move her to my bedroom. Place her on the bed.the doctor pulls her cloth off her.clenching my fist to stop myself from rushing over to him to pummel him for touching my wife. He needs to save her,I keep chanting in my head,to reign in my dark emotions. "It's just a flesh wound,the bullet missed.she fainted from shock".the doctor supplies hurriedly with a shaky voice,as if sensing my emotions. "Boss,you need to leave so the doctor can do his job properly.you are scaring him". Killian mutters beside me.

Jenna quickly hid behind Marianne. "It's the bossman!" she squealed, terrified. Meanwhile, Marianne just laughed drunkenly. "Nooo, that's my husband." "You married the boss?" Jenna asked in shock. "Alright, that's enough from both of you," I said, separating them. "You—it's time to go home. Take her."