Semua Bab In love with my husband’s boss: Bab 1 - Bab 10

MELISSA’S POV “With the power vested in me, I now pronounce you, Mr Steve Ross and Miss Melissa Ferguson, husband, and wife. You may now kiss the bride” I squealed. That was it, it was official. My gaze was focused on the only man I lived for, the love of my life. Steve was beaming ear to ear as he pulled me for a kiss, a long wet kiss. I leaned in, enjoying every moment of it, drowning out the entire audience. “We’re married babe” He said, his lips still on mine. My cheeks flushed as we pulled away from the kiss. I did it, every woman’s dream, I married the love of my life. I couldn’t shake the smile off my face. I was in love, and still in love. “You disgusting piece of shit” a voice rang through my thoughts. My eyes flickered open, a tall manly figure standing inches away from the door. Steve. I looked around and tried to roll over half asleep, only to jolt upright as an unexpected dampness hit my skin. Then it hit me, I must have fallen asleep while…. I took a gl

MELISSA’S POV Yup, I definitely knew who he was, I just couldn't place a finger on it. “Steve’s wife? I suppose” The man said. I still couldn't recall. “Mr Redmond” he says noticing my silence. Aha, it hit me Redmond, Steve’s boss. His name came up a lot back home. He looked different. I hadn't seen him since during my wedding. He had been a huge part of it with the donations and all. “Mr Redmond, good to see you again” I say with a warm smile. “Good to see you too, Fancy meeting you at a cake shop” I laughed wondering what an aloof CEO was doing in a cake shop. “Oh it's Steve’s birthday tonight, just wanted to do something thoughtful. “Oh, I didn't know that, might have given him the day off, who knows?” I couldn't tell if he was serious or only messing around. His face was unreadable. I let out an awkward laugh, “I mean, he could use one of those, I suppose” He glanced at me, “Steve? Na the man’s fine” Fine??? How hard does this man make his employees w

I eventually settled for a black velvet dress I had in my wardrobe for a while. I never got to wear it anywhere. It almost didn't fit but I'm so satisfied it fit eventually, only with a little bit of struggle. It was a low-neck long-sleeve dress that hugged my curves in the right places and spread out to the floor, just below my knees, perfect for the cold weather. I took my time applying my makeup because I also didn't want to go to the reception with puffy eyes and a swollen face. No one else knew about what happened. Not even my mother at least not yet. The ride to the venue was smooth and silent. Steve had chosen to go in his black Benz because it “screamed luxury” according to him. It wasn't a long ride and in no time we arrived. Steve and I were ushered down from the car by the men in black suits and shades. Steve came over to my side and took my arms in his, flashing a bright smile at the cameras. He looked over at me, to make sure I was smiling. I was but not internally,

MELISSA’S POV I was only halfway through dinner when loud knocks came from our front door. We stayed still for a moment, the knocks came again. They sounded aggressive. My mother walked over and peeked through the eyehole on the door. She looked back at me “Steve” she mouthed. A gasp escaped my throat. Of course, he’d find me here. I panicked for a moment but before I could say anything, my mother opened the door and stepped out to talk to Steve. Still in panic mode, I hid behind the large curtains in the dining area. I heard their voices becoming clearer. I peeped only to see that she had let Steve into the house. “Do you know where she could be Eleanor” I heard Steve ask my mother. “Of course not” my mother said louder than usual. I always trusted my mother to have my back. “I told you she left here hours ago but didn't say where she was going”. “I'm worried” he said. I stood there fighting the urge to scream at the pathetic lie he just told. “Are you sure I can't off

NICHOLAS’ POV I looked out the window, my bones cracking as I stretched. I had been working all morning and decided to take a break and check on Melissa. I had quite a view of the streets from my office through the floor-to-ceiling window. I normally never waste time watching the world move beneath me. I had only watched for less than a minute before I recognized a familiar figure walking out of the building. I was confused, she was supposed to be working. Then I saw him. Steve Ross Leaning against his car, arms crossed, waiting for her like some possessive bastard who thought he still had a claim. Interesting. I set my pen down and moved closer to the window, watching as the scene unfolded. Melissa stopped a few feet from him, I could see her body was tense but composed. Steve, on the other hand? He was barely holding it together. Even from up here, I could read his body language, the frustration and anger. The kind of entitlement men like him never learned to control.