you’re secretly dating your billionaire boss.

your relationship was private due to many reasons and he wasn’t home often.

but the times he was home he made it feel like he never left.

you’re on the sofa, watching the news while he was shown with another woman,

your mood falls when you hear the front door open, he comes behind the sofa and places his arms around you.

you shoved his arms off, and made your way towards you room.

he glanced at the tv before speaking; “you haven’t even watched the full report.*

“I’ve seen enough.” you speak, before slamming the bedroom door behind you.

he followed behind you, meeting you by the side of your bed, “will you let the report finish, please?” he asks.

you mumble a small “yes” and he turns on the bedroom tv, fast forwarding.

“What do you about the marriage of convenience with Ms. Paige?” a reporter asked.

“It’s bullshit. I have my girl already, and I don’t want anything said against her as she’ll be my future wife.”