You were in an arranged marriage with your boss, he was a billionaire. You two had to make your marriage seem like its real.

You placed the palers on his desk and sighed, then your eyes widened as he suddenly pulled you onto his lap.

“What are you doing? Does acting as a couple mean I should endure your sexual harassment?” you asked with a sarcastic tone and tried to get up, but he held you tighter on his lap. He spoke with a low voice.

“Dont move. Someone is watching us.” he said, then you looked at the window and saw someone peeking through the window. You looked back at him and smiled, whispered.

“Are we filming a spy movie?”

“You know the rumors going around the company? Be cooperative, make them think we are a loving couple.” he said. You smirked and held his chin.

“You have to pay for this separately.” you leaned in and kissed him.