She is Mine: Steamy Instalove

And as she stops in front of me, I forget all the troubles I’ve ever faced in the world. She’s the cure to it all. She saved me from a life of loneliness. She gave me a person to call home instead of just a place. She makes me fall in love with her over and over again, my heart feels fit to burst with how much I feel for her. And now, as I prepare to say my vows, I know I can’t say all of this aloud, but I don’t need to. One look in her eyes and she understands everything I’m thinking. Because I have her heart, but she also has mine.

“I love you,” she whispers to me, taking my hands in hers. It’s like there’s no one else in the room. Just me and the girl of my dreams, about to promise ourselves to one another forever.

“I love you more,” I growl. I step forward and kiss her. I know I’m not supposed to yet, but I can’t help myself. I love her more and more the longer we stand here together. This marriage is just a formality. She was mine even before I put the ring on her finger.

And we’ll last an eternity, no matter what.

My Hot Boss (SS#6)

My Hot Boss

AN OLDER MAN YOUNGER WOMAN ROMANCE

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SHORT STORIES, 6

FLORA FERRARI

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The following story contains mature themes, strong language and sexual situations. It is intended for mature readers.

My Hot Boss

Harmony

Dad’s sent me to work with his best friend because there’s no way I’m going to college...but how am I supposed to get any work done when his best friend is the man of my dreams?

Wade

I shouldn’t be thinking of my best friend’s daughter this way, especially now that she’s my employee too. But something about her tells me that she’s everything I’ve ever needed and more...

*insta-everything standalone with an HEA, no cheating, and no cliffhanger.

Chapter One

Harmony

“You don’t need to make me do this, Dad,” I say as he gets in the driver’s side of the car. He shoots me an unimpressed look.

“If you’re not going to college then you have to do something.”

“But I’ve been working hard on my music…”

“Music isn’t going to make you any money, Harmony. Some day you’ll need to fend for yourself in the world, and I won’t be around to cover your back. You need to learn a trade and get a job.”

I don’t mention to him that I’ve been making steady money from my music already. He doesn’t want to know. There’s no point in arguing with him when he’s already decided that my problem is that I’m not interested in working hard. I fold my arms over my chest and stare out of the window as he drives me to my new job.

A few days ago, my dad finally snapped when I told him I wasn’t going to go to college. I never wanted to go in the first place, and he was angrier than I’ve ever seen him. He wouldn’t listen as I told him that I wanted to make my own path to success. He insisted that I at least find a job, probably because he doesn’t want me in the house while he’s still so angry with me. He immediately got me an interview for a position as a receptionist at his friend’s company, and now here I am, heading off to my first day of work. It doesn’t matter that this job pays less than my music does. It doesn’t matter that I’ve told dad I’m sorry. He won’t let things go back to the way they were before, so I guess this is my life now.

I know that my dad probably thinks I’m being ungrateful and spoilt. I know that I was lucky to have the option to go to college and that I’m lucky to have a job. But now that I can’t focus on my music, I’m never going to get anywhere with it. This job is going to stop me from pursuing my dreams and change everything I had planned for myself.

It’s not just the job, either. I always knew that I wanted my job to be secondary to my family. My dream has always been to live in a house with lots of children and a loving husband. My dad insists that it’s not a modern way of thinking, but I don’t care. I love my music, spending long hours in my room playing guitar, singing, and writing songs, but it’s a hobby, not my dream future. Sure, it would be nice to share my music with the world and maybe make something of myself, but that will always come second to falling in love, having kids, and raising a family. Perhaps I’m old fashioned, but I know that when I find the right man, he’ll feel exactly the same. We’ll have a perfect future together because we’ll want the same things.