dream_line

Lyla Knight thought she knew her husband, the enigmatic and stoic Noah Anderson—CEO of a billion-dollar empire and the golden bachelor of City A. Their marriage was a quiet agreement, a union arranged by their families to ensure Lyla's safety and happiness. For two years, Noah was away expanding his business, and Lyla pursued her dream of becoming a singer, believing they were just two polite strangers bound by a contract.

But appearances can be deceiving.

Noah Anderson, the king of the business world, has always been a wolf in sheep’s clothing. Beneath his calm demeanor lies an obsession—a love so deep that he’s been silently protecting his innocent "little rabbit" from the shadows. When he finally returns, his carefully constructed facade begins to crack.

“Sweetheart,” he murmurs one day, his voice a mix of pleading and determination, “I let them think I didn’t love you enough to show you off. But now, can we go public? Let me slap their faces with the truth.”

Even the king of hell is willing to make puppy eyes to convince his wife to acknowledge him as her husband—a sight that leaves his assistant Cheng fleeing the office in shock.

But Lyla’s world is truly shaken when she stumbles into Noah’s private library and finds a hidden treasure trove: old, secretly taken photos of herself from years before they were married. Her heart pounds as she backs away, only to collide with the man himself. His familiar scent surrounds her as his deep, velvety voice whispers near her ear, “It has always been you, sweetheart.”

Caught between the shy, gentlemanly facade she believed in and the possessive, passionate man he truly is, Lyla must navigate the truth about her husband and their secret marriage.

My Boss is My Secret Husband

I handed my phone to Rose again. She knew about my bond with Rain, so she wasn't as nervous as the other girls, who looked like they would run away if not for the security presence around us.

I didn't check all the comments people were writing, but from the few I saw, everyone was shocked to see such a dangerous creature roaming freely.

"Rain," I called her name, and in an instant, she dashed towards me. With one push, I fell onto the soft grass as she snuggled her head into my stomach, sniffing me like a cat. Well, she is a big cat.

As I looked into her eyes, I couldn't explain it, but there was happiness in them. It was the bond between us—one that let us understand each other's emotions without words.

The girls screamed in horror at the sight.

Rose quickly calmed them down. "It's okay, guys. They're good friends," she said, her tone carrying a hint of sarcasm.

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