Woke Up Married To My Mysterious Boss

kseat of his Maybach. The leather

es widening slightly. It was the most emotio

e to,

hapel in New Jersey," Burke s

put the car in gear and

on Burke's shoulder. She was muttering

s legal team. Draft a digital NDA and a

shirt. Her fingers were cold. She fumbled

ed against her hair. "Future Mrs..." He let his voic

l an hour later. A plastic cupid fountain

gently. "Wake up.

oked at the plastic statues and laug

ained tie, looked up from a magazine. He saw

remony," Burk

Donato had handed him Aria's purse, recovered f

ne in finance knew the n

e ceremony, intimidated by the

take t

ke she was floating. It was a

anchoring her to the ground. His eyes lock

r finger-he had taken it from his ow

e," he commanded, his finger tapping a blank line. Aria scrawled her name, the letters barely legible, not even glancing at

hed. Aria fell into a deep sleep bef

face. He traced the line

red. "The Penth

at. "Sir. Is this wise?

a look in the rearview m

that pierced the clouds. Burke carried her through the private lobby

cended ninety f

bed. The city lights sprawled

shoes. He covere

t the reflection of his sleeping