The Married To Fierce Boss
Part 1 - Prologue

A pair of eyelids with pliable feathers were gently rubbing. The woman named Loralei Nyx just woke up from her sleep which felt so good that when checking the clock on the phone screen, it was shown at eight in the morning.

Loralei squeaked while reading the day. “Saturday, I can relax first before getting a call from the bully,” muttered while pulling a blanket to cover his body which ... plain?

At that moment the two round eyeballs opened wide. Loralei felt his body and he felt it coming into direct contact with the skin. Of course surprised, do not usually fall asleep in a position without clothes.

Loralei quickly changed her position to sit and pulled the blanket until her head sank. His eyes ascertained whether it was true that he was currently naked or just hallucinating.

The woman pops a head whose hair is already disheveled. The hand holds the blanket to cover the chest.

“Oh My God ...! Who would dare to strip me?!” he shouted in a loud voice.

A pair of eyes circulated the view throughout the room. Loralei is confirming where he is at the moment. There was memory debris coming through, but he wasn't so sure about it. He's in his apartment. What happened yesterday was just a hallucination.

Where could he have stayed in that small residence if indeed all his dreams were real. Surely Loralei had been taken to a more luxurious residence. And when he woke up did not find any traces of others, except the fragrance of someone's perfume left in his bed— belonged to his boss. However, there were no clothes or other marks indicating the man was here. So, he had already concluded that all of this was an illusion as a result of resentment towards someone too deeply.

Then his plain body? “The night I was drunk, the rest of the dizziness was also still felt, definitely overheated and unconsciously stripped myself.” Okay, Loralei has decided on that reason, at least it makes a little sense.

The woman pulled up the blanket after she was done with her own thoughts. Approaching the closet with occasional hissing due to a strange taste spread in the area of the reproductive device. “What's my hangover to bad? Don't-don't unknowingly take a cucumber in the refrigerator and I put myself in there.” He shuddered. “Gosh ... my virgin taken vegetables.” Amused himself to imagine how uncontrollable it was after chugging alcohol.

Loralei picked up one white plain shirt fabric. Wearing as usual if in his apartment.

The woman's feet then swung towards the door, thirsty, throat dry like a wallet and an account. Loralei while hissing in between his pain, regretting that his virginity was taken by a cucumber, instead of a rich young man.

Wait ... Loralei's step came to a halt when he saw the figure of the man who was expected to be invisible at the beginning of the weekend. Grazing so many times, who knows as great as it is a ghost.

“What kind of wife just woke up at eight more?” Agathias, he's standing next to the dining table in a messy shirt.

Loraleri held her breath when she heard the fierce voice. He used to hear that in the office. But, not expecting that his sunny weekend had been ruined by that person.

And wait ... did he say? Wife? Loralei does have a memory of saying a sacred promise to her fierce boss. But isn't that in a dream?

“Can I slap? Looks like I am still sleeping,” muttered Loralei, his eyes blank and filled with disbelief.

Stripping Agathias' feet closer, Loralei did not move away and remained fixed in place. He could feel two warm hands touching his cheeks. Isn't what I'm asking for a slap? Why is a kiss felt.

Until finally the bite on the tongue makes Loralei complain and reflexes push the chest of the man in front of him. “What the hell! I thought marriage was just a nightmare, it turns out the reality of my life is rotten.”

The entire Loralei joint felt hollow, limp for a moment. He shuffled and sat on the floor with his legs together. The resentment towards the boss made him assume that everything that happened was a mere hallucination.

“So, my virgin is not taken by cucumber, but ... itumu?” Loralei looked up with her face full of shock. Hands up and pointing at the groin area.

There was a grin on Agathias' face that Loralei hated very much. “Of course.”

“Ya Lord ... why is my fate this bad.” Loralei's head lowered and sobbed without tears, only showing sadness alone for having to be stuck in marriage with a fierce boss.

“Do not much drama, fast cooking, my stomach is hungry!” agathias said as she lifted Loralei's body like a sack of rice and lowered it right in front of the stove.