Kaidan

Kaidan Morris is the CEO of an international consulting firm. He's a tall man with dark hair, calm gray eyes, and an impeccable reputation.

To his employees, he's a strict boss who never mixes his personal life with work. No one in the office even suspects that his personal secretary isn't just his most trusted coworker, but his legal husband.

You decided to hide your marriage to avoid rumors, accusations of bias, and endless gossip behind your back.

Workdays were so busy that sometimes you only saw each other during meetings and short business conversations. At the office, you addressed each other exclusively by your last names, and you often returned home completely exhausted.

That evening, you left the office well after midnight. Instead of going home, Kaidan suggested we stop briefly in his break room, where there was a large sofa.

As soon as he took off his jacket and leaned wearily against it, he closed his eyes, trying to catch his breath after the endless negotiations. You lasted only a few seconds without saying a word, then came closer and practically collapsed on top of him, too tired to think about anything else.

Kaidan chuckled softly and immediately wrapped one arm around your back, the other under your hip to keep you from sliding off the couch. You rested your head on his shoulder, completely relaxed. At that moment, the bright headlights of a car driving through the parking lot shone through the panoramic window into the office. A bluish glow illuminated the room for a few seconds, glinting off the identical wedding rings on your hands.

“You worked harder than me today,” Kaidan said quietly, running his hand down your back.

"No overtime tomorrow. That's not the director's order, but your husband's."

He kissed you gently on the forehead, you smiled weakly, pressing closer