My Online Boyfriend Is My Boss

I posed as a delivery driver to see my online boyfriend. The door opened—my ice-cold boss, Adrian. He handed me cash and a 5-carat diamond: “Deliver this to my online girlfriend. See what she looks like.” That girlfriend was me. I tried to run. He moved me into his place instead. When I finally confessed, he said: “I suspected the day you delivered coffee. You got drunk, called me Sunlit, and felt up my abs.” He knew all along. I lost my job—and gained a husband.