How Many Chapters Are In 'My Dominant Boss'?

Liliana Patrick, a twenty three years old timid and clumsy lady who lost everything in a blink of an eye. Suffer was an understatement in her case, she had nothing, no shelter, no friends, no family. But when she steps her leg in to Kings Company, she was introduced to another world she never knew about. Nicholas King, an example of rude and arrogant, cold, dominant, commanding and heartless. The thirty years took over his late father's property after he passed away, he shows no mercy to his workers, he can fire you with just a little mistake. But when his eyes roam her body as she walks into his office, he claimed her as his. I took a seat in front of him. "Good morning Sir-" I greeted but he cuts me off. "Did I ask you to seat?" His voice, so raspy, so deep, so sensual, so husky and so......British? I never knew the Kings were British. But what took my attention were those words he said. "Uhh....." I stood up immediately. "I'm sorry" I apologize but he looks angry or something. "You came sixteen minutes late, left my door opened, sat on the chair like you own the place" he snarled at me..... okay, Mr rude. "I.....I said I was sorry" I look away from him, he shuffle and his cologne filled my nostrils, sandalwood and lavender oil. "You are not to talk back till I ask you to. Sit" he ordered and I did. He grabs what looks like my resumè, he looks at me in an instant. His blue orbs holds no emotions in his eyes as he stares at me, but what was so intriguing was the fact that he's intimidating me really bad.

Full name: Peachie Royal Nickname: Peach Age:18 Birthday: OCTOBER 10, 2002 Zodiac: Libra Height: 5'2 Most embarrassing moment: Peach is a Romance writer who doesn't believe in romance. Okay, she will admit it that she does believe in fairytales once in her lifetime. But sadly the prince charming who she thought will save her just left her! Who would have thought that her prince charming wouldn't choose her? That day she swore that she would not fall for a man with a prince's name. But destiny decided to become playful because a man named prince Caspian Sevastian just shook her life. Oh no!... what about her curse?! Is she going to break the curse spell just to love again?

Have you ever wondered what it feels like to crave someone so badly all you want is to be tangled in the sheets with them all day? Well that's the case of Karen Whitman, her mad crave for the dominating alpha Logan is something everyone in the clan knows. She never seems to hide her feelings for him but there's a bridge,a huge hole where hatred, pent-up feelings lay. For decades,Logan has kept a deep feeling of hatred for Karen and her family, especially her. The hatred grew worse when he found out she was his mate, playing stubborn,he picked another mate and rejected her publicly, calling her a mistake and disgrace to the clan. What's the cause of the hatred? Why doesn't he want her as a mate? What happened several decades ago to cause such a rift between them.....? ". ". ". ". " 'Excerpt from the story' "Why do I want you so much when you hate me to a fault? My gosh you've hated me for decades." Karen's husky voice came out, making him rage the more but the little man in his pants had no regards for his mood. She'd sneaked into his Chambers late at night and had woken him up with feathery kisses, making him hard to the point of pain. "You're the worst mistake that ever happened to us Karen, remember that. You're and never will be my mate." It stung her deep, even deeper than the claws on a wolf,it brought tears to her eyes as she moved away from him. "I curse you this day, never to show your face to me." He said as she gasped and he seemed to be shocked from what he just said but a curse remains a curse till one of them dies.........

Brielle Clarke, a shy and anxiety riddled twenty two year old was born into a family with a dangerous lifestyle. However, her father deems her useless to their family and decides to profit off her by selling her to an even more dangerous family. The head of the Russian Mob. Maxim Vasiliev did not ask for a woman in his life but when his father brings Brielle as a present to him, he has no choice but to put her under his care. The ruthless and cold Maxim has no use for her but he knows she is better off with him than with his old predatory father. When these two are forced to live under the same roof with no interest for each other, would they learn to fall in love? Or will the dark past of their respective lives get in between?

"Good girl, now, call me daddy!" He whispers; his voice sexy as . "Daddy!" I voiced out, but it came out as a whispering threat. "Louder!" He commands. "Daddy!" I yelled softly, feeling the deliciousness of how sins are made. He my forehead and then reaches over to the bedside table for a foil packet. "Stay still, don't move," He orders as he releases my hair. He rips the foil while I'm breathing hard, my blood singing in my veins. The anticipation is exhilarating. He leans down, his weight on me again, and he grabs my hair holding my head immobile. I cannot move. He enticingly traps me, and he's poised and ready to take me once more. "We're going to go real, slow this time, Brie," he breathes. And slowly, he knocks on my sinful entrance of mahogany as he slowly pushes inside of me in ease into me until his length is fully buried in me. He was stretching, filling, relentless. I groan loudly. It feels deeper this time, delectable. I complained again, and he deliberately circles his hips and pulls back, pauses a beat, and then eases his way back in. - Let's talk about the most powerful young bachelor, A business mogul of his time, Jonathan Christopher, De Leon. Combined, JACE DE LEON. After a failed attempt from high school, the courageous plus timid girl left him with a very challenging heart target hunt. A couple of years passed, his hunger for her supplemented after prowling her like what feels like forever, he yearns for her which leads to racing hormones and drifting dark desires of his very own Infatuations. How will the relationship between a powerful casanova and an elegant part-timer be restricted?

Contains Mature Language! •••PROLOGUE••• She was light He was dark She was Sweet He was Stubborn She was innocent Flower He was Thorn In Flower She was full of Positivity He was all about Darkness And HE WAS DOMINANT SHE WAS SUBMISSIVE ______________________ "I said don't come near me!" She said while slipping back in fear on the deserted road in the dead of night holding her lehenga. "I will!! You can't stop me!" He was slowly moving closer to her in a menacing tone. "What do you want? Why don't you leave me?" "I want you, Only You!" Saying this he grabbed the girl's arms with a jerk and pressed her body to his hard body. She was looking at him with fear and tears in her eyes. "Please don't do it!" She pleaded softly. "Sweetheart! I have not done anything yet! And if I do, you will not be able to do anything" Saying that in one stroke, that person hanged that girl on his shoulder like a sack. She yearned to get rid of him but to no avail. The man almost slammed the girl on the bonnet of his car parked in the middle of the empty road and held her wrist with one hand and held her above his head. He put his entire weight on her and came close to her face and caressing her soft lips with the thumb of his other hand, said "Beautiful faces looks even more beautiful in agony of anger.... like you" And as soon as he said this, he pressed his hard lips on the soft lips like petals of that girl, due to which the girl sobbed. ___________________ Want to know further? So Start reading it. It have mature elements so read it at your own Risk.