All Chapters of My Buttoned-Up Boss Wants To Be My Puppy: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Now that I thought about it, Victor being K wasn't that far-fetched.I'd met K in the most ridiculous way possible.Six months ago, Victor had been brought in to run the New York head office as the new CEO.He was a perfectionist and a workaholic.His high-pressure management made every day miserable. I ended up hiding in a bathroom stall to cry almost every day.To vent, I downloaded a dating app that matched people anonymously by voice.One day, I sat there with my headphones on, crying and ranting about my emotionless robot of a boss.That was when I matched with K.His profile picture showed a perfect set of abs. His bio simply read, "Yes, they're mine." I added him out of curiosity.Unlike the other guys on the app, K didn't ask for photos or hit me with creepy pickup lines.He simply listened in silence while I ranted for half an hour.Then his deep voice came through my headphones: "Baby, don't cry. Don't ruin your health over some workaholic jerk who doesn't know how to treat p

Once I discovered Victor's secret, the job I'd hated suddenly became a lot more exciting.Late that afternoon, Victor sent my plan back again.He tagged me in the group chat and tore into me without mercy: "Ella, this competitor analysis looks like an intern's homework. Do it again. If you can't turn it in by the end of the day, you'll spend the weekend at the office."I looked at the screen and scowled.He chewed me out again? Fine.I quietly took out my phone and switched to our chat."K, that psychotic CEO rejected my plan again. He's making me work this weekend! I'm furious. If he talks to me like that again, no matter how well he treats me, I'll quit."Ten seconds later, he replied, "Baby, don't be angry. Once I've saved enough money, I'll buy your company and make him serve you all day."I nearly doubled over trying not to laugh. Then I went in for the kill."You're the best, hotshot.""By the way, I went shopping yesterday and bought you a pair of stockings for men. The tracking

Ever since that day, Victor had been avoiding me at work.Even during meetings, he refused to meet my eyes, probably terrified I'd pull another stunt and give him a heart attack.Online, though, he was still the same obedient K who did everything I asked.Two weeks later, the company landed a major acquisition in Los Angeles and sent a team to conduct an on-site review.As one of the planning department's core employees, I was chosen to go.Victor was leading the team.When we checked into the hotel, Victor and I were given executive suites on the top floor.The hotel was nearly full, so our rooms ended up right next to each other.Even the balconies were connected, separated only by a frosted-glass panel.At eleven that night, I lay in bed in my bathrobe after a shower.Through the wall, I could hear water running in Victor's room. With an opportunity this good, how could I waste this?I picked up my phone and opened the chat."K, I've just gotten out of the shower and I'm so bored al

After I told K I might be falling for our CEO, the "typing..." bubble flashed on and off for five whole minutes.But no message ever came.Not even a sticker.He didn't even ask what I meant.I put my phone down happily, turned off the lights, and went to bed.I knew my control-freak CEO was losing his mind with jealousy over himself.And I was right.The next morning, the entire office felt like a war zone.Nobody dared say a word. Victor sat at the head of the conference table, looking ready to murder someone.He was always strict, but normally, his criticism was fair. Today, he tore into every tiny mistake as if someone had personally offended him.And I got the worst of it."Ella, why is your font eleven-point instead of twelve-point?"The transitions on this slide are far too flashy. Are you planning to throw a party in the meeting room?"This figure is missing a decimal place. Is this really the standard of work you submit?"The meeting lasted barely thirty minutes, and he spent

Victor's office took up nearly half the top floor.I took a deep breath and knocked on the heavy wooden door."Come in."His low, husky voice sent a chill down my spine.I opened the door and stepped inside.Before I could turn around, Victor shut the door behind me and locked it.Then he pressed a button on the remote in his hand.Whoosh!The privacy blinds dropped, blocking the windows and shutting us off from the outside world. My heart started pounding.Victor wasn't wearing his jacket.His dark shirt was slightly open, his tie hanging loose around his neck. Two buttons were undone, exposing part of his pale, muscular chest."Boss, you wanted to see me..."I never got to finish.Victor crossed the room in three long strides.His presence was so intimidating that I instinctively backed away.One step.Then another.My back hit the cold floor-to-ceiling window.I was trapped.Victor braced his hands against the glass on either side of my head, caging me between his body and the windo