Novel & Cerita Agent Two Helluva Boss

At least, not yet. Upon seeing me, he attempted a smile. That alone nearly warranted a bullet in his forehead. “Boss,” he said, nodding as if this were an ordinary evening. “Didn’t expect to see you tonight.” I advanced slowly. Every action, intentional. “I’m sure you didn’t.” He had the nerve to shrug. “Is everything alright?” “Let me ask you something.” I crouched down in front of him. “Did you believe you could outsmart me? Or were you aware that you were facing death and thought you might as well enjoy the plunge?”

“People are watching us.” “Screw them. I just want to kiss you in front of all the women who want me.” “Why?” “So they know I’m only yours,” her boss winked seductively. Her chest swelled with anticipation and nervousness. Angela felt her dress was too tight for her swollen breasts. Her boss cupped her face gently before pressing his lips to hers. Thousands of ephemeral fireworks exploded around them and became a beautiful backdrop for their kiss. Their lips moved greedily, and Angela’s fingers danced in her boss’s soft hair. She pushed her boss’s nape to deepen their kiss. Angela moaned softly as his palms caressed her back gently. She wasn’t satisfied with just the kiss, she wanted more.

The Boss took a drag from his cigarette. Defiant, he thought. But not invincible. He pressed a button, bringing the footage of Room 2 — Jaylen — into focus. Then Room 4 — Felix — twitching in his sleep. He watched them all. Like chess pieces waiting for the next move. He picked up a glass of bourbon, swirled the liquid. Rico had changed something in the atmosphere. Shattered the routine. The Boss wasn’t sure if he liked it… or if he needed to destroy it.

With a large burrito in one hand and beer in the other, I was watching Vampires Mermaids on television when my phone suddenly started ringing. A groan left my mouth when my eyes fell on the name of my boss on the mobile screen. Putting the burrito aside, I picked up the phone and answered it. "Be at my apartment in exactly an hour," she stated in her signature voice. "Wait," I said in confusion. "Are... Are you going to fire me? I swear I didn't take a peek when I was changing your clothes. What other proof do you need?"

The leather seat was cold and somehow, Chad seated next to her made the entire air freaking hot. Her boss was none other than Chad Steele, billionaire heir and Playboy of the city. He was a ruthless businessman and a cassanova. Chad Steele wasn't one to settle for anything, not even in business. Woman fell all over him and he had his daily pick. When Olivia had gotten an appointment letter from Steele Inc, she'd made herself a promise to stay away from her boss, but clearly fate has other plans. Somehow, she ended up his secretary after the last one resigned without reason and now, the very man she planned to avoid was in her face 24/7.

Sleeping with your new boss is not the kind of thing that looks good on anyone's resume, not to mention the awkwardness it creates around the office. And two... I was pissed. I want you so badly, Aria. I need you" and now he didn't recognize me? What an asshole! With his ridiculous indoor sunglasses, his oh-so-cool cigarette, and his stupid black borderline-tuxedo. I hated him. Work was painfully slow that day. It seemed that the arrival of Logan Mendel. his name was Logan, just plain old Logan, not any of the aforementioned exotic names such as Blaze, Blade, Slade, or Jethro...

From there, they had a privileged view we didn't and could take out the others. "Advance to the mansion!" I shouted, following with the armored car, taking advantage of the men's dispersion to neutralize any threat at the main entrance. "They're heading to the roof," I heard someone shout, and I knew my Angela would be safe soon. A bullet grazed my arm, drawing a grunt of pain from me, but that wasn't enough to stop me—I continued until there were no more men on that side of the mansion. "She's safe, boss, but she refuses to leave," the man said, pointing to the helicopter where I saw Angela with her mother and Frank—they were secure.

Someone who could possibly have a dangerous weapon on him and might end up doing horrible things to me? Knowing that I was only procrastinating from the worst, I opened my eyes to the shocking realization that it wasn't a burglar, but my boss, Nathan Synclair, sitting on a chair by the bed and taking on his phone. Correction, yelling on his phone. Even in a wrinkled blue shirt and grey tailored pants; disheveled short black hair and electric blue eyes, he had the power to wreck havoc to my senses, and even in my sleep induced jumbled state of mind, I was glad to see him by my side. I’m pretty sure I wasn’t making much sense right now, otherwise, why on earth would I be glad to see my bully-b

She slid off his desk and saw herself out of his office, cackling all the way. ............ To: murphy.s@fangandclaw.com From: andrew.s@fangandclaw.com OMG it’s my first day here and the boss already hates me. When I walked into the staff meeting, he full-on glared at me the entire time. He looked so grumpy, I think he wants to eat me... But girl...that's beside the point why didn’t you warn me how hot Knight West is in person???! I hope you’re having fun in NY. Wish you could have been here for my first day.

And the oldest, Giacomo, grey temples, Roman accent thick as supplì—his own countryman, inside for life since the Banda della Magliana days. They watched Vito the way wolves watch a new dog enter the pen. Giacomo flicked his cigarette away and walked over, slow, no hurry. “Vito Andolini,” he said, voice low. “They told me the Boss finally arrived. Thought you’d be taller.” Vito met his eyes. “They told you wrong. I’m not the boss of anything anymore.” Giacomo smiled without warmth. “In here, everyone’s something. Question is what you’re willing to pay to become it again.”