Arrogant Boss Novels & Stories

One commented " She is right guys . I should say this ....our old one might be cruel and arrogant one but he has a that attitude and got his own style in everything . When he comes it's like he is the real ruler of an empire the Khurana empire. " One girl commented with so much of excitement. " I also agree with you. That arrogant and attitude filled face is the something which all girl goes crazy on him. Noe I think I lost my interest in our boss because I can't see him as our same old hotty vampire boss " another commented

“Are you sure you still want this job? Where is the zeal you employed to plead to get this job back?” “It won't happen again.” He stopped a few inches from me. I didn't look at him but I felt his hard stare linger on me for a few seconds. Then he turned and walked away. My fingers curled beside me as his footsteps trailed into distant. I forced myself to breathe. A sensitive arrogant boss was a danger to any worker.

And, I bet that it's more than a hundred words. This is just so effin' great! A bossy, perfectionist, arrogant, and a bit of a jerk for a boss... I'm gonna be enjoying this for sure. Damn!

“How was your day?” I squinted at him. “How does my condition make you think it went?” He gave me a look, the kind only brothers could master—equal parts sarcasm and concern. “Pretty bad,” he said, scrunching his nose. I sighed, propping my chin on my hand. “My boss is an asshole.” “Ah. There it is.” “Capital A Asshole. Arrogant. Moody. Probably sold his soul to the devil in exchange for that stupid jawline.”

At least the others didn’t give hints that I was unwanted. He does have the looks but I wouldn’t say he’s really handsome. A lot of men here are better looking than him. He was as tall as me and older. He might be in his early forties. He has an air of arrogance like the rest of the people here. But he’s just slightly more annoying. He makes a lot of effort to their conversation, talks about the event tonight and even brags about his work being the CEO and all of his company. Whatever. All of their talks just passed amazingly through my ear. I make myself busy trying to avoid my bosses’ sight.

“ And who are you to say if I want a job or not? You know what? Take it from me, you're nothing but an arrogant man who goes about sticking his nose in people's private lives.” There was silence. No one had ever dared to talk to the boss like that. Some nerves she has got. With their eyes almost popping out and a befuddled Hazel who couldn't understand what was going on, harry laughed sinisterly before he spoke. “ An arrogant man she says. I would take that as a compliment sweetheart. Now, you tell me, why do you want to work with an arrogant man? Don't you think it would hurt your little ego? Or break it?”

He really did have nothing else to lose right now. It was this same man who scoffed at my offer to be Head of Security? Walked out of this company like he owned it, with that arrogant smirk plastered across his face? And now here he was, acting like he had a right to see the old man. Like he still belonged here.

Mark harshly whispered at her, his face contoured in disbelief as they stepped into the elevator that would take them to their office floor. “He’s a crazy jerk! He crashed my car and I simply repaid the favour and now he dares to fire me? It’s ridiculous!” She said, stomping her foot in undisguised rage. “You destroyed the boss’s car?” Jess asked with raised brows. “Well, I didn’t know that jerk was the boss!” She snapped. Mark slapped his hands on his forehead as his frustration built up, “Get your things, I’ll try to talk to him and sort things out.”

I scoffed, “I don’t give a shit about what you warned me about, asshole.” Something flashed in his eyes and he chuckled. “What part of I don’t want you to embarrass me don’t you get?” “I don’t know if you are deaf but I have always told you, you are not the boss of me.” I said taking each word one by one. “I know you are normally dumb, but I gave you instructions and when I do, you comply.” He said as if he was talking to a child. “Instead you threw yourself all over him like a thirsty whore.”

I asked, my tone laced with thinly veiled sarcasm. Zack's lips curled into a smug smile. "You will now serve as my second personal assistant," he announced, his tone laced with malice. "You'll be assisting me with various tasks and making yourself useful to me." I resisted the urge to roll my eyes at his arrogance. "Understood," I replied through gritted teeth, my fists trembling with suppressed anger. Zack smirked triumphantly, clearly relishing my discomfort. "Good," he said dismissively. "You can start by fetching me a coffee. And make it quick."