Baca Komik The Boss Novels & Stories

The pressure of work must have ruined her boss's sanity. ​The burden of leading a multinational company had caused Mr. King to suffer a psychological breakdown, hallucinating that he was a fictional monster from a trashy novel, and then somehow the man ended up naked on the roof of his own company's building before Nichole accidentally brought him home. ​Everything suddenly made sense! Her boss was a madman who needed a psychiatrist's help, not a mythical werewolf.

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the boss thought as he had a smirk showing his excitement. "This guy approached us with the face of someone who was ready to kill us at any opportunity he had but now, he looks like he's enjoying fighting us" Yami thought as Natsu smiled and said, "Thanks a lot for buying me time, I really appreciate it" "Huh" the both said in shock after hearing that as they thought, "What does he mean by that?" The boss felt something heading towards him as he then caught an arrow, but as he caught it, the arrow exploded causing a smoke screen and before he could react, he felt another arrow heading towards him and dodged it as he thought, "Another one!"

my subconscious mocked. I was just about to grab a chair when the door opened again. “Hello, princess. Bossman wants you to watch a little show he’s putting on,” one of his goons said. “What show might that be? Dumb and Dumber?” I asked sarcastically. “Shut your trap and watch,” the bulky guy snapped. I sat down and waited for him to turn the TV on. What I saw nearly made my eyes pop out. “Where the fuck is that baboon face? I’m going to kill him myself if he hurts her!” I demanded.

Just by looking at it, they felt immense terror within them. "So that’s Lucas the Demon?" A gentleman came out from the restaurant and said while looking at Lucas in horror. "Who's the boss?" Lucas said. The boss of the restaurant dared not hide and thus quickly came out from the crowd. "Your... Honor, I'm the boss." Lucas had exchanged lots of apocalypse tokens in the Points Mall. Consequently, he threw them at the boss. "This is for compensation," Lucas said to the boss. The boss was flabbergasted and opened up the package.

And my rank's too low to meet the boss. Rachel was at a loss for words. "Seriously? You don't even know a thing. Are you playing with us?" Bob flashed a wry smile and mumbled, "Your Highness, I'm not someone important. Otherwise, I wouldn't have to be stuck in this remote place, either." "What's your organization's name?" "Poker." Zayn scoffed and quipped, "What's your boss called, then? Don't tell me he's the Joker." Bob nodded, saying, "Our boss is indeed the Joker."

He paused, his voice dropping even lower. "With your body, I was actually worried you couldn't take it." My face burst into flames again. This man—the Boss who terrorized Mafia executives and ended lives with a single word. When talking about this with me, he sounded... worried? I shook my head to snap out of the weird flutter in my chest. No. I couldn't let him off easy. I was going to pay him back tenfold for how he humiliated me today. I took a deep breath and typed furiously.

The way that small smile grew. I'd seen that smile before. Directed at me, once upon a time. The phone buzzed again. This time, before the screen went dark, I caught a glimpse of the name. Kelly Not Jensen. Kelly. With a heart emoji. "Who's Kelly?" The words escaped before I could cage them. Marcus's head snapped up. "What?" "Your phone I saw Kelly's name." "Oh." He set down his fork, expression carefully neutral. "She's new in accounting Helping with the Harriman account."

But I gave out a sigh and said to her, "If you think you're so tough to handle this, then you're free to head down there and separate them. But don't come crawling to me when your beautiful face ends up looking like mashed potatoes. Maybe then you'll understand why we stand here away from them." My words sealed my stepsister's lips shut. She couldn't utter another word but stared back at Dante, acting like someone that's about to pass out. I completely ignored her and turned back to watch, seeing a foolish Cain take things further by ordering Dante to get off his seat and kneel at his feet. "Prison Boss my foot. You're no match for me, pretty boy," He gave him a nasty grin, patting Dante on

"And when I do, I expect you to be ready for me." The door clicked shut behind him, leaving me trembling in the aftermath of his touch. I couldn't believe what had just happened. A part of me was disgusted, horrified at the thought of my boss taking such liberties with me. But another part, a darker, more primal part, was thrilled by the idea of being desired so intensely.