Bad Guy My Boss Novel Novels & Stories

“You’re awake already?” It was an unfamiliar voice, she turned her head in the direction of the voice. He was tall, at least over six feet and had dark eyes yet a warm smile on his face. “Your brother was just speaking about you and the boss thought it would be a good idea to show you to him…maybe it give him some inspiration,” Rain didn’t understand half of what the man was saying but all she knew was that her and Nicholas were now in deep shit, she wondered who the boss was and if she could convince him to let them go but that was just wishful thinking on her part.

"Now undress me.” Like a robot on command, I walked towards him to do as I was told. He had already taken off his shoes, leaving him with his buttoned up long sleeved shirt and belted pants. I started to undo each bottom after the other, beginning from the bottom. I was halfway through the process when I felt his hands cup both butt cheeks and jerk my towards him. Another loud gasp escaped my lips when my breasts crashed against his chest and my vagina felt his bulge. I didn't understand why or how I was even enjoying this. The initial idea of sleeping with my boss's husband repulsed me. I was disgusted at him when I realized he also wanted to do the same, but now. Now all I wanted to do was

Throughout the entire way back home, I couldn't stop thinking about what had happened. Madelyn had threatened me over something so trivial. How could someone threaten another person just because of their obsessive passion? That person must be sick. When the taxi stops in front of Joshua's apartment, I get out of the car. Apparently, my boss wouldn't be coming home tonight, as I haven't seen him since the call he received. As I reach the upper floor of the building and enter Joshua's apartment, I see that Mrs. Taylor is not around. So, I decide to make a herbal tea to help me relax a little, as my mind is in turmoil.

he cleared his throat and tried to drive away the awkwardness. "Right." Namgyu smirked and gave Jun the novel. "It's an erotica romance novel like the many others we've both read. But this is a little more spicy in my opinion." "More than Body Art?" "Almost as spicy as Body Art. This is about a CEO, like myself." he winked at Jun whose cheeks had remained a red mess, "...and a new employee. It's typical of the cliché boss and secretary love stories. But this is spicier. The CEO is a lustful dominant who has been looking for the perfect submissive. Someone who will enjoy being bruised and dominated mercilessly by him. He's a little sadist too."

He asked. “I swear by my life, sir,” I cried, trying to avoid his glare, but for some reason my eyes moving back to his. “It was just an honest mistake.” And some fucked up universe coincidence. Seriously, how did all these happen? What are the chances that someone relocate to a new city and end up in bed with a father and son, and the next morning you find out they are your boss. Seriously, even novels don't write such bullshit stories. He was quiet for a moment. Then he bit his lower lips,

I screamed. The boss is also delectable! This is completely ridiculous. Totally insane! Dazzling! And take note! The size, the fat, and the length! No wonder my boss has had many women he bedded for the past years. He is very greedy in the woman's flesh. 'It's good and not human flesh, but my boss is turning into a ghost.' I shout in my mind. but if you think the boss is really greedy for meat, it's just mussels. He was really blessed in this matter.

The metallic cuffs chilled my wrists. Did I hear him right? Did my boss die right at midnight? I immediately blurted, "You're not arresting me just because I suggested he was holding his own funeral, are you?" A frown creased the cop's forehead. "We take crimes seriously."

“Last night was...” she stuttered, unsure of what words could adequately describe what had happened. What they had shared had changed her completely, He made her feel special, desired, and beautiful. No other man had ever come remotely close to making rosa feel that. But it was wrong. He was her boss. What would happen once he grew bored of her? Once someone else, in the office catches his fancy? How could she possibly work with him when she felt... The word almost popped into her head but she squashed it down, she didn’t love him. That was impossible. Lust perhaps. In fact lust was entirely plausible.

He looked at me, “I’ve told you enough and you have to do what he told you before he comes back.” “...” I pursed my lips together and then crouched down, “Are you saying that the boss is not a bad guy?” I picked the girl up in my arms. “Well,” The other guy looked for some rags to clean the blood, “I won’t say he’s a good guy either.” ***

It seems that I couldn't get her out of my mind at all. "I will find you Miss unknown." I mumbled but the next second I was distracted by call. It's time to focus on my work. ___ I put back the lingerie in my pocket and stormed out of my suite. Black roll Royce cars were lined up outside with men in black, waiting for me. Their Boss , Caspar Mcadam, the money laundering Mafia King. The god of the American underworld. I'm the symbol of danger, blood and death...no human being in their sanity would like to cross their paths with me... I'm ruthless man with no mercy feelings.