Bad Guy My Boss Novel Novels & Stories

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.

"This is the file for the past one week of working there," Nova slammed the file on the table and gazed at her boss expression. "His life is quite hard, he is not always at home, and his secrets are kept to him self," Nova leaned in to her boss' ear. "I think he's a mafia," Mrs. Williams, her boss gasped her mouth in surprise as she glared at Nova. "Are you sure? do you have proof?'' Mrs. Williams said, for years now, her company had been going downhill, she no longer had juicy stories and rumors to tell anymore.

Pain washed over her face, emotional, mental, everything all at once. “Mark, you just don’t understand,” she whispered, voice cracking. “I quit because… my boss is a real monster.” “Shut up!” Mark roared. “Your boss is a monster?” She nodded gently. “No,” he hissed, stepping closer. “I’m gonna remind you who you really… really should be afraid of.” He shoved past her, heading for the back seat of the car. She watched helplessly as he grabbed the bottle of the beer he had gotten, hit everything on the floor and all the bottles broke, spilling drinks everywhere.

The tall and sturdy man who had tried to get hold of Darcy was waiting for his boss in the suite where they were supposed to bring Darcy but had failed in their mission. His men were standing nervously as they knew they were in deep trouble. Suddenly the door opened and they looked at their boss who walked in. He looked at them angrily and said. “Where is Darcy?” The leader of the gang came forward and spoke. “Boss Melvin a stranger took her away.” Bamm !! He was kicked ruthlessly and he fell a few meters away and all the others who were standing around him panicked.

An MP3 player isn’t the same at all. ‘I saw you talking to a guy last night,’ Belinda said. ‘I was in the pilates room upstairs. I’ve seen him in here before. He’s totally hot. I wouldn’t mind washing his sweaty gym socks, I can tell you.’ Georgie knew she was blushing but hoped Belinda would assume it was from the speed she had selected on the treadmill. ‘He’s actually my boss,’ she confessed. ‘Gosh, you lucky thing, you. You should see my boss. He’s fat, bald as a crystal ball and smokes like a chimney.’

Sky became overprotective after that night. He was even opposed to the idea of me going back to my work the next morning. Because, as he said, I need to replenish my energy that I exerted from that steamy night with him. I called to my boss to inform her that I will be taking a leave for today. Despite being embarrassed about informing boss about my reason, I cannot help it since as much as possible, I want to be honest to my work. I explained what happened to boss in the most concise way I could with some of the details left out on purpose. It was a good thing that our manager is kind towards the shop's employees as she texted me with understood.

I had to suppress the tears one more time. I got on the elevator and took a fortifying breath. If I was going down, I was certainly going to do it fighting, I thought with determination. This new boss sounded like a real piece of work. I was currently the head of Personnel and loved my job. I loved working with people on a daily basis. I had hired most of the factory workers and was more scared for them than anyone else. I fought my father many times to give them better wages and benefits but he had treated me like a child telling him, he didn’t know how to successfully run a business.

Chris said. “Yes, I will be very surprised if our Grace gets a few minutes to herself for a while!” Tony chuckled. Both Chris and Tony understood how protective a syndicate leader was over their family. “It is time for your daily visit Boss!” Hank reminded Tony. “Oh yes, how could I possibly forget?” Tony said as he got up and went to his bookcase. Once there he pulled out a book - Tale of Two Cities - from the shelf and pressed the button behind it. There was a click and the whole bookcase moved to one side revealing a passageway.

Nothing, just to make sure, this is real and not a dream. "Your cheek is turning red!" Señorito added in a still annoyed voice. "It's okay Señorito, I just want to make sure I'm really awake and it's not all a dream." "Of course, you are no f cking dreaming. Where the hell are you getting those thoughts?!" If you're the boss, you want to win your personal maid. The only thing that can be called ownership is a few pieces of clothing. My parents and I don't have our own land, so I don't know why, you want me to be your girlfriend."