Bad Guy My Boss Novel Novels & Stories

A small, traitorous flutter returned to my chest. “No,” I whispered fiercely to the darkness. “He is trouble. You have a plan. Stick to it.” Yet even as I tried to push the thoughts away, a quiet voice in the back of my mind whispered that Aiden Voss might not be as simple as the rumors said. And that terrified me more than anything. I turned onto my side, hugging my pillow tightly. Stay strong, Emily. Don’t fall. But deep down, I already feared the fall might have already begun.

So you could say I'm the only girl that ever works here. "How are you doing babe?" I rolled my eyes but smile eventually. I turned around and found my boss leaning to the wall beside him. Seeing my boss Trevor kinda reminds me of Tej in fast and furious. He owns this famous shop, he's an outgoing and fun person and of course, he's the biggest flirt. I saw him in action a couple of times. "I'm doing perfectly fine. So any car for me?" He grins "I wouldn't be a very nice boss if I didn't spare a car for you to fix." I grin widely and he leads me to the car that needs repairing to do.

Turns out the VP of finance isn’t an old boring guy with white hair. Two different cities. A baby on the way. An intense attraction. And he’s technically my boss. Life just got even more complicated. Find out more here Domenico The mafia never lets you go. I thought I was safe, free, but I never expected to find myself locked in a cage. I’m in his territory. His prison. The beast. A fate worse than death awaits me if I can’t get away, so when the opportunity of salvation presents itself I grab it, even if I’m unsure if I can trust the hand I’m holding.

My neck was starting to hurt as he made me stare up at him from my position on the floor. “Same thing.” His thumb swiped on my lower lip. “Open your mouth.” ____ You can read the whole book, it's completed and available. Book Name: My Boss Is My Tormentor Tropes: Enemies to Lovers Billionaire Romance Office Romance Blackmail Bdsm. Con-noncon Controlling, Possessive ML Fiesty, Sassy, Virgin FL ____ A. Gupta

I gagged and shook my head, "That is weird! I am not going to give him my body for this!" She chuckled, "Your body is too precious to be thrown to waste at his. Make sure you teach him a dose, by learning the secrets of his business" "What does that mean?" She leaned closer, dabbing at the table with her fingers, "It's a crisis cross-question of the world. Nobody knows how he gets through all the defeats and mouse traps" She cleared her throat to gesture to the chefs to leave them alone. They went scurrying away. "But why?" She shrugged, "Nobody knows. I even tried to get his assistant, that Harry to tell me, by befriending one of our spies, Lion with him. But it seems, friendship bond grew

So, I made my way to the lift, opened it and stepped inside. Just as it was about to close, a hand suddenly stopped the lift from shutting, causing my whole body to shiver in fright! Before I could do anything, this creepy fellow came out of hiding, revealing himself! "Dante?" My mouth dropped, as I watched Mr Prison Boss walk into the lift with an emotionless stare, and push the button himself. As the lift came closing up on us, trapping me inside with him, my knees began shaking and my lips parted into an innocent smile on seeing his creepy gaze.

The bastard was lucky, his boss originally planned to embowel him using a sword, but his boss has other business to attend to, ending his life quickly. He immediately follows his boss and opens the car for him. "Sebastian, the reports" his boss commanded. Sebastian immediately handed the papers, his boss need to sign. They arrived at one of Damian's hotel. Sebastian opens the door for his boss. "What is this all about Sebastian?" His boss asks as they are greeted with a party they are not aware of. "Sir it seems the manager is not noted of us coming here." Sebastian answered as he fixes his glasses and before he can call the manager, a man in his thirties run in front of them bowing.

"Is that so? And what's your interest in dead bikers, sweetheart?" I lifted my chin, refusing to show fear even though my heart was trying to beat out of my chest. "I already told them. I was just making conversation. I didn't mean anything by it." I lied and hoped that shitty lie sounded convincing. The Boss nodded then stood, moving around the desk with predatory grace. "I don't buy that.” He declared. “You're too... put together.This isn't your scene." Shit. He was good. "What's your real name?" he demanded.

And Lena chose him. Every part of him. Even the arrogant boss who had once made her want to throw her resignation letter straight at his face. Especially him. Six Months Later The morning sun shone through the tall windows of Devereux Holdings. Lena stood outside Alexander's office, holding a folder against her chest. The company had undergone significant changes since Charles Blackwood's crimes were exposed. Several executives had been arrested, stolen funds were being returned to the victims, and an independent board now oversaw the company's recovery.

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.