Bad Guy My Boss Novel Novels & Stories

When I got home, I dropped everything, went straight to my bed, and called the one person who always made sense—Sylvia. “Hey babe, are you busy?” My voice cracked. “Not really, but we can talk. What’s wrong?” she asked, instantly concerned. I took a deep breath. “Sylvia… you won’t believe this. Rexford Knight is the CEO of Sterling Corporation.” My voice broke halfway. Silence. Then she gasped. “What? Jenny, are you sure?” “Yes. I saw him. With my own eyes. My mysterious boss, the man I’ve worked under for a year, is none other than my ex-boyfriend.”

They only approached me whenever it’s about work that I need to approve something. It's funny to think that no matter where I go, no one really wants to be near me. If in Vista Querencia there are still men who befriended me, here in the company, everyone is terrified and awkward to meet me. I can't blame them. Even I wouldn't dare approach my boss' child if I ended up in another company. I was seriously finishing the last design I was working on when my phone rang. I peeked at the side for a moment and was stunned when I saw the name of Mr. Revelar.

Such a brave girl. “And why is that?” “I just find it inappropriate to live with my bosses.” She put forth plainly. “And in that pretty little head of yours, you still think we have a simple boss-employee relationship? Honey, are you talking about the very same bosses who know every inch of your body, who know how your moans sound like when they pound into you; who know how your face looks like when your body trembles from the pleasure that they bring to you. You mean those bosses? We might as well as put a ring on your finger because you are ours.”

He said and I blinked, my body shuddering at the world kill. "I don't want to kill him, I just want him to go through the pain of my wasted years and careers, him cheating on me, I want to ruin his mistress, ruin his company and make him regret ever doing everything he did to me," I said resolutely, earning a smile from Russo. "Now that's a Russo, get to bed, I'll assign an assistant to you tomorrow," he said and stood up from before me. "I don't need an Assistant, I can do it myself..."

The leather seat was cold and somehow, Chad seated next to her made the entire air freaking hot. Her boss was none other than Chad Steele, billionaire heir and Playboy of the city. He was a ruthless businessman and a cassanova. Chad Steele wasn't one to settle for anything, not even in business. Woman fell all over him and he had his daily pick. When Olivia had gotten an appointment letter from Steele Inc, she'd made herself a promise to stay away from her boss, but clearly fate has other plans. Somehow, she ended up his secretary after the last one resigned without reason and now, the very man she planned to avoid was in her face 24/7.

Katrina I just met a handsome man, what a lucky day today. Is he taken or married? I hope he's not. We have arrived at 25th floor of this building. I went off searching for the CEO's office, when the man walked ahead of me. He's walking in the direction of the CEO's office. Don't tell me, he's here for the interview. It can't be! He opened the door of the CEO's office. I walked after him and knocked the door infront of me. "Come in" says inside the room. I opened the door and shocked to see him in the swivel chair of the CEO. Is he the CEO? Uh..uhm I am Katrina Jones. I am here for the interview. "Have a sit Ms. Jones." I sat down infront of him. He flip the pages of my CV. "So, you are grad

Sleeping with your new boss is not the kind of thing that looks good on anyone's resume, not to mention the awkwardness it creates around the office. And two... I was pissed. I want you so badly, Aria. I need you" and now he didn't recognize me? What an asshole! With his ridiculous indoor sunglasses, his oh-so-cool cigarette, and his stupid black borderline-tuxedo. I hated him. Work was painfully slow that day. It seemed that the arrival of Logan Mendel. his name was Logan, just plain old Logan, not any of the aforementioned exotic names such as Blaze, Blade, Slade, or Jethro...

And the oldest, Giacomo, grey temples, Roman accent thick as supplì—his own countryman, inside for life since the Banda della Magliana days. They watched Vito the way wolves watch a new dog enter the pen. Giacomo flicked his cigarette away and walked over, slow, no hurry. “Vito Andolini,” he said, voice low. “They told me the Boss finally arrived. Thought you’d be taller.” Vito met his eyes. “They told you wrong. I’m not the boss of anything anymore.” Giacomo smiled without warmth. “In here, everyone’s something. Question is what you’re willing to pay to become it again.”

You answer to me, remember. She nodded and cleared her throat. "The Boss can be cocky, arrogant, controlling, manipulative, hotheaded, and attractive. What makes it worse is that he knows it. He has bloodlust. He stares at people with some undertone of rage, as though he wishes for them to mess up so he can put a bullet in them. However, the moment he looks at you or talks about you, it's gone; he is content. And that is quite far from the man most of us know, who always seems rather isolated. He trusts very few people, which includes his family. He’s searching for something." I stared at Alessia from under my full semi-permanent lashes, before grinning. Alessia was purely talented, no doubt

Mia nodded, and she sat down next to her. The boss pouted: "Long time no see, are you still so cold?" Mia opened her laptop to continue typing the manuscript, she found it more interesting than sitting and talking with this boring man. The boss is used to this coldness of Mia: "I heard you disappeared for 3 months and then came back?" Mia looked him straight in the eye: “What? What do you think about me?" The boss shook his head repeatedly: “No, I dare not have an opinion. I won't bother you anymore, you can continue writing novels."