Novel & Cerita Bob X Bosip

“Do they chase squirrels in suits? File their taxes with bloody claws? Sit in board meetings howling at the moon during coffee breaks?” The engine sputtered to life. I shook my head, trying to push away the ridiculous images. I had no idea where to even start with this impossible mission, and time was slipping through my fingers like sand. That’s when I saw a large poster plastered on a wall at the corner. ‘Personal Assistant Needed for Mr. Ryder West. Immediate Start. Apply in Person.’ My hands froze on the steering wheel. “Could it really be this easy?” **** The next morning, I stood in front of my small mirror, smoothing down the only decent black dress I owned.

“Originally, it was my mom’s idea. But I loved it. It’s my way of showing love to all my fans.” “Really? How?” the reporter pressed. “Well, colours are vibrant, loud, unapologetically beautiful… just like my love for my fans. Come and celebrate love with me!” Boom. Mic drop. Flashback over. Bob came up, looking as dapper as a red tux and polished white shoes could make a man look. He even had a red rose tucked in his breast pocket like a hopeless romantic from a soap opera. “The boys are here,” he announced. “You need to chill,” I said, waving a hand. “Go hang with your wife. Enjoy the party you’ve been screaming at people over.”

my boss said standing in the doorway " Who? Am just an intern " "He requested for you, so you better sign him" "What, i Don't even know him" "Are you sure," "Yes, i have never seen him before" "Then meet with him, see what all this is about" "What time?" "Right now, he is in the Clement hotel down the street waiting for you"

Phobos calls out to his beta who comes to stand into the light from the umbrae his hands clasped behind his back head slightly bowed awaiting his Alpha's command. "Ano, králi." (Yes, King) "Vezmi s sebou Arguse. To nemusí být svědkem." Phobos pays heed to her wishes subduing the upset female in front of him. She is the only one he listens to other than me. (Take Argus with you. He does not need to witness this)

Aisha sobbed. "Dami?"the man finally moved his head. "Yes Dami" "There's no Dami here please go" the man said then continued to watch his movie on the wall. Aisha turned to leave, convincing this man to see Dami will be hard,she thought. If Dami was a drug dealer,the thought of it made her eyes teary, then he would have a drug Lord name or something. What if...?. She turned. "I'm here to see Boss,he told me to tell you that" she said with a little confidence in her voice.

“What the heck happened to you?” Alba asked as she saw her boss come inside her office with a small lopsided smile on his annoyingly handsome face, and a wet suit with what looks like coffee, “Why are you wet with coffee, why are you not screaming, and why do you look like you’re higher than that american rapper, Snoop Dogg?” she asked without taking a single breath. She ended her questioning with sarcasm just to erase teh stupid smile on his face.

"Excuse me sir Haris, let's please come to the office. My boss is already waiting inside." Haris looked at Evan who stood in front of him. "Oh ok, ok." Haris and then insert the phone into the pocket of the pants. Then he took a black bag that he put on the table. He walked towards the room Jimmy accompany Evan. While Jimmy was already in his office, he sat down in the chair that he used for work. His face looks tired, maybe because of his long journey from Germany to Indonesia.

The blue visor over his eyes flickered rapidly, processing his failed attack with computer like calculations. System detected physical obstruction, BOSS said in his stiff, mechanical voice. Reconfiguring target elimination tactics. BOSS! It’s me, Bima! Bima shouted, stepping forward to face his former ally with a sharp yet pained look in his eyes. Remember the soto flavored instant noodles we made? Remember the hot steam that made your eyes water when we celebrated our victory? Bima continued, trying to tap into the man's humanity. BOSS’s hand holding the scanner trembled for a split second, a small anomaly amidst his highly precise, mechanical movements.

Bobby entered walking in with his laptop, he's the genius among them and also very deadly when it's comes to combat. "Two pouches bobby" Hardin said and they all shouted. Bobby is known for his heavy and bone cracking pouch his teeth will definitely fall out. "Sorry bro," Bobby said. He landed his two pouches on his face and he fell down on the floor with burst lips blood gushing out of it. "Leave him alone!" Hardin ordered immediately Popsy made an attempt to help him. "On your feet now!" He yelled and he struggled up. He looks at Natasha and looks at the one on the floor.

“Sorry Boss.” “No, you’re right, keep your eyes on Beth, I will work on Abby and hopefully we can figure this out, get the hell out of America and back to our world,” Bobby said before hanging up. He hated that fact he knew he had to talk to his father about the Russians, now he had two different wars going on, he didn’t want to deal with either one. If he could get Beth out and Abby out, both wars would be over. Bobby needed the wars to stop, he needed the Russians on his side, that way he could get Abby out safely, as well as Beth. Closing his eyes, he had a migraine coming on and he knew this one was going to be bad. He took a couple of painkillers. He hated taking them but had no choice.