Boss B Lyrics Novels & Stories

Given the coolness of the air and relative dark ambiance, this confirms my suspicions that they have me locked up underground somewhere. The Boss enters a few seconds later, a phone in hand. “She’s right here,” he says to whoever’s on the other end of the line. He approaches and holds the device up to my ear, bringing along with him that wondrous scent of spice. “Talk,” he orders bluntly. He’s close enough that I could probably bite his thumb clean off, but I decide against it, for now. “Hello?” I answer.

I just wanted to look into her eyes, to see if she wanted this as much as I did. I wasn't disappointed, I could see the same lust I felt reflected in her almost desperate gaze. She was all but melting in my embrace, and excitement rushed through me. She was all but putty in my hands, and I was anticipating the night ahead. Gone was the cold, distant boss. In front of me stood a woman who wanted, no, needed to be pleased. "Tonight", I heard myself speak though I hardly recognised the rough voice that came out of the depths of my throat, "I'm the boss".

The Boss mimics demonstrating fake tears and his boys roared in laughter, as their grips tightened on me. "Bring the girl!" The Boss instructed, with a clap. A young brunette girl was brought in. She looked half-naked, the flimsy gown she wore barely covered her cleavages down to her ass cracks made noticeable as she walked. She had sea-blue eyes, with an innocence that was captivating and pure. "Hey, will you walk!" The Boss raged, the girl stood at the corner fidgeting with her fingers and the hem of her short dress. She looked like a scared mouse, oblivious of her environment.

, I said to him. But suddenly, he heard a familiar voice, “Boss! It is the time for her to go” I turned only to see the traitor. No! No! Not this again. Why are they together? “Let's go babygirl”, the Traitor said And darkness consumed me. ... ... Thank you ShineeSunshine ❤️

There is blood covering his teeth, giving him a menacing look. “Well- well, what do we have here? The girl with the scar. So, you are the one we have been looking for. They made you out like a monster, but you are a pretty little thing. I will let the boss know, as soon as I have had a taste of you first” he says flicking his tongue in and out of his mouth. The only thing I can focus on is that blood on his teeth.

“The Boss sent this for you.” I held out my hands, and he dropped a white, rectangular box into them. It was a top-of-the-line smartphone, the most expensive model being advertised. I stood there, completely stunned. “There must be a mistake… This…” “The Boss doesn’t make mistakes,” he said, turning his back and walking away, leaving me confused with the box in my hands. I hid it under my apron and hurried back to my room.

Olivia's laugh could make any of his bad days turn into a blissful day in a minute Boss: How do I d******d a voice recorder from the message Steve: You keep your finger pressed on that voice record and then tap on save Steve: You are still talking to Olivia? Boss: Yes Boss: Thanks Steve: She is sending you voice records?? Boss: That's none of your business Steve: YOU TWO ARE ALREADY SEXTING??? Boss: We are not shut the hell up Steve: Was that strangled noise I heard from your office a moan? Steve: You moan strangely, Boss. It sounded like you choked to death *You are blocked by this number* Olivia: Sooo Olivia: Is my laugh that ugly Olivia: You need a whole minute to recover from it?

If this was your tonight’s concert your fans would have gone crazy. - You think so? Did I do well? - Well? Don’t underestimate yourself, you did great! - I was afraid that due to my sadness I wouldn’t be able to play again. Still, I would wish to not appear yet in front of my fans. I should discuss this with Bob. Have you seen him? Bob? - No I haven’t, I had all eyes on you. - Strange…oh, there he is. Bob was opening the studio door using his massive body and in his hands was holding two cappuccinos and an expresso. He must have done his homework well.

"I'm feeling like a dynamite.. Ready to explode right up in the sky.. I need you to listen, I need you to hear.. And don't show any fear.." Nica smiled, a smile that indicates sadness, as she listens to the song. She looked around when the singing stopped. He did not seem to like the reaction registered on her face, so he did not finish singing the song. The waiter approached Nica and apologized. "Ma'am, Big Boss said he is sorry because he dedicated you the wrong song."

“There’ll be so many heartbroken ladies if we disappear. Poor babes of mine. So, if anyone happens to see a kid who looks like Boss, report it immediately. And meet me at my condo, 9:00 P.M. sharp, wear something sed*ctive and be ready to fu—uh, I mean, to meet here in the CCTV room. So help us, fellow citizens.” I let out a soft laugh at their absurd tone over the speakers. “Anyway, it’s Boss’s mini-me we’re talking about. If you see a kid with a frowning face and a grumpy vibe, that’s definitely the one. No joke. Like father, like child—what the tree is, so is the fruit. What are you waiting for? Let’s go! Hahaha! Ahem, oh my god! Help us, people! I don’t wanna die yet! What’ll happen to m