Boss Black Dress Novels & Stories

KATHERINE'S POV "No... Hazel, definitely not!" I was staring at the dress Hazel showcased in front of me and shook my head. There's no way she expected me to wear something like that to the club, no, anywhere. It was a sheer seductive black gown that looked short as hell. Definitely not something a CEO should be caught wearing. "Oh come on, Katherine, be open-minded. This is really good, especially for our mission for tonight and what's that mission?"

– Alex,’" Sasha read aloud, then gave me a quizzical look. Our dinner. That’s the only phrase my brain latched onto. I was still processing it when Sasha’s voice cut through my daze. “Wait, are you blushing?” she asked, eyes wide. “Oh my God, you like him!” I tried to school my expression but ended up blushing even harder. “What? No! He is my boss,” I said, a little too defensively, as I pulled the dress out of the box. A peach, short, sequined spaghetti-strap dress with a slit that screamed anything but “business casual.” Wasn’t this supposed to be a dinner with a client? Why did he send me this?

For some nonsense event in which the whole school is invited just to showcase how much money and position in someone's hold? "No! I will not!" She retarded in her blunt tone. She was wearing a cylinder cut smothering black dress that was hovering her figure perfectly. Its neck was perfectly slithered making her shoulders and caller come even sexier and the length of the dress was just above the knees. To complete the look she has straightened her hair and parted them from the middle so that it can hang proudly on her smouldering shoulders. And if you have to ask about my dress? Mine is also in black though I didn't want to wear black still my request friend had this thought to make ourselves

In the small well furnished chamber, they both sat on the long black couch with their hands resting on each other, watching Elsa Boseman walk into the chambers. She was dressed in a long silver corset dress and black heels which made sounds as she walked. She took her seat on the couch opposite them and one of the men poured drink in the glass on the table before her. She crossed her legs stylishly as the glass was handed over to her, and her eyes fixed on the couple sitting together before her with smiles on their faces.

Naomi replied without taking a second glance, and then she dashed out of the room “Where are you going to?” Ruby asked but didn’t get a response, a few seconds later Naomi came back with a red dress in hand “This is perfect Ruby” Naomi said holding up the dress for Ruby to see. It was a v-neck, long-sleeved gown with little accessories attached to the side, it has a little split at the back and its length is moderate, not too long but not too short giving the perfect boss babe vibe. “You would look amazing in this, especially if you pair it with your black stiletto heels and your favourite black satchel bag...Perfect” Naomi said

However, there were also men who sighed at her unique beauty and discreet sensuality, and women who admired and envied her appearance, particularly on that morning when she had chosen a fitted black Herve Leger dress, Miu Miu Peep-Toes, and a beautiful pink Reed Kakroff handbag. Her attitude toward the assistant was no different. She took the frappuccino cup from him without asking or thanking, practically throwing her bag on him. However, it was too early for him to think that it was just another day. After all, nothing is so bad that it can't get worse. "About the People's Choice Awards... What do you have to tell me?" she asked, taking a seat. "Regarding the event coverage, team meeting a

HIS DEADLY OBSESSION. Chapter 28. “This will look good on you,” Rosealba mumbled as he presented the black dress to Lina, her cheeks beaming with smiles. Lina dropped the blue dress on her hand, reaching for the black dress that Rosealba stretched to her. Her lips were pressed into a thin line as she examined the dress, scanning it with her eyes. “No. I think this will look better on you.” Lina countered, pressing the clothes to Rosealba’s chest and turning to grab her blue dress.

God, I just hope he isn’t one of the CEOs from Hunter and Russo Industries. Shaking my head to clear my thoughts, I pull myself up from the bed and go to the en suite bathroom to freshen up. After that, I make my way to the closet where I spent half of the noon unpacking. I choose a simple black bodycon dress with a crisscross back and sweetheart neckline. It wasn’t too revealing and gave a teasing glimpse of my cleavage. After putting the dress on, I brush my hair into a high ponytail, so that my neck is visible and apply mascara and blush pink lip-gloss to make myself look presentable.

[Vanessa] Lisa stepped into the suite and handed me a maid’s uniform. “Sorry it’s a bit sweaty, Mrs. Haz,” she hands me a bag. “Oh, and watch out for the housekeeper, she’s a real bitch.” It’s a bit surreal seeing her dressed as me from earlier today. Once BLACKEAGLE headquarters knew which dress I was going to wear, they quickly duplicated down to the mask, gloves, and jewelry. It probably helped that my tricky mobster had designed all of those dresses for me months ago. All the maids had to do was report back and they could pull up the specs and patterns. I guess if they can produce high-grade military armor in less than a day, a dress is nothing.

He had a killer face on and I saw the Italian boss in front of me. "I mean what I said Violet. Be ready 8 or I swear it will not end good." He snapped and left the office. "Fuck you." I murmured leaving the office behind him. "Miss Violet, boss ordered a dress for you and you should get ready. Please follow me." Greta said. I sighed and followed her. I entered the room and saw a beautiful light pink dress on my bed. It was breath taking. Actually it is a gown. with long sleeves, and roses scattered on it. Whoever was choosing these dresses has a good taste.