Boss Bride Days Novels & Stories

"Sure" I could sense she was feeling a little awkward, nervous even. I knew for a fact that this wasn't the sort of thing she was used to... waking up to a man on her couch, naked, let alone an employee. "So, last night was pretty fun. Who knew the boss was such a party girl?", I teased to ease the tension. She almost flinched at the mention of her title. "Hmm" "So that really wasn't your scene?" "A dark, stinking hole of a club in the dirty streets of NYC? No, I'm more of an uptown girl"

"What in heaven's name are you doing here?" "I came to see—no hear your voice and don't open the door because if you do, I'm f*cking you so hard that our wedding day will have to be postponed." Lexie smirked. "I wouldn't mind." Zheme groaned out, he should've known threatening her with sex would do anything but turn her on, yet he continued. "I swear to god Lexie, I'm gonna bend you over the dresser and...and..." "And nothing." An arm latched onto his, pulling him without restraint away from the door. "It's time!"

she said as she began to take off the black dress, "I think everything we got yesterday is fine." Megan went back to her seat. "Yeah, well I know that but today is your first day. You have to look real good. You're going to be introduced to the rest of the staff, you know… and how are you going to impress that new boss of yours. You said he was a hottie."

“Oh, come on! It’ll make them squirm! That is, If their hearts haven’t been eaten by termites. At least their stomachs will twist a little.” “Zoe—” “Nope. You’re going.” Isabella stared at the invitation, the corner of her mouth twitching. “You realize Vincent Sinclair, Our boss might be there, right? The last thing I need is to embarrass him again.” Zoe smirked, sipping her water through the straw. “You mean the same Vincent Sinclair whose arms were around you in those pictures?” Isabella turned crimson. “Zoe! I told you it was all a hoax.” “Fine, fine.” Zoe waved a hand, all faux innocence. “You can go for the free champagne, then.”

Let him watch as she unbuttoned her blouse slowly, as she stepped out of her skirt and folded it carefully, as she unhooked her bra and let it fall to the floor. She’d learned his rhythms the way he’d learned hers. Fridays were gentle. Easing her back into submission after days of independence. He’d touch her slowly, worship her body with his hands and mouth, bring her to orgasm before ever entering her. He understood that she needed time to transition, to shed the professional armor she wore all week, to remember how to let go. Saturdays were more intense.

As I sat there, watching the workers move around swiftly, I couldn’t help but notice how the shop was filled with an array of beautiful gowns, each more stunning than the last. The day after tomorrow was the big day - my wedding day. I couldn't believe it was finally happening. Gabby and I had been planning this day for what felt like forever, and now it was almost here. Since the delivery was running a bit late, I decided to look around the shop instead, while I sipped on the champagne that they had provided. I had just been to a cake tasting earlier with Gabby before we separated, and the alcohol seemed blissful after all the cakes I had consumed.

"My lord, Beta Brendo of the Darkmoon pack is here with the bride." My eyes snapped open, and my head exploded with confusion. Who is Beta Brendo of the Darkmoon Pack? And whose bride is here? Surely not Baron's lost bride - Cinderella. Yes, that was her name. Bride! This word had succeeded in blunting my aroused senses immediately. Baron stood up, rearranged his tunic, and asked, "Where are they?" "Inside the hall, my lord." "Take them to my office and tell someone to entertain them. I will join them shortly."

Greg and Lana would follow directly to the Waldorf Astoria Hotel, as would Alice and Luke. Luckily Elliot and Rosie fell asleep halfway to the Dostov clan headquarters. Because no one knows what to wear in the ceremony later, so we wear casual clothes but still look formal. Elliot wore jean overalls and a matching shirt, while Rosie wore a lilac knit dress. Dostov said for the sake of peace ... aka so that the twins wouldn't be scared, he would only invite four members of his clan to formalize our membership tonight. It turns out that taking the baby out is a very, very troublesome thing. We carry a special bag for diapers, milk bottles, blood bottles, and other equipment. Nick himself arran