Boss For Me Mga Nobela at Kwento

“I’m not skipping work for some forced lunch with people I barely know. And let’s not forget—he didn’t even bother showing up yesterday. What makes you think he’ll be there this time?” Misaki sighed, as if Keira were a petulant child. “He had a business emergency, because he’s running a multi-billion-dollar company instead of scraping by like some mere employee.” She waved a hand. “Keira, don’t be difficult. This is important. For both our families. For your future.” Keira scoffed. “My future? Or the one you’re so desperate to control?” Her expression hardened. “And for the record, I got promoted today. So, no, I’m not some ‘mere employee.’”

He thought killing one of my employees and torturing the other would get him the information he desperately needs but this is all a lie. It does not matter how much torture he puts them through, they have been programmed to die for me and they will gladly do so. “Boss. Should we tell them to cut it off? You said to scare him." One of my workers asks. I take out a gun and point it at him“And if you do not want to lose your tongue then maybe you should not come to me with all your foolish suggestions." His eyes open in shock and he takes a few steps backward. “I am sorry boss." He apologizes.

“He even gave me this today. Said it would protect me.” Lydia’s eyes sparkled as she looked at the pendant. “That’s beautiful! And thoughtful. Most bosses don’t give gifts like that. Are you two…?” “No!” I said quickly, waving my hands. “Nothing like that. He just said he wants to be friends. Even though he’s my boss.” Lydia grinned and took a bite of her salad. “Friends with the big boss? That could be dangerous… or very interesting. So tell me about you, Clara. What did you do before this job?”

My woman. Heads would roll. I thanked the doctor and walked out of his office. I pulled out my phone and dialed a number I had been preserving for a long time. "Boss. Talk to me." "Someone is messing with what's mine and I need you to find everyone attached to this. I mean every single living soul." "Yes boss." "I'll send you all the details you need. I want results by tonight. Do not keep me waiting." "Consider it done boss."

"Okay!" I came out of stealth, the boss was on his knees, both of his blades thrown away by the minions under my command. With five of my minions holding him down, he had no chance of harming me. I approached the boss. "So how will you serve me?" "I will be your Blade! Please spare me… please my wounds are too severe" "Okay" With a single swoop, I decapitated his head with my claws. After being assaulted by my minions, the boss had only a shred of health left, and I only had to strike him once to finish his miserable life.

He said standing up. “Yeah well, you’re not the God damn Boss,” Bobby growled. He had a headache coming, and his blood pressure was up. “I need to hunt, I will be back in a bit, you will come with me to the club and we will do what we need to.”

I leaned against the closed door, staring at him as he packed his bag. "I didn't see the usual rescuer," I said, furrowing my brow at him. I folded my arms and took a sharp breath when my hand accidentally touched my broken rib. "We've decided to terminate our contract with their agency. Mr. Oswealth thinks hiring fifteen people just to rescue you every time is... wasteful. You know we pay enough for each rescue mission. They charge twice my salary for a single job, with your frequent vacations, I think Crossfire could go bankrupt." He chuckled and sat down in his chair.

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...

Dean said while I nodded my head in agreement with him. "He won't be able to defeat me, don't worry. I'm stronger than you think," he says to me. I rolled my eyes. Men and always trying to boost their egos. "I know that, Tyson. But if you go to him, it might be an ambush against you." The Boss was not to be trusted. "I'll be going with his mum. If I give her some drugs and she gets high a little, she'll be able to do whatever it is I ask her to."

“Boss will be here to see you soon.” “Boss?” I narrowed my eyes on him. “Who is the boss? Please let me leave.” I pleaded, the desperation palpable in my eyes. The man sighed as he picked up the glass. “I don’t answer questions. I’m just a messenger. Boss will be here to see you soon.” He repeated the same message as before like he was programmed to give a certain response. As he turned around to leave, I tried to follow him but I couldn’t even get up. No matter how hard I tried, I still couldn’t move my body.