Boss Is A Control Freak Novels & Stories

I decided to act like I didn't hear him. "Like I was saying, you both know about my sudden engagement to Sophia." "Your girlfriend's step sister." Sammie noted. "Yes. That girl is a pain in the flesh. She is so rude and bossy. I really want to tame her." I told them. Sammie and Zayn looked at each other before shaking their headsheads. "If you want to make her less bossy, why don't you apply the principle?" Sammie asked. I looked at him confused.

I squirmed uncomfortably in my seat. "Oh, you'll see", the brunette said, "You just haven't spent enough time around her. She made me cry on my first day" "Yeah, and she demanded a 9,000-word report on her desk by the end of the day on mine", another woman to my left spoke up. "So she's a hard-ass, she's the boss so it comes with the title", I shrugged. The other's scoffed at my response. "No wonder she's all alone. I don't think I've ever seen her in a relationship before"

When they had arrived there, Heart and the assistant of the chairman were facing the view and both of them were watching the clear blue sky while feeling air breeze. “To be honest, I heard your rants, Miss Reina.” The assistant of the chairman said while watching the sky. Heart felt so embarrassed and looked at her. She bowed at her and apologized. “I am so sorry about that. I did not mean it. I am just..” Heart was trying to explain. But then the assistant of the chairman looked at her and smiled. She shook her head and grabbed Heart’s hands and held them. “I understand, we will have frustrations about our boss but at the end of the day, they are still our boss. They might have some mood sw

I leaned towards him. "No," he answered dryly. "Why are you so worried about Romario then?" Who owes nothing, fears nothing. Romario also bowed. "I'm not afraid of anything," he replied, "But your boss better watch out, I don't like them getting in my way." "Don't mess with Romario," I defended him, I didn't know why, but I felt like defending him. Romario was a good person. "Why do you defend your boss so much?" Is there something between you two?

(“Are you joking Michael? Don’t talk bullshit!” “Michael, I’m the head of your security both in this business and in this family, and that man’s inexperienced son was able to outmaneuver us. That’s a slap on my face and on this family.” She said in a bitter tone. Alba was not someone who liked failure. She was a true boss, and if she wasn’t his friend and she decided to become a boss, he knows that she would be a fierce opponent in the mafia world.

Fortunately my emotions are still under control. "You yourself also pretend to ask me even though you can already read my movements" he replied lazily. He brushed back his slightly long dark blond hair and then looked at me again. "Now that we've both finished pleasantries, let's talk business." He held up his hand inviting me to sit on his gray sofa. I clenched my fists because I was still angry. Even though so far I have never lost my control when it comes to feelings or emotions, but since Eleanor came into my life and since the birth of the twins, I always lose control very quickly when there is a problem involving them.

she says once again, sounding more agitated by the passing second while ushering me in the direction of the dining room. “ You wouldn’t want to irritate your bosses." My said bosses are some of the most intimidating people that you might ever get to meet. I don’t say this because I have seen them get furious and lash out at people, even though I have. I’m saying this because they are some of the most influential people to walk this planet and their aura alone is enough to intimidate you. They belong in the upper echelon of the high class society. They make and destroy people without having to lift a finger or move from their chairs.

he starts to speak and my day starts to get worse "The night's partying must have been good, but here we have rules about working and delivering documents on time.” I look away from his beautiful eyes. " Yes, sir. Excuse me, sir.” He extends the coffee mug, its delightful aroma wafting through the air, much like his cologne. My boss dons a black suit that complements his dark hair and a sky-blue tie that harmonizes with his eyes. How can he be this good-looking? "I hope it doesn't happen again."

I joked. “You can count on me for that. I have started to love torturing James as well,” he laughed, a little sadistically. “He must be working overtime even right now.” “Oh, wow. I better not be getting on your bad side then,” I joked. “Well, you better be careful then. It can be very easy to get on my bad side,” he said, his tone carrying a hint of tease. “I will keep in mind to butter you up everyday.” I gave him a mock salute and said, “To start with, you look very handsome, Boss!”

“Young people need to work hard. If you work hard, you’ll be rewarded. At the end of the year, I’ll give out shares based on how much each person worked. Everyone will get a bonus! “Today, Kaden cleaned the restroom without being asked. He’ll get a 0.01% increase in shares at the end of the year, and I’ve noted it down. Everyone should follow his example.” Jennifer Tadley, our boss, was a woman in her forties. She wore a lot of makeup, and we could smell her pungent perfume when she walked by.