Boss Lady Book Novels & Stories

John was looking at his boss who was being too harsh at his colleagues and wondered the reason for his boss’s angry demeanour. But if he is getting it right it must be Miss Fletcher because his name boss never behaved like that no matter what trouble came his way he had always been very polite and considerate to his employees. It seems Miss Darcy was the only one who could make his boss lose his temper. He heaved a sigh of relief when the meeting was over and noticed then that every individual sitting in the conference room was crossing their fingers so that the boss would not return and just leave them alone for some time so that they could go and enjoy a cup of coffee.

Sunshine introduced me. "We know. He is the one who bears Miss Alice for the rest of us." The guy sitting beside me chuckled as he punched my arm. I moved away from him awkwardly, rubbing where he had just punched me. "Ssshhh, that bitch has her ears everywhere," another guy stated, and I felt uncomfortable hearing that. Yes, she wasn't an angel, but still, calling her a bitch was too much. She was the CEO and as our boss, she deserved some respect.

"So, boss, I guess that you have gotten my proposal?" Annabella was wearing an evening gown and sat temptingly on the white and black sheeted bed. Her hair had been tousled to the side, and from the way she looked in her position, she had barely anything on underneath her robe. "It served as an irresistible invitation, Bella, and you understand that I wasn't going to turn down an attractive woman such as yourself. Turning down that kind of proposal is not a thing that a good boss or a man such as myself does, you know."

I said as I dragged Damon outside the cable car. Author's Note: It's FINISHED!!! Thank you so much to those people who read My Sassy Boss! I know there were lots of grammar mistakes and typos but I promise to fully edit it. Thank you for your patience and unending love! BTW, THERE WILL BE A BOOK TWO!

' reply Erika. [I was able to attend the event to see the author held at the hotel yesterday. I heard from the application of the ZE novel if you're sick. I mean parties ZE novels tell if the author of the novel 'My Boss,' sick. When there is a reader who asked the continuation of the novel.] [Actually, you're sick what? Why so often you're sick until the latest chapter of the continuation of 'My Boss' is always late.]

“Let’s go ahead and start on the paperwork and then Jackie should be in to sign off on everything.” “Is she nice to work for?” Bobby asked as he took the seat across from Buzz behind the desk. “Big time. She’s a great boss, hard worker, and a fun one. She loves this place and her staff and will enjoy picking on you.” Bobby nodded, liking the sounds of that. Hell, even if she was old, he enjoyed a great work environment. And truth be told, he got along great with everyone, so he couldn’t see why he would have any problems. And honestly, if he was smart, and quiet, he was sure he could find some good fuck bodies around here.

She stumbled through the hallway, past cubicles and confused coworkers, until she spotted the supply closet at the end of the hall. She shoved the door open and slipped inside, slamming it shut behind her. She twisted the lock with her shaking fingers. She pressed her back against the wall, gasping for air. Her hands trembled violently. Her mind replayed the image again and again, Lucien’s fangs, sharp and inhuman, glinting under his office lights as he held that lady’s neck like prey. Her heart was beating so hard she thought it might burst through her ribs. Fangs. She’d seen fangs. Real ones. On her boss.

It was so unexpected. My mother-in-law, Mrs. Morrison, had told me Camilla was back, and she's the president of a big company like The Wesley Group. It doesn't make sense that the same girl we discarded years ago came back as a boss with such power in the same city and even had a child.

However, when he spun to leave, he found his boss standing in the hallway. “You left this,” she said flatly as if nothing unusual had happened. Presenting the book to him, she balanced a small box on top of it. She looked better now, more proper with her buttons all done and her coat over her body. The desire remained in her scent but toned down. “What’s this?” He took the book and the box, quickly opening it. “No!” Chief Carson exclaimed, making his stop. “Open it at home. When you’re alone.” Greg opened his mouth to protest, but his boss cut him off again.

But look how far I got. I am a werewolf, the Luna of a Pack. And most importantly, my boss is a werewolf! THE END