Boss Lyrics Novels & Stories

The boss smirked at the little kid who desperately tried to stop his own blood from spilling and commanded each of the six individuals to pack up as they all headed out "Don't bother killing the kid. Just leave that orphaned garbage here and let's burn everything down. This boat needs to disappear along with these orphaned traitors. Let the kid share his traitor brother's watery grave." As Michael sat on the waste bags, the boss took off his gloves and threw them in the speedboat that they used, meanwhile revealing the tattoo of a black and red crescent moon on the back of his hand. Michael awaited the group of killers to get in the boat and leave while he tried to press on his wound a littl

I replied returning his smile. "Oh please. Save the sirs for the bosses. As for me, I'm your Louis. And yes I can really tell that you are ready for your day. The bosses will be here in..." he raised his hand and looked at his watch. "...in five minutes." He said with a smile.

In no time he got tired of it too . He decided to play some music that would wake up his spirits and probably kill some boredom. The money wey we get o he no go finish o amen That song one artiste featured Wizkid. His love for Wizkid was more than just the song or any other wizkid's song. He stalked every part of him,from his relationships to his lifestyle.Even most of his dressing were always looks of wizkid's.Yes he's rich,he can afford to buy those designer clothes wizzy wears.

Rosa pointed at herself. "No. I'm talking to the old lady in blue. My apologies ma'am. Of course I'm talking to you" " Who the hell are you? "The boss's sister. Serena is one badass boss I don't play with. Get going" Rosa was really pissed off. She grabbed her bag and angrily left. I saw Rosa and Armando off to their car. I was happy when I saw the car dad gifted me. Theresa and I hugged and she got into their car.

She stops at the head of the table. “Good day gentleman. You can all stand up. The Boss will be entering now” she says and her voice sounds familiar but I just cannot place where I have heard it before. The Boss enters the room with a black cloak covering his face. He walks around the room and takes the seat at the head of the table, right below the vent where Lilliana and I are hiding. The Boss places his hands on the arm rests and I notice a ring on his left small- finger. Johnny has told me about these rings, he has one just like it. The rings are a symbol of your position and rank as a Mafia boss. This Boss has the same symbol on his ring that Johhny has. It carries the engraving of a fa

Even though her full name is Lily Rose, but to me, the name sounds too formal. Dostov looked slightly surprised as he looked at me. He cleared his throat a few times. "Rosie... Lily Rose... it's the same thing," he muttered. "You just need to bring a replica of your daughter and try not to show the doll's face to Carleon. No matter what happens," he continued to me. "What's the difference if Carleon finds out that the one I brought is a fake Rosie in the middle of the event or at the end?" I replied, not understanding. In the end, Alice will finish him off anyway, right?

"Yeah, I'm sorry for the way I acted toward you the last time we saw each other. You were simply doing your job. You didn't deserve such backlash." She let out a soft laugh and waved her hand. "It's alright, Ms. Hayes. You don't need to apologize over something so small." "But I do. It was wrong of me. I assumed the worst without verifying and lashed out at you." She waved her hands. "I can understand. The whole thing was overwhelming for everyone involved." "Not that it was any of my business who the boss dated. I'm sorry if I put you in any tough spot." She giggled, waving her arms. "Although I find it flattering, the boss and I wouldn't work out."

"Please, I'm begging you. Just open your eyes..." Marco and the other men stood back, terrified, having never seen their boss so broken and devastated. "Boss, let her go. The missus... she's gone." Vito looked up, his eyes blazing with a blood-red fury. "Anyone who says another word, I'll kill them!" "Boss, we need to... handle the arrangements..." An old retainer watched from the side, unable to bear it. "A normal birth is a brush with death as it is. But to be bitten by a viper during labor... Mother of God, the hell she must have gone through."

"You should report him. To the board. To HR. To someone who can actually do something." "And say what? That I voluntarily joined a BDSM platform and my boss happened to find me there? That I spent six months following his commands because I liked it? I'd lose my job and my reputation. He'd probably survive—he's the CEO. Rich. Powerful. Connected. I'm just the assistant who got caught doing something embarrassing." Natasha was quiet for a moment. Processing. "Then quit. Walk away. Never see him again. You don't owe him anything, Viv."

I gasped in shock. “They’re accusing Elowen of coercion,” she continued. I felt the room spin. Cassian’s voice went cold. “Then we would expose everything.” That evening, Mr. Blackmoor stood before cameras. “My son has been manipulated,” he declared calmly. “I will protect the integrity of my family and company.” I watched the broadcasts with shaky hands. Cassian turned off the screen. “He crossed it,” I said. “Yes,” Cassian replied. “And so will we.”