Bossun Sket Dance Novels & Stories

He glances over his shoulder — and blinks. “…Is that your boss?” Ethan lowers the menu one inch. Our eyes meet. YEP. It’s him. In disguise. I whisper, horrified, “HE’S STALKING US LIKE A K-DRAMA VILLAIN!” Daniel stifles a laugh. “Should I wave?” “No! Don’t feed the drama monster!” Just when I think things can’t get worse, the waiter brings over a slice of strawberry cake. Daniel smiles. “You should try it. It’s their specialty.”

She's been doing this kind of dance for so long, but then it feels like in front of this man, she seems inexperienced and clumsy. She obey his order, she dance with different movements. She starts lifting her leg and then lowering it, moving her torso from side to side, flexing her arms, twisting her body and swaying her shoulders. Boss BD's jaw clenched as he watches her performing and he couldn't stop himself from staring at how her long legs are moving in sync with the rhythm of the music. His hands gripped tightly onto the edge of the desk beside him as he bites his lower lip, watching her moves.

She sat cross-legged on the floor with a laptop balanced on her knees. The moment I entered, everyone looked up simultaneously. Their eyes immediately widened and Jasmine grinned first. “That dress is absolutely gorgeous and makes you look like somebody’s billionaire girlfriend.” I rolled my eyes. Jasmine leaned forward excitedly. “Did you enjoy your date with your handsome boss?” “What exactly are you talking about? No, rather how did you know I was with my boss?” My mother smiled warmly. “Your boss stopped by shortly after you left. He said he wanted permission to take you out for dinner.”

“Did your parents ever dance? Like that line in your favourite song?” “As we dance to the raging storm, our figures swaying gracefully,” Skye quoted then nodded, wondering where Brite was going with this. “Yeah, not often, but sometimes.” “You know how to dance, right, Boss? I remember you grumbling about all the lesson’s one time we went drinking.” Skye’s eyes went wide at the realization where this was going. He moved back from his mate, alarmed and unsure even as Trace pulled his wooden flute out of his pocket with a grin.

Beauty grinned, stood on the dance floor as Tiny danced around her and watched everyone else dance. Jessie laughed, happy not to see fear on the other woman’s face while in the midst of such a large crowd of people. A few things became apparent to Jessie about Species as she danced in a group of them. They danced together but not as couples for the most part, just grouped together with everyone. She relaxed more and just went with the music. Breeze leaned in. “Teach me something sexy.” Jessie stopped swaying to the beat. “Like what?”

The girl wanted to get out of there, but Clara was suddenly not by her side, making Rose uneasy. "This is my friend, Boss. She needs a job and a lot of extra money." Clara suddenly appeared with a tall man wearing a very large gold chain necklace. "Hmm… that's fine. She can be a guest companion, a drink seller, a waiter or maybe you can be a dancer?" The man who was called Boss looked at Rose. "Can you dance?" Rose looked at Clara and the Boss didn't understand. None of their words made her understand the kind of work in this place.

She do as I say she sat down and crossed her legs together. She's wearing a black mini skirt and a white blouse with pumps to complement her looks. Her skirt went up and I can see her flawless milky legs. I swallowed my own spit, looked away from her and started reading her CV. Hmmm she's good at this job and has potentials in this position.

His mind now wondered to what was going on and what his son was up to, to bring someone and allow her to wear such a garment was strange even for his son. ~ Skye after bowing to Anberine politely silently started their dance, ignoring the wide berth they were being given. Instead they danced almost as if they were experts to the surprise of their spectators. Despite trying to keep her head calm, Anberine kept her eyes on Skye who gave her slight assured looks. Allowing her to know that she was doing well, considering one month’s worth of dancing would make a person a wreck in public. Once the music ended, the pair bowed politely until they held the other’s arm.

Skye laughed nervously. “There’s nothing more we can do until we know we have more people to help,” sighed Grandma Rosie. “The Winter Dance is the biggest event of the year – we can make an educated guess that the demon will show up there. Demons are drawn to violence, so all we can do is stage an act of violence and hope that our demon is, well, attracted to it.”

she offered. “Sign me up,” Kevin said, raising his hand. “Me too,” Jake added. “Alright,” Lisa said. “Marna can teach Jake, and I’ll take care of Kevin.” She noticed Marna blush. “Great. Let’s get the next song. Two-step or ‘sokkie’?” “What’s a ‘sokkie’?” Kevin asked. “It’s a close dance with turns and swings—like JP and I did,” Lisa explained. “That one!” both Jake and Kevin said.