Bossy Boss Novels & Stories

“That’s not how you talk to your boss.” I took a deep breath to calm my nerves. "Seriously Nate, I can't keep up with your mood swings. Two weeks ago, I thought we were doing just fine. We weren’t best buddies or anything but I thought we could have a normal boss-employee relationship while leaving the past behind. But after dinner at the restaurant, you did a whole 180° and started being a jerk to me all over again. Even today, you didn't even ask me if I had plans, just ordered me to get here straight or lose my job."

"Show-off." Tony rolled his eyes as Sierra stepped out. "You just don't get it. This is called being ceremonious." Sierra blinked. Were they really arguing over something like this? It was as if Marcus had flipped some strange switch inside his brain the moment Tony joined them. "Miss is our boss now, and a boss should come across as serious and capable." "What's with the stereotype?" Tony looked pleased with himself as he closed the door behind Sierra. "Being our boss is a status, not a personality."

I screamed. The boss is also delectable! This is completely ridiculous. Totally insane! Dazzling! And take note! The size, the fat, and the length! No wonder my boss has had many women he bedded for the past years. He is very greedy in the woman's flesh. 'It's good and not human flesh, but my boss is turning into a ghost.' I shout in my mind. but if you think the boss is really greedy for meat, it's just mussels. He was really blessed in this matter.

Such a brave girl. “And why is that?” “I just find it inappropriate to live with my bosses.” She put forth plainly. “And in that pretty little head of yours, you still think we have a simple boss-employee relationship? Honey, are you talking about the very same bosses who know every inch of your body, who know how your moans sound like when they pound into you; who know how your face looks like when your body trembles from the pleasure that they bring to you. You mean those bosses? We might as well as put a ring on your finger because you are ours.”

The Boss tilted his head slightly, his gray eyes scanning through them. “So, what exactly were you chasing?” One of the goons fumbled for words. “Uh—there was a girl. Tiny thing. We thought maybe we should grab her, y’know… just in case she saw something.” The Boss’s gaze didn’t budge. “And what about the job I gave you?” “Bobby’s handling it, Boss! We just—” “You just what?, thought you could slack off,” the Boss interrupted, his voice turning cold. “Do I look like I’m paying you to screw around?”

They get to me and one slap me What's your name he scream at me Boss : Jay-Z , king Kong leave her They leave me Boss : what just happened I remember all what happened clearly Jasmine : the first guy takes three steps cause he is on rage for me not to reply you and the second takes four cause he is less on rage than him , the first guy slapped me with a little release in his strength maybe just to scared me you called them and they both takes four four step back now thier not angry and they are expecting what you will do and now all you do next is to asked me question Boss : woww the doctor is right her brain is not ordinary Jasmine: please what's my name Boss : you're the queen the blood fo

His little angel is the most lovely. "Master, are you ok..." Jack was worried. Boss has been staring in the direction where Miss Swann disappeared for five minutes without moving. The man who has always been overbearing, arrogant, and invincible exudes a sweet and greasy smell, and the corners of his lips are curved more upwards. The word "fool" came out of Jack's mind. He quickly waved away the inappropriate terms in his mind and comforted himself in his heart, My boss is just in love, and his brain is in chaos. Don't think wildly, don't think wildly.

Not my beautiful little princess! AMBER’S POINT OF VIEW The jerk from the other day is even more annoying than I thought, he is even more annoying as my boss. Annoying? More like crazy, he is a crazy crazy boss! Everything about him pisses me off! He is proud and entitled and…ah! He acts like a spoiled brat, he has to get everything he wants or else he would literally rain down hell on all of us here in the company. It’s like babysitting a spoiled brat! Absolutely annoying!

She coldly replied while seizing her figure for some time. What's wrong with this bitch? Ella inwardly yelled. "The boss's office is on the twelfth floor. Good luck" She smirked, giving Ella an unsettling feeling. Ella hurriedly made her way to the boss's office while her heels made a clicking sound in the hallway, capturing the attention of some employees who ogled at her curves while others frowned at her noisy steps. Ella finally entered the elevator. She has never been this nervous in her life, she pressed her sweaty fingers together and muttered some words.

"Why? If he needed something, he would say so." "Hey!" she throws the cloth that was on her apron on my arm. "What's that? That's not the kind of treatment we should offer to the boss's son." "What's wrong with what I said?" I looked incredulous after her reaction. "We should always be available, even if he doesn't need it." "We always do something for Mr. Scott when he asks, why would it be different with his son? You're sounding like you're praising him, Betty." I cross my arms, astounded.