Bossy Boss Mga Nobela at Kwento

Theo is no longer willing about these biweekly meetings due to his boss’s wife and her haunting demeanor. There is a strange dynamic between him and the boss lady. Mrs. Aldridge doesn’t pay attention to Theo’s presentations, playing with her things on the desk or being busy with her tablet. She also has a habit of deliberately asking questions about the exact topics that Theo didn’t include in that meeting. She is literally waiting for him to make a mistake, so she can humiliate Theo in front of his boss. Even a little slip of the tongue is enough for her to tease him. So, he needs to end this presentation as soon as possible to free himself from the interrogating gaze of his boss’s woman an

I just want it to be over and done with," I said under my breath. I called once more and still no response. What could be wrong? If I pull this move, he'd send the whole army to look for me, but Mr. Boss will definitely get his way around this; after all, his blue eyes command the crowd. ‎ ‎He could be at a murder crime scene and wouldn't be arrested because the police would fall in love with his blue eyes, curly hair, and chiseled jaw lines, like that of a carefully hand-crafted piece of art. He was something straight out of a mythical book. ‎ ‎His physique and aura made him so unique, his handsome face smooth as a baby's butt. I kept going on and on, delving into his features, till I reali

He said as he answered the phone. "How's your mother?" She inquired, rubbing her temples. "She's fine." He responded anticipating a question from her. So, um, I need you to return the next day; I can't keep driving myself to work; I'm the boss; I need to be driven; that's why you were hired. So you're returning on Sunday, no questions asked. See you later." She hung up the phone. How could she be both heartless and seductive? His mind played tricks on him, causing him to shake off the thought.

Alex was only an intern at Van Boss Jakarta, should he find a woman for his boss? "Why should I be looking for a girl, let alone that kind of girl, I can't even find a girlfriend yet," complained Alex while driving his car. A message arrived on his cell phone. Alex then opened the message while sharing his concentration with the steering wheel of his car. [Within an hour, that woman should arrive at my room!] "Aaarrgh!" shouted Alex in frustration. “The boss is crazy, just a day asking for a woman. I can't hope what kind of office will be if led by someone like that? ” murmured Alex desperately.

Now I wonder what she will do if she sees him. I just let her be. But she’s really naughty, so sometimes I can’t help getting annoyed at her. And besides, what she wants is impossible to happen. It’s over the moon that my boss will like me. He already made it clear to me at the hospital that I am just his employee.

Mike asked in a cold tone while turning around to look into everyone’s eyes. Hearing the sarcastic cold tone of the boss, everyone quickly got serious, moving back to what they were doing before and minding their business. They know not to mess around when the boss is in that particular mood. Maybe his business trip wasn’t successful or didn’t go as planned. They all speculated privately knowing Mike was not the type to snap around at his staff without extreme provocation. He was not the type to laugh around and play with the staff also but he was nevertheless a good boss and a kind man who usually gave his staff gifts and bonuses and making sure he treat them justly.

"Really? Katlyn did that when she was little?” I rounded the corner, and the world seemed to tilt. Sitting at our small dining table, looking perfectly handsome and deceptively innocent in a fresh navy suit, was my boss. He looked up, his grey eyes gleaming with a dark, intense focus that pinned me to the spot. "Oh, hi, Assistant." I stood frozen, my hand gripping the doorframe as I stared at him in utter shock. My grandma noticed me first. "Katlyn! Don't just stand there being disrespectful," Nana scolded, though her eyes were bright with excitement. "How clumsy could you be to leave your bag at the office? Your very generous boss brought it back to you personally.”

“Cassie, you need to calm down. This is not the place.” I wiped my hands and looked Cassie dead in the eyes, breathing heavy. “If I see you and I don’t speak, that means I don’t fuck with you I’m a boss, you a worker, bitch, I make bloody moves Now you say you gon’ do what to who? Let’s find out and see Said lil’ bitch, you can’t fuck with me if you wanted to and I’m quick, cut a nigga off, so don’t get comfortable… You can’t do nothing to me. You mess with me and I’ma show you what a real bitch looks like.

Pain washed over her face, emotional, mental, everything all at once. “Mark, you just don’t understand,” she whispered, voice cracking. “I quit because… my boss is a real monster.” “Shut up!” Mark roared. “Your boss is a monster?” She nodded gently. “No,” he hissed, stepping closer. “I’m gonna remind you who you really… really should be afraid of.” He shoved past her, heading for the back seat of the car. She watched helplessly as he grabbed the bottle of the beer he had gotten, hit everything on the floor and all the bottles broke, spilling drinks everywhere.

"Well, he might think I was being over-confident and was given to fooling around. Kissing him could have sent the wrong message, then I went with Roy—that sealed a conclusion to him." "That would be a new way to look at it in my book of experience, Gina." "I know The Boss well, it's possible. He loved me, but not romantically. He might think I was getting too close to him, too comfortable." "And what's so bad about that?" "He told me stories about his past assistants who showed potential—how they lost their development pace the moment they got too close to him. They started getting emotional and personal. Familiarity breeds contempt—that was what he said."