Bossy Man Mga Nobela at Kwento

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

I wanted to chuckle at his smile, but that soon changed into a scowl when he pulled my cheeks. ***** In the Bossman’s Den….. Bossman sipped his coffee while keeping an eye on Ivy and Willy. He listened to their entire conversation and was relieved that they were getting along just fine. He may have been the mastermind behind it, but he liked to think of himself as a decent guy. He is neither a murderer nor a thief. Even though he was made to choose this dark side, he can see the light in it. After all, even darkness in the dead of night converts into light in the morning.

He was wearing a plain long-sleeve black button-up t-shirt but the hand of the shirt was folded up to elbow. What shocked Rose the most was the fact that she thought the so-called big boss would be a chubby looking old hag. However, the person she was staring at wasn't, he was a middle aged man in his late thirties and looked very fit. Now that she thought about it, Byron, Fury and Ax, also don't look old, they seem to be around the same age as their big boss as well. “Boss, I brought the people here?" Byron nodded as he gestured at the three people behind him.

"Alice? Alice!" My boss called my name, trying to regain my attention. I looked at him, a bit spacey. My gaze was focused on him, but my thoughts were elsewhere. "Did you hear what I said?" "What?" I was completely distracted. "Huh... Yeah..." I closed my eyes slightly, trying to recall his words. Without success. The only thing I could remember had to do with Mr. Scott's son and nothing else. "Alice?" He frowned, looking at me suspiciously.

But that man's back is so familiar. "Don't forget this Saturday, man. My sister will be mad at you if you won't come," muttered the guy who have chinky eyes. "I know, dumbass. So don’t be too pushy about it. Besides, I already said yes. But don't expect me to come with a date. I rather go there alone," the man adjacent to Mr. chinky guy replied. My eyes widen in shock as I realized who it was. That voice! It is my boss!

And, I bet that it's more than a hundred words. This is just so effin' great! A bossy, perfectionist, arrogant, and a bit of a jerk for a boss... I'm gonna be enjoying this for sure. Damn!

She has a date with her Fiancé and she couldn’t afford to be late again. Tommy detests being kept waiting. But what could she do? Mike was her boss; Therefore, she must obey his businesslike instructions. She thought with a heavy sigh. Not only was he in the world business upper echelon, he was young, probably two or three years above thirty and tall with a muscular figure of a mini god. He has thick unruly black hair that wasn’t always easy to tame, which of course, was in contrast with the imported Italian business suits you would always spot on him. Mike has a penchant for the perfect attires known with rich classy men.

Heart’s boss suggested. The doctor nodded and smiled at him. “Of course, just monitor her there.” The doctor said and winked at him. Both of them are men, but Heart’s boss is gay. Heart’s boss giggled and then looked at Heart when the doctor left the room. “Scarlet Heart, I am glad that you are okay but it looks like I am getting laid tonight. Hahaha, but of course I will bring you back first to our clinic.” Her boss happily said.

Finally, my gaze captured the figure leaning against the ceramic wall while folding his arms. He looked quite tall. His light brown hair was neatly combed back. The man wore an all-black suit, the top three buttons of his black shirt were open, showing off his pale skin. The man could be considered handsome, but unfortunately the long scar on his face made him look more like Chucky the doll. Damn. Turns out I didn't recognize the man at all. The man was looking around with a bored expression, but suddenly he turned his face sharply towards us until our eyes met in the mirror. Then the man smiled at me.

The tall man lurched back, his hand going to his face, stumbling, a crystal vase crashing to the floor and shattering. ‘If you ever touch my Woman again,’ the Boss growled hoarsely, his eyes glittering with madness, I shall…’ ‘Mate,…’ replied Schwartz, his hand cupping his tender jaw, as he ran an exploratory tongue over his teeth to check if any were broken, ’ She would not notice me even if I stood before her stark naked. She only loves you, has only ever had eyes for you, Boss.’