Bossy Man Novels & Stories

The pressure of work must have ruined her boss's sanity. ​The burden of leading a multinational company had caused Mr. King to suffer a psychological breakdown, hallucinating that he was a fictional monster from a trashy novel, and then somehow the man ended up naked on the roof of his own company's building before Nichole accidentally brought him home. ​Everything suddenly made sense! Her boss was a madman who needed a psychiatrist's help, not a mythical werewolf.

he asked while looking straight into my eyes. “You’re my boss, right? My Sassy Boss.” I said while smiling. “That’s before. But now, I’m your boyfriend.” He whispered, shifting his gaze from my eyes and lips. “My Sassy Boyfriend, huh?” He smiled. “Uh-huh.” I closed my eyes as he was about to claim my lips but then someone suddenly knocked on the cable car’s door so I immediately pushed him away that he fell to the floor. “Ouch!” he yelled.

Betty immediately understood the meaning behind his words, and she glared at him, "What are you thinking about? I am only pleasantly surprised to meet my big boss, I don't have any other thoughts! Besides, don't think so badly of our boss." Betty's eyes were full of regret over his own wild guesses. Bryson could not help but snort lightly, "Do you think Brogan is your company's big boss? As far as I know, there's an even bigger boss backing him." Betty immediately opened her eyes wide, "What? There's an even bigger boss behind us?" "A man named Ingemar!" When Bryson revealed his English name, he just did not like her respectful expression towards him. Betty blinked her eyes, "Really? What ki

"It's Bambi." It would be lovely to touch it. "Oh, nice," he said instead, then finished his drink. Physically, Roy himself was Gina’s counterpart. He was quite handsome and with broad shoulders that tapered to a lean waist and a powerful core. Muscular yet lean, a disciplined gym-goer with teasing, clear blue eyes who walked with an air of arrogance; knowing the full effect of his looks which did things to the female population. At times, though, Gina caught him with a dull facial expression. Something that never happened with The Boss.

The audacity of this man, just what is he trying to do after humiliating us like this? I glared at him. Mom looks at me in worry, "Who is he? Do you know him? Isn’t he the one at the event?" "He’s no one, just ignore him, mom." "I'm her boss, she works for me. And as boss, I feel obligated to take care of my employees. If you let me, Mrs. Brooks. I wouldn’t want to drive by seeing that it’s your special day at such bad weather," "Your boss?" Mom gasps while looking at me, "Well let’s go then. You shouldn’t be so disrespectful to your boss."

Go together" What could that entail? Like wait for me, so we can take the same car and go to the same house we stay in? Or we can just travel by the same car because why spend money to go there, if there is someone else you can go with? What was this? I sat on the couch and sat at the man who was swiping screens on a phone. The three assistants were collecting files from the shelf, and one of them looked happily at me. I returned the smile with my dimples and proceeded to look at the strangest man I had seen in my life. He was arrogant and stern, often exchanging words without much thought. Angry features lined his face twenty four seven but they would soften once or twice, just for a day. I

"We are done for the day, Mr. Jayden." "I don't think you have a chance to tell me that. Remember that I'm your boss." He says arrogantly. Evelyn glares at him. His psycho character is back. Well, she will also switch to her sassy character. "Are you sent after me?"She snaps at him...

I dropped the phone on her thigh and stared at her, impatiently waiting for her to unlock the phone. “Why?” She whispered. Oliver craned his neck. “I’m going to give you some advice young lady. Bossman is naturally impatient, quick to anger, and quicker to dish out punishment. That is him on a good day.” He turned around properly and glared at her. “Ma’am is at the hospital, fighting for her life, do you think now is the best time to push him to the wall or get on his nerves?”

“Boss will be here to see you soon.” “Boss?” I narrowed my eyes on him. “Who is the boss? Please let me leave.” I pleaded, the desperation palpable in my eyes. The man sighed as he picked up the glass. “I don’t answer questions. I’m just a messenger. Boss will be here to see you soon.” He repeated the same message as before like he was programmed to give a certain response. As he turned around to leave, I tried to follow him but I couldn’t even get up. No matter how hard I tried, I still couldn’t move my body.

I don't want to conclude yet, but my guts are never wrong. This man, my boss. Javan Torres. He is fucking creepy.