Novel & Cerita Crossdresser Boss

One man said arrogantly. I walked to them. “Who are you?” “We work for the underworld. If our boss comes to know about this, he will see everyone.” I laughed out loud. “Do you know who I am?” I asked. They knit their brows. “Who are you?” “I am your boss’ dad,” I said. “Good, we found you. Now you will take us to your boss and those illegal weapon dealers.” They looked at the knight’s uniform and then at my dress. “W-who exactly are you?”

She pointed at herself. He nodded again. "But you know what? This boss is way too generous I guess, cause he rescheduled the meeting for me. And I do not think that every billionaire could do that." He was also agreeing with her as he took in what she was saying with a slight frown. "And you know who this billionaire owner is?" She asked him and he raised his eyebrows at her. "Mr. Callix Russells of the R Industry." She gushed out while his eyes went big as saucers.

I, on the other hand, couldn't stop staring at him. He was gorgeous. Dark hair, tall with broad shoulders, and a tailored suit that showed off his trim physique. Not to mention a jaw that could cut diamond. “Who is that?” I whispered, my eyes following him as he walked. “Seriously?” She cocked her head to the side and looked askance at me. “That's our boss's boss's boss, Carson Winthrow. Do you know anything about this company?” “Well, I know where the good bathrooms are,” I replied.

His eyes wandered to my breasts and my eyes trailed to his figure, he wore a long-sleeved shirt with black slacks, his muscles bulged through his shirt and he just looked so manly and dominant. "You don't look so bad yourself" I replied. He started the engine and began driving to the restaurant. "So what did you want to talk to me about?" He questioned. I noticed his veiny hands gripping the wheel, he had golden rings spread across his fingers and a beautiful silver watch. "Well, my dad got me a job as an assistant in your company, a guy named Liam is gonna be my boss. Now I don't know if I should continue stripping or just do both jobs" I sighed.

Seeing them, the saleswoman bowed respectfully, "Boss!" The two were none other than Malcolm and Stella, the bosses of Century Destiny. They had started from scratch and built the largest bridal company in the area, and earned tens of millions every year. Upon seeing them, Marissa practically danced with joy. "Mr. Orton, Ms. Hudson! You're finally here! There's a scammer here boasting about spending forty million on our wedding dress, but he can't even produce a normal bank card!" When Malcolm heard this, he exploded with anger. "I've seen people dining and dashing before, but trying to get a wedding dress for free? That's a first!"

But look how far I got. I am a werewolf, the Luna of a Pack. And most importantly, my boss is a werewolf! THE END

A boss who appeared to be all serious and well-dressed in his suit and tie would wear exposed sexy lingerie underneath, with his semi-erect stick lacking any fabric coverage and only a thin layer of black pants separating it from everyone's sight. The person who made him do this was just an intern frantically typing at her workstation. He felt humiliated. He felt fearful. He felt angry. However, as soon as he thought of Luna Cruz behind the "Dew", who would discuss his confusion and pleasure with him without reservation, who might praise him or punish him, he couldn't help himself... "How come such a big boss is getting coffee for himself?" Alex Quinn heard a voice from behind. He turned aro

I threw all the papers at Jaden. "Just because he's dead doesn't mean you can slander him like this!" I shouted, grabbing Jaden by the collar of his shirt tightly. Jaden was still standing there casually, his eyes staring deep into mine. "Why would I slander him? He is my boss; what do you think I have been doing all this time? Your father's secretary? Do I look like a secretary to you?" Jaden said softly, his voice so deep and calm. Bastian pulled me gently, making me release my grip from Jaden.

After that I just dropped my phone and then about an hour later,I saw the news on the television that exposed CEO John as a cross dresser. To top it off ,it is not only that he is a cross dresser ,I also have pictures of him wearing ladies dress going on dates with men and he always comes to the news to insult crossdresser and call them evil and sent from hell and that made people get angry and go to his company page and his profile page and begin insulting him. John's a hypocrite. He's doing the same thing but just because he wanted his public image to be clean ,so he was insulting crossdressers when he was a cross dresser.

Everyone who was there paid attention to their meal while the ladies who had pissed me off stood frozen. He walked closer to us and stood beside me. “Attention everyone,” he said in a firm voice. Everyone turned to him, paying their fullest attention. “This lady here is my new personal assistant as you all gossiping miscreants know,” he said. I almost chuckled at the sound of ‘gossiping miscreants’. The Boss had a way of hitting the spot that hurts with words. “She is dressed like this because I asked her to do so and she is the only one with the permission to dress how she wants.”