Novel & Cerita Hate Boss Romance Books

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Because if I decided to spare her life then she would be a lifelong captive in my cage TROPES: Dark Romance/Erotica Humiliation, Bdsm Mafia Revenge Age Gap Kidnapped Obsessed Enemies to Lovers Past Trauma Family Matters ____ MY BOSS IS MY TORMENTOR Ryan Johnson, a ruthless billionaire from New York, thrives on control-of his empire, his surroundings, and everyone in it. But a business trip to India disrupts his carefully curated world when he meets Rose Kapoor, a fierce, green-eyed beauty who shatters his expectations. Unlike any woman he's ever known, Rose doesn't cower before his power or wealth, and she certainly doesn't bend to his will. She's the embodiment of everything his Indian moth

But when a passion led to an unplanned pregnancy, would the wild CEO succumb to marriage? ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ Romance Books by Agatha Rose THE SUMMERS SERIES 1. Dark Deception (Declan Summers & Ma Qingshan) 2. Dark Betrayal (Thornton Summers & Ava Smith) ⪼⪼ 3. Taming The Wild CEO (Javier Summers & Ella Stanford) ⪻⪻⪻ 4. Fuck You and All of Your Bullshits (Clarabelle Summers & Dean Westminster)

I said as I dragged Damon outside the cable car. Author's Note: It's FINISHED!!! Thank you so much to those people who read My Sassy Boss! I know there were lots of grammar mistakes and typos but I promise to fully edit it. Thank you for your patience and unending love! BTW, THERE WILL BE A BOOK TWO!

he muttered, clenching my thighs between his palms. “I’ve done nothing but be professional,” I said sweetly, wrapping my hands around the back of his neck. “You’re the one who lifted me up and threw me against the wall.” His scowl deepened. Licking his lips, he sneered, “I don’t see you complaining.” I glanced down at his chest where his shirt was opened, noticing the indent of his pecs. The urge to see him naked was stronger than ever. With a daring hand, I traced the indent. “It’s not a wise decision to complain about your boss.”

The arm around me became a vice, and the relaxed CEO vanished, replaced by the predator I’d seen in the office. “Until then,” he growled, leaning his head down into my neck, taking a deep, slow breath of my scent that made my blood turn to liquid fire, “you are my mate. And I can do whatever I want with you.” I stayed motionless, my heart racing a mile a bloody minute. I prayed to whatever god was listening that my meat was sour and my blood was bitter, but as his lips brushed against my skin, I realized I was the one who was starving.

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

“I’m tired of being the girl who always quits when things get hard.” The silence that followed was thick. His jaw tightened, like he wasn’t expecting that answer. He stood up suddenly, and I almost jumped. He walked around his desk, slow and deliberate, until he was right in front of me. I could feel the heat from his body even though he wasn’t touching me. He crossed his arms, watching me. “Do you always speak like that to your boss?” “I don’t have a boss yet,” I said before I could stop myself. His lips twitched, almost like a smile. “You’ve got attitude.”

He had just wanted some pussy. I continued down the page. *Shared kinks: weapon play, domination, oral, anal, toys, BDSM of all kinds with the exception of watersports or scat play, name-calling, degrada—* "Sofia?" I snapped the folder shut and shoved it under a stack of papers so fast I knocked my coffee cup sideways. My boss was leaning out of his office, one hand on the door frame, tie slightly crooked. "Do you have a minute?"