Hate Boss Romance Books Novels & Stories

“He even gave me this today. Said it would protect me.” Lydia’s eyes sparkled as she looked at the pendant. “That’s beautiful! And thoughtful. Most bosses don’t give gifts like that. Are you two…?” “No!” I said quickly, waving my hands. “Nothing like that. He just said he wants to be friends. Even though he’s my boss.” Lydia grinned and took a bite of her salad. “Friends with the big boss? That could be dangerous… or very interesting. So tell me about you, Clara. What did you do before this job?”

"I wanted you to just see me." "I do see you." I held his gaze. "That's the problem." "Why is that a problem?" "Because I should hate you. I should hate this company. I should give Rebecca everything she wants and walk away and let this place burn." My voice was steady but my hands weren't. "But I don't want to. Because somewhere in the last seven weeks I stopped seeing you as my boss and started seeing you as someone I—" I stopped. Because I didn't have the word yet. Didn't have the language for what he'd become in the space between collision and understanding.

Alana's POV My heart threatens to jump out of my chest as his lips devour mine. The shock dies and turns into realisation that my fucking boss is kissing me like I'm the oxygen he needs to survive. I've kissed a lot of guys in my life but this one, the fact that I know how wrong it is, the fact that he'd been against this but now is the one kissing me makes it feel so good. I could feel his desperation for me the longer the kiss went on, I wanted more, I needed more but his lips pulled away from mine. Fuck.

The boss asked. “To know you’re human.” The Boss’s expression didn’t shift, but his pulse spiked. “That disappoint you?” Rico tilted his head. “Kinda hoped the devil was real. Makes it easier to hate him.” The boys held their breath, no one dared move. The Boss stepped closer, so close their foreheads nearly touched. “You think hate’s safer than want?” He whispered. “I think you’re scared.” The words landed like a slap to his personality. For a long moment, no one spoke.

“Honestly, I kind of ship it.” I shot her a look. “Mia.” “I’m just saying! It’s got all the makings of a forbidden office romance. Hot boss, accidental hookup, emotional repression, power imbalance chef’s kiss.” “I swear to God,” I muttered, grabbing my purse. “If I ever marry that man, you’re banned from the wedding.” “Deal. But only if I get to be the maid of honor at the engagement announcement.” “You’re the worst friend I’ve ever had.” “Maybe,” she said smugly, “but I got you a job. And a hot boss.”

"Now undress me.” Like a robot on command, I walked towards him to do as I was told. He had already taken off his shoes, leaving him with his buttoned up long sleeved shirt and belted pants. I started to undo each bottom after the other, beginning from the bottom. I was halfway through the process when I felt his hands cup both butt cheeks and jerk my towards him. Another loud gasp escaped my lips when my breasts crashed against his chest and my vagina felt his bulge. I didn't understand why or how I was even enjoying this. The initial idea of sleeping with my boss's husband repulsed me. I was disgusted at him when I realized he also wanted to do the same, but now. Now all I wanted to do was

she inquired. I sighed and let out, "My boss hates me." "Doesn't everyone's boss hate them?" I laughed and said, "Maybe." My voice saddened as I added, "But his hatred just feels more personal. I wonder why. I don't think I ever did anything to step on his toes." "You were probably his ex-wife in the previous life," she joked. "Yeah, right. As if that's possible." I shook my head at her ridiculous suggestion. "You should watch more supernatural shows to know what can or can't be possible."

Ariana said in anger and ran towards him with a punch, but instead of punching her, the Mafia swerved to the left grabbing her from behind and pulling her close to himself so that his dick could feel her big butts. "You look like a goddess." He paused, "A goddess of beauty. Tell me, what's your name?" He said, but Araina wiped her hair on his face, and as she was let loosed, she ran Forward and jumped on him but the Mafia caught her by her waist and lay her on the ground, while he got on top of her, pinning her down while his dick rested on her wet pussy. "What's your favorite sex position?" He asked her. "The doggy." She answered. "It makes me relax and allows my partner to reach for my g-s

"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." "You mean they fell for him as you did?" Rhonda laughed, teasing Gina. "Oh shut up, Rhonda. You can't tell me you don’t feel a tingle of wanting him now, can you, Rhonda? Not after being with him intensively for weeks. Am I not right?" "A trick question, Gina? If The Boss loves you back …" "I said nothing about love. I said I liked him romantically." Gina was quick to correct her friend. "Ok. Alright," Rhonda chuckled. "Let me rephrase … If The Boss likes y

I open the door and refer without looking back. I have to agree with him, this "affair" wasn't a good idea from the start and I'm glad it's over. At least I was supposed to be happy, that means no more distractions at work, doesn't it? Although he has given me great orgasms I need to concentrate on work. I'm fine, I'll be fine, I always am. I just need to remember until a few days ago where my hatred for him was greater than the desire to sit on him. I'm not the type of woman who lets myself be carried away by desire, I make my choices, I always choose what's best for me and the best thing now is that Adam is just my insufferable boss.