Horrible Bosses Bobby Novels & Stories

The employee or the boss? “Go prepare the car, I'm going to do shopping.” “And why do I have to obey you? The boss is Mr. Hilaire.” Aaron couldn't help but look at her tanned skin, her neckline, her big breasts. She yawned and then stretched her body, her breasts bristled, her navel appeared and he looked at her flat stomach. “Simply because I am the boss's daughter.” He looked away and was trying to think of something else so as not to erect.

Gypsy “So you and Fang, hey?” Bobby, the Drunken Otter’s former bar manager and my newest recruit, flopped down into the chair opposite me, stretching his long legs out under the table. He had a bottle of whiskey and two glasses in his hands. Usually, I would have a problem with any member of staff helping themself to the liquor on my shelves, but after what had been the shift from hell, I was just glad he was there. As much as I hated to admit it, Bobby was a good fit for us. He knew the bar, was friendly with the regulars and was burly enough to deter even the most intoxicated asshat who thought they could smash up the place.

” Then Lionny turned his gaze towards his father and said, "Dad, I think it's more likely that the OB is lying, or the HRD manager?" This question sank Robert further into the mud of insults. Obviously Bobby will answer that the OB will lie, and if that's the case, then Robert is the one with the problem. Bobby said coldly, "Robert, this is the first warning for you as a manager at the Sanjaya Group. I hope you don't repeat this mistake again. We are truly disappointed with your attitude and failure." Even though he couldn't meet Stefan, at least he got this big victory. ...

Macey said lamely when she finally overcame the shock of seeing her boss in the club. Hissing, Chad ignored Macey and faced Olivia as he asked, “What is the meaning of this?" "I…I had…my cousin just got…” Olivia stammered helplessly, unable to express herself. "What's going on here? He's the guy? Your ex?" Pauline tried to intervene, but Macey signaled her to stop. She winced at Pauline's ever expressive fone. "Let it go, Pauline. He's our boss," Macey whispered and grabbed her palms.

He added, his crisp masculinity shining through. "Sure." I managed to blurt, trying not to loose my job, as rudeness to the boss could guarantee that. "Sure?" He asked. I was slowly getting irritated. "Yes, that's not an issue." I let out, calmly. The day finally came to a slow close, it was night now. I and my friend were ready for the night, I had also invite Mark. We all headed for the party. We made our way into the gigantic mansion that now stood in front of us. "Oh! It's great to see you! Who are they? Brother and sister?" I heard a voice say in front of us,a mocking look pasted on Morris's face.

My man she mouths and shakes her head. Currently she's wearing short shorts, a faded t-shirt, and her thick auburn hair is pulled back in a messy ponytail. My nose twitches at the memory of her hair tickling my face as I held her through the night. She isn’t wearing any makeup and her feet are bare. She's more fucking beautiful than she was in that gold dress. "So you're my Kimberly Ann's boss?" Oscar, Kimbra's dad, asks. I take a deep breath. "Not technically. Kimbra works in the human resources department. She answers to a manager, not to me."

she whispered as she glanced down at the table. “Answer the question,” he chopped out. “The first trip . . . I told you a partial truth at that time. Bobbi was hating being in Texas, and she did get lonely. However, she invited me there to take advantage of a trip her boss-slash-Daddy was taking her on. He had said she could bring a friend.” Margo had spilled the beans about Bobbi’s affair with her boss. She wasn’t sure if the guy was going to get in trouble at work about it, but if his wife learned about it, he definitely would be in trouble.

She was then also pushed down by a huge force until she fell onto the sofa. Seeing this situation, Bobby could not endure this anymore. He stood up and wanted to look for a weapon. His wife and son were being bullied, so how could he simply endure this? “Bobby, you'd better sit still. These two have been mercenaries abroad. They had been baptized in the war and they have blood on their hands. Do you think you can beat them?” David said as he looked at Bobby. Bobby was about to go look for weapons when he heard David's voice. His body suddenly froze as he turned to look at Wayne and Gordon.

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.

"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.