Horrible Bosses Bobby Novels & Stories

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.

I turned to see Bobby coming, I waited for him. “Hi,” I greeted, once he got to me. “Enjoying yourself?” asked Bobby, grinning. “Sort of,” I lied. “Did you make any new friends yet?” “Well, somebody tried to befriend my ass, does that count?” I deadpanned, Bobby busted out laughing. “Who?” he questioned, once he had finished laughing. “Some guy named Joe,” I answered. “Oh Joe Henchmen, yeah he goes after all the girls’ asses,” replied Bobby, with an amused smile, then he turned serious. “Hey, I wanted to ask you something.”

"That poor pup is as good as dead meat. Bobby is a fierce ex-shadow warrior from the elite wars, and every swipe of his claw is fatal. Anyone his teeth target is already buried six feet under the dirt." Cora hesitates, her fingers twitching over her mirror stone, wondering if her wolf should call Lydia Hale for pack backing. But what my tongue says next makes her doubt her own ears. I speak very casually, "My wolf is not in a great mood under the sun today, so my tongue would advise your boots not to push your luck in my forest." Bobby's eyes gleam with dangerous fury. "What did your mouth just bark? Say that text again." I let out a small chuckle. "I said, get lost. My paws are not in the m

Xavier said putting his hands under Aria's butt and standing up with her He started to walk when he turned around. "And for the record I'm not just a guy." he gave me a wicked smirk "I run this joint." They walked away and I felt a little lonely when I heard Aria laugh as they went down the corridor. I leaned over and looked at the people passing down below. It took me a couple of minutes for Xavier's words to register and when they did a gasp left my mouth. Wait.....He's the Boss???? XAVIER'S THE BOSS OF THE MAFIA!!!!

"Hey, stop it! I'm going to mini market for a moment, you can wait here!" "Wa ... wait a minute, Boss! ehm ... how about if I come? I can help carry your things!" "No, that's not necessary!" he said, trying to avoid physical contact with me. "It's okay, Boss! I'll ..." "No! and stop calling me boss. Do you understand?" he said holding back annoyed. "Ok, Boss!" "Agh...!" ***

He didn't bother looking at her as he spoke, neither did he acknowledge the employees who greeted him, nor the clients who made passes at him. "Yes sir." Ginger, the personal assistant replied, closing the note pad and hurrying off to execute his command. *** If Ginger thought that her boss, Ricky made his employees overwork, she had to admit the CEO of Raymond corporation made labourers of their workers. T first thing they noticed about the corporation as soon as they stepped into the lift was the security level. Ricky himself had to admit his corporation had no such security, which was higher than level one. The manner at which the employees walked around with focus led him left a deep im

’ “BOSS! I GOT THE CRAZY OLD MAN!” The bald man was really annoyed and his vicious gaze landed on his subordinate. “Why did you bring him? Do you want me to do your job?” He huffed. “No, boss. I apologize.” The thug subordinate pushed the crazy old man in front of the bald man. This was his time to show off that he was fierce and deserved to be promoted. He stepped on the old man’s chest and loudly asked. “Do you know this lady?” The bald man took off the other pair of his shoes and hit the subordinate’s leg a few times. “What b-llsh-t are you doing? Get your legs off the old man!”

I blurt out before I could stop myself. "Am I a little blunt and authoritative sometimes? Yes, absolutely because if I was a friendly happy boss-type I would not have this empire I have created, no one would get any work done because they would simply think I am too nice to ever snap at them and I hate to break it to you but it's not because I'm evil, it's just how I need to be to make sure my company, my bloodshed, and tears are not thrown down the drain because I'm nice" Nayel uses finger quotes to use the word nice, "Have you ever noticed the way you talk to me? How many people do you know who speak to their boss the same way you speak to me?"

" A skinny man went to turn on the air conditioning, and soon, a refreshing coolness filled every corner of the room. Then, a few of the men collapsed onto the couch comfortably, finally relaxing. However, Scarlet's expression was still dark as she glared angrily at me. She didn't even bother hiding the fire in her eyes anymore. "You bitch. You were enjoying yourself here while I suffered back at home. I'm very disappointed in you." I scoffed at her and told her that she deserved it. I should have destroyed her phone when I had the chance so that she would never have found me here. "Boss? What should we do with this bitch here?" Bobby just glanced in my direction and nonchalantly said, "Kill

Sleeping with your new boss is not the kind of thing that looks good on anyone's resume, not to mention the awkwardness it creates around the office. And two... I was pissed. I want you so badly, Aria. I need you" and now he didn't recognize me? What an asshole! With his ridiculous indoor sunglasses, his oh-so-cool cigarette, and his stupid black borderline-tuxedo. I hated him. Work was painfully slow that day. It seemed that the arrival of Logan Mendel. his name was Logan, just plain old Logan, not any of the aforementioned exotic names such as Blaze, Blade, Slade, or Jethro...