Hotshot Boss By Shandi Boyes Novels & Stories

The Boss is obviously about to choke her! With the threat of death so close, I didn't dare move. His hand held my neck firmly, forcing me to lean against him. I bit my lip, my voice trembling. "Don't you... like it when I do this?" My fans always did. A pang of disappointment hit me. The Boss seemed to reach his limit. He gave me one last, deep look, then let out a heavy breath. The next second, he vanished. 【Player Harper has failed to make a wish. Automatically proceeding to the next round.】

“Wait. No. Is it… Another man?” I rolled my eyes. “It’s not what you think.” “Girl, it’s exactly what I think. And I knew it! You keep looking over your shoulders and it isn’t just work stress.” “I slept with him,” I blurted out. “My Boss.” Her jaw dropped. “You…wait. When?!” “The night after I found out about Daniel and Jasmine. I was at the club, I met this guy, we hit it off, ended up at his place. I didn’t even know it was him until the next morning at work.”

“So don't blame innocent guys.” “Carter!” Frank Moore's voice cut through the office like a rusty knife. My boss loomed over my desk, his cheap suit reeking of cigarettes and… failure. He slapped a folder down hard enough to make my empty coffee cup rattle. “Drop the Z-list crap. I've got your next assignment.” I flipped open the folder. A glossy 8x10 headshot of a man stared back at me, all sharp cheekbones, icy blue eyes, and a smirk that probably made stockbrokers wet their pants.

“No. I’m the only leverage he has. Ninety percent sure he won’t follow through. I can hold out a little while longer.” Dad chuckles. “That’s my girl. I’ll come get you as soon as possible. Reinforcements are on the way. Your aunts and uncles are all here to help. This will be over soon.” “I love you, Dad.” “I love you, too, Zandra. Be brave.” “Always.” Sensing the call must have ended, the Boss takes his phone back and immediately snaps it in two. The bits and pieces crumble in his large palms, a few plastic shards falling to the floor.

Hot cum shot across my pussy lips and mound. Luc took his turn. He flipped me to on all four, raising my ass up. Grabbed my hair, pulling my head back. His cock plunged into my pussy from behind, balls slapping my clit. Antoine watched, stroking himself back to life. He knelt in front, offering his cock to my mouth. I sucked eagerly, tasting myself on him. Luc spanked my ass, red marks blooming. “Take it all,” he said, thrusting wild. Each hit sent jolts through me.

Hot Ice: “Where are they,” I think, flipping my left hand and forming a fireball. Throwing the fireball, I set a shopping cart on fire. As the people run, some accidentally step onto the ice and slide around. A man screams as he slides right into the cashier’s counter. “They’re coming,” the boss replies, speaking through the earpiece he gave me. “Be ready, and remember the plan. To retrieve the flash drive Nitro lost.” “Yeah, yeah, yeah,” I say, flipping my right hand and forming an ice ball. Throwing the ice ball, it hits and breaks a t.v screen.

Ross Had been my childhood friend, comforter, the best friend that anyone could wish to have. He was one in a million and now, Brenda was doing the same. Since I knew her, which had been short, I had seen her as a big sis. I pitied her alot, getting married to Boss for Torture sake was something as dangerous as dead. If only she really knew who boss really was. She'd be cowering and dread every single day that passes. “I'm going to kill you!” Shannon said, her glare directed at me and I took a step back, afraid that, maybe like an animal, she could launch at me in a minute, tearing me to pieces.

Boss, "yes, but you have to do something. " Sia asked, "What? " Boss, "You have to propose to a guy who is going to be admitted in our class. He is very rich. If he said yes to your proposal then you can become our friend only. " Sia was shocked by listening to her but couldn't reply. Boss, " Take your time and think, by the way, I am sharlett. " Sia, "Sharlett, if I do it, u all will make me your friend?."

When new pictures and videos are uploaded. I click on them, and the first is a single photo of her. Standing in a white bikini that barely covers her ample breast. The tattoos cover her entire torso, full legs, and arm sleeves. She is standing holding a drink in the air. I smile at her smile. I swipe again and come to a group picture with a hashtag The Boss Bitch Is Ready To Take Over LA.