Hotshot Boss By Shandi Boyes Novels & Stories

"So, what's going to be your answer? Come on, man, if you won't hook on him, I will! And I will steal your child so that we will have a happy family!" I throw her a deadly look before finally giving up. This girl is really getting into my nerves. "He's a hot looking man. And he looks rich. A guy beside him, I don't know -- a personal bodyguard, maybe? -- calls him Boss. And he's like... Six and a half foot tall... or more?" "Oh my God! Adonis!" she squealed and I quickly gently pushed her back to her position for work. I went back into waiting for the customer and Angie scoots back over to my side.

" With relief, she heard his footsteps moving away from behind her, and soon he was looking at her in front of the table again. "I think I have a little job for you, kitty," he said. "A job... for me, boss?" "Yes! For you, damn it!" he shouted, and Shay felt her soul leave her body from the scare. "Can you understand why Boy doesn't want to fuck you? Stop stuttering!" "Alright," she replied firmly and louder this time. He sat down in his chair, calmer now, and explained to her: "I see you're interested in the Incendiary Boy, and I think we can make it happen together."

she nodded, "he is one fine man. And I believe that his friend will be handsome enough to get your panties twisting too." "He better, it's been long since I got some servicing." "Tell me about it sis, this work thing is messing up my game and it does not help that my boss is one fine meat." "Stay away." She said and I replied with my hands up in surrender. "No hitlist on the boss, I got it. But, he is single." "No buts Candice. Bosses are off-limits." "I hear you... I do." I looked around the club and spotted two handsome guys coming our way. "Raise your boobs if you must because two snacks are coming our way." i winked at Rebecca while I fixed my posture.

’ “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!”

The mother wanted to get her hands on the bomber. “It’s going to be okay. I know you’re upset and I–” “Oh my God, stop saying that to me!” Rashonda interrupted Agent Malloy with a wrathful flare in her voice. “Somebody shot and killed my baby’s daddy yesterday. He was my fiance. My man didn’t deserve to die. I loved him and now he’s dead! My child lost his daddy. They shot my baby in his leg. Now he has a bomb on him! Stop telling me that everything’s gonna be okay!?” Agent Malloy had both of his hands up trying to calm Rashonda down. He couldn’t stop looking at the glittery words on the front of her black tank top which said, Hot Mama Saweetie.

Diana Rodrigues The sun is illuminating my window and I couldn't close my eyes yet. At least the day has changed, and THE DAY OF BAD BOY was behind me, I'll remember it for all the days of my life. Today I hope to go back to that nightclub and make some more money, because I really need to pay Juninho Bad Boy. If only I could stay working twenty four hours a day, just to get out of all that. Just thinking about what that crazy guy could do to us, for Alex's irresponsibility. The noise of my mobile phone notification frightens me. But it's Jose, the most fucked up guy I know.

Satisfied with my shooter- art, I make my way back to the table with a colourfully loaded tray of drinks. I place a shooter in front of each of the boys. “I think we should start the night off with a Big Bang” I say, naming the first shooter. “Cute” Johnny says as he throws back the orange-coloured drink. Damon and I follow. “Next, we are going Kamikaze” I say wiggling my brows. I hand them each a drink again. “On the count of three” Damon says and we down the shots. “And this dear Johnny is specially for you. It is called the Attitude Adjustment. You should try it.” I cannot keep from smiling as I hand the drink over to Johnny.

" She finally replies me,his fingers on my girlfriend's waist. I clench my fist unable to hold it anymore. "Bastard." I pack my punch with so much force I am not surprised when I see him bleed, my blood boils, I want to do more than that. "Blake." He shifts his jaw in a way that pleases me. Damage well done. "Have something to say?" I crack my bones ready to deal the remaining part of the final blow. "Big Men Don't Play Dirty." His driver pulls up to him with his A Two Mercedes,one of his numerous cars.

“I love you too.” “No, Zoey…please” he begs me and crawls in my direction, but Alpha Bush hits him. Damn wolfsbane. On a normal day this old man would have no chance in front of Tristan. “I love you” I tell him again and turn around to face Sandra. “You are so dead…” she tells me again. “but the boss said…” another rogue starts again. “SHUT UP!” she screams and starts to run in my direction giving me an evil smirk.