I Am The Boss Novels & Stories

I must be tired that I fell asleep with my head on my table. “Have you eaten dinner?” he asked again, reaching for my forehead and pressing his lips to stop himself from laughing as he took the sticky paper that got stuck on my skin. “Sky would surely agree to this note,” he chuckled, returning the paper to me. I bit my lower lip, blushing at what I had written on the small sticky note. My boss is an a**hole! I scoffed. “Would I be reprimanded because of this?” I cleared my table, piled the folders, and took my bag from the file pedestal drawer.

The Boss waited until Abram finished pouring for him, then responded, "Or what?" "Or, here’s a thought, she could work directly for me as the International CMO—thereby preventing Adrian from having a bigger scope once the Indonesia project materializes." He chuckled. He looked at The Boss, who said nothing, even though a response was due.

Chapter 3: Words - Damn! Is this a coincidence or someone’s playing a trick on me?! I want to convince myself that I'm just hallucinating and he's not the one I am seeing right now. But heck! It's him. That arrogant guy at Q's Caffee. Of course, there's a possibility that he's also working here because he’s a relative of the HR head in this company. But I never thought he will be this big. God! He's the CEO! And sooner, he will be my boss!

"The new Ceo of this company." I swallowed hard when he grinned. Oh, no. Never let him make a mistake and let everyone know that we have a past. I sighed and was simply exhausted in my sense. I saw him still smiling at me. How can I resist him now, if he's, My Boss, My Ex-Husband? "Ms. Palmer," the employee called to me which surprised me. I also turned to Erwin when he taps me. "Hey, Tam, you were called," he whispered to me.

My boss Maximus, but we call him Max is the coolest person I know. He made a fortune creating high-tech security gadgets, he’s a genius and he knows it. But not in an irritating type of way, he’s wealthy and smart but he’s cool. He treats all his employees well. In fact, he treats all human beings well. I love working here and I love my job, which is why I start gathering my stuff so I can leave. I shut down my computer at the thought of having another painstakingly long conversation with my boss about the importance of unplugging.

"You're not afraid of the Director? If I get fired just because of the scandal?" "I told you, calm down, don't be afraid," replied Nova. "But...." Nova grabs Liana's hand and is held tightly. "Relax, no one fired you but me. I'm your boss," said Nova, trying to calm Liana's nervous. Liana tries to smile. "Thank you, Director." Nova nods, caressing Liana's cheek gently. He played some strands of her hair. "I love you," Nova whispers, making Liana goosebumps.

"Ma'am, you can't force your way in! Mr. Jones is meeting with executives from headquarters!" "Get out of my way! I'm going to tear that homewrecker apart!"

I stepped inside after opening the door, only to find Zaiden leaning against his black leather chair, his eyes glued to the screen of his laptop. "Why are you so rude?" I kept the blue file on the desk, looking at the annoying man, Mr. Zaiden Storm, who also happened to be the CEO of this company. Well, I wasn't Mr. Zaiden Storm's secretary. I was the MD of the Storm Fashion Industry, and Zaiden was just my boss with whom I have been working for the past two years, ever since he has become the CEO. Zaiden raised his brows, smirking in my direction after looking away from the laptop. "Does it look like I have to answer you, Miss?"

Maybe I should just head home or walk around the train station instead while I wait for my train ride. Before I could get up from the bench, the handsome man spoke up once again. “Do you honestly think that you can get a job in one of the top companies dressed like that?” the man asked as he eyed me from head to toe and then up again. “…what?” I asked, frankly shocked at what I just heard. “I said, do you honestly think you can get a job at Jessen & Hills dressed in a cheap looking and outdated suit and a worn out pair of shoes that seems too small for you? Ever heard of first impressions?” the man said, putting emphasis into his every word.

"I want her out." "And what gives you the right to come here making demands?" His voice rose. "None of you are in charge here, are you?" I tilted my head, looking between them. "You're just puppets. I was almost disappointed. Here I was thinking I'd find someone worth talking to." The bigger man's jaw tightened. "What makes you think I'm not the boss?" "Because I am a boss," I said quietly. "And I know one when I see one."