I Am The Boss Novels & Stories

"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...!" ***

Wednesday came and it’s tennis day again with my dad. I pressed the 29th button of the elevator at my dad’s company building. I am still in disbelief that Ace, the guy I encountered in this elevator, was my dad’s boss. Also known as the CEO. I can’t stop thinking if Ace was here in the building as well. I mean, I just want my books back. That’s it. We made a deal that he will bring those back to me. I shook my head and adjusted my tennis bag as soon as I stepped out of the elevator.

“I know you can't do it alone, but someone else must be involved. You won’t have any problem. All you have to do is tell me who you are working for. Which other secret boss do you have?” Anna sighed as more tears flooding out of her eyes. “The president is my only boss. I have no boss and I know nothing about it,” she spoke with a muffle voice. Mara put her head in her hands and discharged a deep breath, frustrated. “Anna, can’t you just permit me to be nice to you?” She asked, and since it didn’t require an answer, she furthered. “Maybe you want me to be harsh on you, right?” Anna shook her head. “No, ma. I am telling the truth. Please.”

Where are you going to Matteo looking like that? "With you. No one dare messes with my Serena. All for one, one for all. Hey! You're still the boss of Italy, no dog can take that from you" " Thanks. But you ain't coming" " We make a great team" " I can't let you take this Mafia path. It's bloody" " Then let's swim in the bloody pool boss" " Fine." " Good. Now let's get going". " Hey.. you're not the boss of me. I Am The Boss" I smiled.

He was wearing his backseat look now his eyes were doing that intense staring thing, his lips were slightly parted and he was running his hand through his hair like he was posing for a Playgirl spread. Then the words poured out... "I. I.. can explain. Crap. I mean..I. I've never done that before...seriously. It wasn't really...well it was me, but it wasn't in a way. Someone else dressed me, I don't even dress like that, so you can't blame me... the real me anyway. Shit. I didn't know who you were; I swear I had no idea that you were my boss. I would never have done that if I'd known. Not that I ever do that! Please don't tell anyone. Please don't tell..." And then I caught myself and stuck m

I was just his shadow. "Hey, I need the restroom," I whispered. He nodded absently. In front of the mirror, I retouched my lipstick. Then I saw her - Janet Maddox - behind me. "I didn't know people could look so alike..." she said, rinsing her hands. "Yeah... I guess," I replied, edging toward the door. "He likes you," she said calmly. "Nic? He's my boss," I answered. She smiled softly and stepped toward me. "I know. You'd make a wonderful mother."

“Do you realize you never called me sir, even though I am your boss?” “Technically, you are not my boss. You are just the CEO of the company I work for now. And I did call you sir, the day I found out you were the CEO,” I recall how I wanted the ground to swallow him whole when I found out he was my CEO, and he loved it more than anything. “Oh, that’s true, and I can remember how much I loved it. You sounded so beautiful calling me ‘SIR’, and I am your boss’s, boss’s, boss’s, boss, so I am still your boss.”

“As long as you're not the boss, I don't give a damn about who you are. Now leave, before we throw you out.” I stood there as I stared at them with an amused expression. This was hilarious. “We're sorry to disturb you all but if I may ask, who's this boss of yours?” I asked and the huge man eyed me for a while. “My boss is Caleb Walker. I'm only telling you because you asked politely.” He replied and I let out an ‘ah’ sound. “So, your boss, Caleb Walker, is the owner of this company?” I asked again and he frowned as he shook his head immediately.

She picked on the second ring. "Don't tell me you're still stuck up from last night Claire" she was quick to say "Damon is my boss, he is the CEO of ice agency" I felt my skin shiver "The fuck! Tell me you kidding" "I wish I was, God beccs I really fucked this up on a hundred" " so he's a multi-billionaire, you just fucked a multi-billionaire!!!" She yelled " what do you mean?" "If you're right, that means Damon Ice is your boss"

He stretched his right hand for a shake but I ignored him. "Excuse me," I packed my stationery and tried to leave but his hand blocked me. It was placed on the table and to my right was a chair which prevented me from walking out on him. I was trapped between him and the large oval table. "What is your name?" He asked, a smirk forming on his lips. I knew better than to speak to him. I valued my job. "None of your business. Let's go." I heard my boss's voice from behind the strange man. Finally, saving grace.