I Dumped My Boss Online Novels & Stories

“You’ll survive. And I promise, you’ll thank me in the end.” I let out a long, dramatic sigh. “Fine. I’ll do it.” His grin widened. “Not like you had a choice anyway. I’m still your boss.” I rolled my eyes and walked out of his office preparing myself for my new job .

I never gave a damn about this pathetic company anyway! "I showed you a little respect, and you started thinking you were someone important. With my experience and connections, any company would kill to have me. "Have fun with your worthless ledgers and enjoy watching this place go bankrupt, you old hag!"

"That's it. My best friend Hilton has a phone of his own. I'll ask him for his phone number when I get the chance. It's been a very long time since I last saw him. Ever since I got this job I don't even have time for him anymore. I miss him a lot. I know what to do. I will just tell my mother that if she sees him she should get his number for me. "Dave!" The boss yelled again. "Yes sir," I said. When I e entered the office a book flew right over my head. I ducked on time to dodge it and turned to see the boss's face. "Get out! You are fired!" He yelled.

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.

he replied coldly. "I swear I had no idea she would believe it. It was just a joke." He sighed, shaking his head in disagreement. "What the hell made you want to make up a story like that?" he almost shouted. "Just because we were childhood friends doesn't mean you have the right to say things like that about me. You don't know how much that puts my image at risk. Alice could easily believe what you said and expose it to the world. And you know what would happen? It would fuck up all the hard work I've done!" His face was so red that I swore he was going to explode with anger. "And in the end, I'm your boss! You should respect me!"

He instructed me as I just nodded. Thank God the citizens can't see this post since the website only belongs to the staffs. Someone hacked into the company's website and posted this. The person was targeting me cause the article says ' The boss P.A trying to seduce him.' I don't think I have ever offended any person, the only person who can do this is Anna. But is she capable of doing such thing? I called the department as they brought down the post, no wonder people were looking at me with a strange eye earlier. It was so creepy.

I loved my job because it gave me time to learn other skills and carry out other little tasks for which I got paid. The unexpected happened that morning. I got to my place of work as usual and started with the cleaning. Unfortunately for me, my boss's husband was around. He mentioned something about being on a break. I ignored him and went about my work. I had finished cleaning the living room and was headed for the dining room when he suddenly grabbed my arse from behind. I dropped the equipment and with a swift twirl, I slapped him hard across the face. It was at that same moment my boss entered the living room. "What's going on here?" She asked. Her curious eyes moved from me to her husba

Roll your eyes" I can always replace lunch at dinner time. And regarding work, you know I can't leave it, how would I pay for the house? Now it's my turn to roll my eyes. This is a town where, even as a homeowner, you have to pay a monthly fee for always living here. Go town. Wow boss. The whole town is run by one person: the boss of the Russian mafia, or as many call it: The Boos. Few people have seen his face, few people know where he is, and few people know exactly what he does. I don't know what he does with all the money from the townspeople, since being so filthy rich I highly doubt he needs it. But hey, it's not like I'm going to ask. I've told you a thousand times that... "And I have

The group chat exploded almost instantly. My boss, Paul Cunningham, messaged me privately. [Selene, have you lost your mind? What was that nonsense you posted? Delete it now! [Too late,] I typed back. [I can't delete it anymore. And why are you so nervous, Mr. Cunningham? I was just using you as an example. Why are you getting worked up?] Right after that, I dropped my résumé into the group. [Job wanted, urgent! I can start anytime. Got financial headaches? I'm your guy. Insider info from a big-name company, upfront pricing, no games!]

And froze. Her smile vanished. The man standing there looked very familiar. Too familiar. The same smug expression. The same arrogant eyes. The same man from the boutique. The same man who had splashed mud on her clothes. The same man she had rubbed mud on. Emma stared at him in horror. No. No way. Jackson stood and walked toward him. “Miss Emma Jones,” he said, “this is your new boss, the CEO of Draxen Group, Mr. Jerry Whitmore.”