I Love My Boss Mga Nobela at Kwento

"Tell me what you see, Anella," my boss's obnoxious but alluring voice buzzes through my earphones. Apart from the bizarre fact that I'm spying on my boss's fiancée with her lover, I don't think there's anything in my life right now worth talking about. Well, there's the emails… Oh no, not the godforsaken emails. "Anella, I don't pay you to zone out. I pay you to spy. Intel. Now." He repeats more insistently this time, and I can practically hear him drumming his fingers on that stupidly expensive desk of his.

"There's nothing wrong with that. As long as you love each other." I gasped when I realized where our conversation was going. "Alright, Aunt," I stood up and faced her. "I don't feel anything for my boss, alright?" I insisted. "He's my freaking boss, for God's sake, why would I feel those...horrible feelings?"

“ Thank you mum, but I still feel it will take more than this to impress my boss.Though he seemed impressed at me and even passed comments, but the way he discarded me today showed he still has his dobt and it will take a lot for him to warm up to me” “Did I just hear someone say warm up to me? Are you in love with your boss? I heard he’s hot” Bridget broke in as she stepped into the kitchen. “What are you talking about young lady? How can I be in love with my boss when I’ve just started working there today. Besides I’m there to work not fall in love with my boss, so be careful” Amie said while their mum just chuckled.

“Why are you so uptight when it comes to your boss? You are so protective about a man who is married” “Look Mr woodsborn” this time, her voice is calm and collected, “I really don’t know why you are here or what brought you to my house but I do not like the fact that you are speaking to me in such a way. Look, I know exactly who and what you are and I am not scared of you even in the least. I know you won’t be able to hurt me in a neighborhood such as this so I will speak freely. I have never mentioned anything about being in love with my boss to you and I hope this will not escalate further than this, I love my job and that’s the most important thing to me right now” she pauses for a while,

I shook my head at that. "You're crazy," I shook my head. "But thank you. We should do this more often. When I'm not too busy," "My bosses don't tolerate slackers, so..." "Your bosses are my friends. They do anything I want," I said with a wink. She smiled at that. "I'd love that, but honestly, I love my job and I have no intentions of taking advantage of this. I hope you understand," she said. "I like that," I admitted. It's nice to see employees with this mindset.

"probably to make my life hell. That's the kind of asshole he is" "Don't you think that maybe he likes you and that's why he lied?" I reasoned. She rolled her eyes again. "My boss feels a word that has four letters for me and its definitely not that" "It could be love" I was teasing her even though I knew what she meant. She rolled her eyes yet again with a smile. I figured she likes doing that "I meant hate silly. My boss hates me, that's what it is" "And how do you know that?"

While Annika stood at the corner observing, looking for someone she could help and paying attention to everyone. Larry, Annika’s manager, came up and told Annika, "Good Job!" She then smiled back at Larry and responded, "Thanks Boss." Annika loves it when her boss can see how she loves her work. For her to do the job that you love doesn’t feel like work at all.

He was my boss, and I was being disrespectful. — The biggest idiot, I should have never let you go, he replied. — I called you many times, hoping for your redemption, and you didn't answer. Then you came just to tell me that it was better for me to be far away. You mentioned the press, your family, and other nonsense. You're a contradictory person, you're just confused, and you confuse me too. Now I'm completely far from everything I love because of you. So, your message doesn't serve me or solve anything for me, I responded to the message.

"I wanted you to just see me." "I do see you." I held his gaze. "That's the problem." "Why is that a problem?" "Because I should hate you. I should hate this company. I should give Rebecca everything she wants and walk away and let this place burn." My voice was steady but my hands weren't. "But I don't want to. Because somewhere in the last seven weeks I stopped seeing you as my boss and started seeing you as someone I—" I stopped. Because I didn't have the word yet. Didn't have the language for what he'd become in the space between collision and understanding.

I asked but she only gave me a small smile. "No, I'm saying this because I know you love him," She said and my heart skipped. "You don't have to hide anything from me Freya, like o told you before, were friends and we shouldn't be keeping anything from each other," She said and I felt bad for keeping her in the dark. "I'm sorry," I apologized and I sighed. "I just have to let you know Freya, loving the boss is actually a big deal, you'll get haters from all around this mansion, even from the people you least expected,"