I'm Not The Final Boss Lover の小説・ストーリー

"You're a mistress! A mistress! I'll kill you! I'll kill you!" The nurse frowned. "What a lunatic. Increase her dosage tomorrow." The End

Jenifer's words were still ringing in his ears. "Will you keep quiet and be a fool, Boss?" "Are you willing, the woman you love and are carrying your flesh and blood should be happy with another man?" "What kind of man are you, Boss? You can't even achieve your own happiness." "How will you make Evelyn happy? No wonder she left you." "Fighting for your life and your love you can't afford. Then, how are you going to live with someone you don't love?" "It's not destiny to play with you, but, you are too stupid, Boss."

▪Anella ▪ The fortieth floor terrace is supposed to be my sanctuary but Foxe Shield has a habit of ruining my safe spaces. This morning was a complete nightmare. I spent three hours trapped in a suffocating boardroom watching June aggressively dismantle the latest merger projections while Victor Harrow glared at everyone. I need the fifty thousand dollar bonus from June to save Jericho but Foxe Shield is making my survival close to impossible.

I thought if I kept the bird in the cage, it was mine. It wasn’t until that bullet tore through my chest… Until I lay in that ICU, listening to the sound of her footsteps walking away… That I finally understood. You don’t love a bird by locking it in a cage, no matter how golden. You love it by setting it free. Even if it means you have to watch it fly away. “Boss, we should go back inside. The wind is picking up.” Luca glanced at the darkening sky, wanting to push my chair.

It was admirable, almost. “How about a personal assistant? I don't think I've had one before. I never felt the need to, maybe now I think I need one” I smiled. “Yes, yes” she blinked “Anything to get me back on my feet” “Well, you know, I don't seem to like Steve either” I said swirling my drink in my cup. She raised an eyebrow. “How far are you willing to go to win against Steve?” “I’ll do whatever it takes” she didn't hesitate to answer.

“Why are you saying we’re going to be in-laws soon?” Kaden, trying to be respectful, suddenly knelt down. “Boss, I truly love Hailey! I want to marry her! If you let her marry me, I’ll forgive you for not giving me shares anymore.” Kaden’s mom had already heard about him getting shares, and when she found out things had changed, she got upset. “Hey, this isn’t right. I know how hard my son has worked. As his mother, it breaks my heart to see him work so hard, but he’s stubborn. He trusts you so much. How can you go back on your word and refuse to give him the shares?”

Lily leapt into my arms, trying to shove the fallen boss aside with her tiny body. “Mommy, don’t be scared. Grandpa and Grandma are back.” The boss, clearly unwilling to lose his spot, didn’t move an inch. After a moment’s hesitation, he grabbed my hand and blushed as he muttered, “Don’t be afraid.” What a shy and awkward boss. Don’t be afraid? Please, I couldn’t even see clearly. As far as I was concerned, everyone was just a regular person. Honestly, I was even excited. New NPCs meant new storylines, new chances to survive. Maybe they were just a nice, healthy old couple.

I rub my face. " Good night sleeping beauty"They speak on the other side of the line, and only with sarcasm is their voice I can know who it is "What do you want, Luis?"I roll my eyes. It is very unbearable. Luis is a friend of Karla's that I met a few months ago. Since then he has had a strange obsession with me, he always calls me, sends me messages and I've even caught him watching you from afar. It's kind of awkward and weird.

Somehow, I feel he is obligated. Somehow, I feel we share a bond. Like the arguments we have had were a language we both somehow understand. Like our taunting weren't meant to wound as much as it is meant to say, I see you. Say it back. I shouldn’t expect anything from him. He's not my lover. He's not my savior nor my hero. He is just my boss. The bloody elder brother of my wicked Ex boyfriend. But still. My phone buzzes, yanking me off my thought. I go through my bag and pull it out, glancing at the screen.

I don't want to conclude yet, but my guts are never wrong. This man, my boss. Javan Torres. He is fucking creepy.