Inside Job Character Novels & Stories

I just clenched my jaw, shut my eyes tighter, and swallowed the words thank you like a pill I couldn’t quite get down. I glanced at the time. I had to go to work. Now that my parents had made it clear I was disposable, my job was the one thing I couldn’t afford to screw up. Of course, they believed I worked as a barista. They’d forbidden me from having a corporate job. In their minds, once married, I should be home full-time—a perfect little housewife. So I never told them what I really did. Dragging my exhausted body out the door, I headed to Ground & Pound—my workplace.

“Ah, Miss Marcella, the bloom of youth is all over you. How can you not know the greatest talk show host of all time?” I really don't give a shit, but I humor him because he's my boss. At his core, he's harmless, and I need this job now that Nixon has taken away the only job that's actually fulfilled me. I suppose I could do a lot worse. I tried working in fast food but found that jobs without crazy drunks and homeless people as customers made my life a lot easier. I have enough on my plate when it comes to dealing with Manny.

It was what I needed. The jacket covered me up and it touched my knees. "Gracious" I muttered as I looked as how spontaneous I looked in an expensive jacket. "Thank you." I said to him as I sniffed the colon on the jacket. It was 'Ocean blue' one of the most famous colon. I could tell because back then when I used to work as a bartender, I would sneaked to my boss's office and used his colon, it was same as his. I raised my head and looked at him, he was staring at his phone. Like he was waiting for something. It definitely would be the interviewer. He was well dressed and looked rich. If someone like him have come for the same job as myself, I doubt I will get a chance.

She felt that he was reliable-just like he had been the previous night when she had been feeling down due to the rejection. Now that she was no longer absorbed in the book she was reading, she took notice of his appearance. She took in his shabby work jacket and how weary he appeared, the same as he had the previous night. Since he was interested in her job and how her day had been, she figured it was safe to ask him about his. "What job do you do?" she asked. Jacob hadn't expected Isabelle to ask about his job, but he knew he should have seen it coming after showing so much interest in hers. But he wasn't worried-he already had an answer for her. "I work as a part-time sanitation worker."

"I'm Lyra Everdeen, please cooperate!" I introducing myself to my comrades. I was a little nervous and at the same time, I was happy that I finally got hired. I think this is a good start for me, I got a place to live that is very comfortable and close to my workplace and I also got a job even though the salary is not that big, but I think it doesn't hurt to stay like this for a while. "Lyra, for your first assignment, can you arrange these detergents on the shelf?can you do that?" asked the manager.

Isabella Ashgar Export Enterprises "It's nothing out of the ordinary, this job, the only thing is that you need to stay one step ahead of me," he said. I furrowed my brow for a moment. "It doesn't matter if you don't have any experience. To be honest," he ran a hand over his face and then looked at me, "I'm having quite a difficult time finding a personal assistant. I know my secretary is sabotaging me because she wants me to depend on her, but I won't give her that satisfaction." I raised my eyebrows in surprise. "So, you'll be on a one-month trial as my personal assistant."

I have to go back to the apartment, the bills, and the job. "You have a job. With me." "That is not a real job."It is if you want it to be." He pulls me closer, and I feel the heat of him, the hard length of him pressing against my hip. "I am not letting you go, Zoe. Not after everything."

She paused for a moment, then said, "I don't remember…" "Oh, wait. I remember—we were talking about size," I said calmly while pushing my glasses up. "Since it's not a size issue, it could also be that there's something inside you… "Please undress so I can use an instrument to examine you." This time, Ms. Lawson didn't refuse. She sat up, lifted her skirt to her waist, then lay back down on the bed. Throughout the whole process, she kept her head turned completely to the other side, not looking at me.

: Boss’s Office Breeding **Chapter 1** The office was quiet after 7 PM. Most people had already gone home, but I was still at my desk finishing the quarterly report my boss had demanded by morning. Mr. Reynolds — Richard to the few people he actually liked — was the kind of man who got what he wanted. Forty-five years old, tall, broad-shouldered, with salt-and-pepper hair and a deep commanding voice that made people sit up straighter.

Actually after the stunt I pull, his job is going to be in danger but I can’t help it. "Ma'am please I am new here, I was hired just a month ago I don't want to lose my job. Here's the details you wanted and don’t get me fired." I smiled assuring him and read the names and designations of the people inside. Hmm... No one too important just three of them are from outside the rest are his employees, good. That means potential damage less but large effect. After all any boss would never want his employees to judge his character. "Thanks darling."