Living With My Boss Novels & Stories

‘Can't wait to start screaming my name? Ohhh I can even hear his voice in my head. Nice. ‘Get a grip Lorie!’ ‘I didn't realise the urge was this interesting.’ the voice continued this time I turned behind me only to meet face with my boss. ‘s.. sir.. sir’. I shot out of my seat. ‘Is that what you are paid to do? Live in a fantasy world?’ he said as he stared coldly at me as if he hadn't just breathed down my neck. ‘I’m sorry sir.’

I snapped. I felt like hitting his head hard. Living with him wasn't so hard because he was always stuck with work and won't pay attention to you except when he needed you to do something. These past days the relationship between us was a Boss and employee only. I had told him how my dream job was to get into his company but the ungrateful guy won't hire me. He said I would have to prove my ability to him before he hires me. That was so annoying but what could I do? Acting like his personal secretary when he won't officially employ me was the worst of all.

Sometimes you had to pull away to be seen; that was my solace for missing such an opportunity. ***** Back at home, Mia and Chloe exploded into the living room with gossip and fast food as they heard me talking about my day with my boss. “So... are you two banging yet or still making sexy eye contact like it's a Victorian drama?” Mia asked between bites. “Neither. What do you mean, bang each other? He’s my boss!” I slammed. “Girl, please. If that man doesn't devour you soon, I will write a letter to HR for misconduct by starvation,” Chloe joked.

“Don’t tell me you projected on the boss.” I sat wearily on the table. “It’s worse than that.” She stopped typing. “What can be worse than shouting at your boss?” “Having sex with him.” She gasped, drawing the attention of the other workers. She covered her mouth, stood up, and dragged me to a corner. “This morning?” “Last night.” She frowned. “You fucked Alex Kane last night and I’m just finding out?” I scoffed. There was nothing exciting about sleeping with your boss, walking into his office, and remembering how you sat on his table and cummed on it.

I've just been having been dealing with some personal issues. Lucas lifted his eyebrow. "Personal issues? I need my employees to keep their personal lives out of the way. I need you to remain focused." I found myself getting mad as the blood in my body boiled up. Who did he think he was to be the one to guide me? Didn't he have a heart? "I'll try, boss," I told him, my voice becoming colder. "I also want to have some empathy from my boss, you know. I'm a human being, too."

We tried. We continued to eat, the silence only shattered by the sound of silverware on plates. My mind was full of thoughts and ways to navigate living and working in the same environment as my boss. He was going to smother me at work as if things weren't bad enough for me already. The gossip at work was going to fly around for a long time. “Thank you for the meal," I said setting my fork and knife down and pushing the plate away from me. “May I be excused?"

His hand gripped the wheel loosely, his focus steady on the road, the glow of the streetlights painting his face in gold and shadow. “So,” he said after a few minutes, “how was work today?” “Rough,” I replied with a sigh. “But at least it’s over.” He glanced at me. “You look like you need a long vacation.” “Tell me about it.” I laughed. “But knowing my boss, that’s never going to happen.” “Sounds familiar.” His tone turned softer. “I’m not really close to my family, so I know the kind of shit that builds up when work’s the only thing left keeping you busy.”

And just before the doors closed, I saw the writing above the door. Lounge. "Fucking lounge of course he'll be there!" I gritted my teeth, thankful I managed to get out. You may think I was avoiding him, but wouldn't you? We were living in the same house. Under the same roof! Was that not worth panicking about?? I don't know, the more I thought about it, the more unsettled I became. He was the last person I wanted to share an apartment with. The very lady person! Come to think he was my boss. My boss. I was living with my boss.

And she called it the perks of sleeping with her boss. “You’re so serious. What’s wrong with you? And what’s with that frown?” she said, then slapped my forehead lightly. “Ow!” I rubbed the spot and shot her a glare. “Stop that. And I’m busy. I’m still trying to memorize everything I need to know, so get out of my face and let me work.” “So cranky,” she teased, poking my armpit. “Why? Haven’t been getting laid lately?” “I can live without… sex,” I muttered, lowering my voice on the last word and glancing around. “And that’s none of your business anymore, Manager Betty. Your job is eleven floors up," I added, referring to our boss.

Gina... The fact that I have to work, living Dee by herself makes me sick. I am really worried about her. If I could live work and run back home just to check up on her, that would be better. I can't do that because my boss is not around the office. She is away on business. She left me in change of everything. so I can't just go and live the office. I have to be a good leader if I want the promotion she told me about.