Living With My Boss Mga Nobela at Kwento

I had to move the phone from my ear for some seconds before placing it back. "Your boss is your ex-husband?!!" She yelled again. "Pipe down, Liya. The kids might hear you. They'll never approve of this." I said frantically. I kept checking the stairs to see if any of them were coming down. "I need this job, okay? I need money." She sighed. "Can you manage?" "Of course, why not? Besides, he has a girlfriend now. I know very well how to respect my boundaries. I'm just here to live a good life." I shrugged.

“How you got this job, the apartment, the office space and there was this time some staff were gossiping about how they suspect you are the boss having an intimate relationship because they saw you enter his car a couple of times. I had to shush them up. Not sure what they'll say if they get to know you live with him.” “Can you lower your voice a little? Someone might hear you.” “It's just both of us.” “Someone might be around the corner.” “This is what I've been afraid of. Technically, I don't live with him. There's...” “I know, I've been there to drop Laura off with her mum.” “Not trying to pry or anything but what connection do you have with the boss? You don't have to tell me if you don'

Okay, by that definition, I actually am kind of a doofus, but I wasn’t about to admit that to him. I crossed my arms. “I have to pay rent, I have to eat, and if the only way to do that is to work for an asshole, sorry, Mr. Bigshot ‘Gonna Buy The Company Someday,’ but I like having a roof over my head and dinner every night. It’s not going to be that way forever. It’s only temporary. Haven’t you ever had to put up with crap, ever, or is your life so charmed that you never had to overcome any setbacks?” He laughed as he headed towards Klaus’s office. “Alright, alright… so you’re just a little doofus. Come on, let’s go dig up some more evidence of your boss’s douchebaggery.”

***pervert boss*** I blow out a quick breath as I move towards the counter of Mari Vanna restaurant. I started working here part time when I got admitted in Fordham and to be honest, the paycheck has helped me to foot my bills and save some for unforeseen circumstances. But my boss is really a hard knot to crack. He's always at my throat which makes working here impossible sometimes. I wish I can have a simple life where I don’t work for anyone but be a boss on my own. The smell of cheese wafts the air, and into my nostrils as I approach the kitchen door.

LENA'S POV I've been trying so hard to have only a professional relationship with my boss and I know I'm doing well, we have a good relationship, we are more of Friends than boss and a secretary now but when it comes to serious business we behave professionally, but sometimes when we are working together we forget we are boss and subordinate. I've been so comfortable around vicento that I wanted to distance myself from him and I've been able to do that to an extent but he wouldn't let me. I have decided to enjoy life the way it is, I no longer want to control anything in my life because the more I try to control situations around me, the more I feel my situation with my boss becomes difficul

“You are my boss, Ma’am. It is hard for one to be free around their boss, isn't it?" It took me that moment to realize she was right. “That’s true though,” I agreed. “But I am not like those employers who like their staff to be uptight around them. I like it when people who work for me are open and free around me." I looked around the quiet living room and added. “It makes the house more lively.” “Mr Russo won’t be pleased with that." I blinked, thinking about her words. I remembered when Lorenzo had scolded me for trying to clear the plate on the dining table right after eating. If he wasn't pleased about me doing something that trivial, he definitely wouldn't be pleased about me being too

I’m really making a goddamn fool of myself, aren’t I? “Well, I’m an employee of the company. And I’m a single dad. So, naturally, I thought you’d know I’m living in Center City Apartments as well.” Of course, I didn’t know that. Since when would I have asked my boss where he lived, what he did during his off time, or what’s been happening since he and his wife divorced? “Oh,” is all I can find myself saying. The gears in my head are turning very slowly right now. Maybe if Anderson was wearing a real shirt, I’d have an easier time focusing.

If only she knew. “So what is it like, living with the boss? Is he as cold as he is in the office?” She asked, and I almost let out a laugh. “Much worse, and guess what? We have only lived in the same house for twenty-four hours,” I said, and she gasped and burst out laughing. She soon began gossiping and introducing me to the other co-workers that walked by. I got so bored of the conversation, and I was saved when Leo came for me.

I was just his shadow. "Hey, I need the restroom," I whispered. He nodded absently. In front of the mirror, I retouched my lipstick. Then I saw her - Janet Maddox - behind me. "I didn't know people could look so alike..." she said, rinsing her hands. "Yeah... I guess," I replied, edging toward the door. "He likes you," she said calmly. "Nic? He's my boss," I answered. She smiled softly and stepped toward me. "I know. You'd make a wonderful mother."

And with that, she left without saying another word, shutting the door behind her. Now it was just me and my boss. He leaned back in his chair. “Your job is simple, keep up with the tasks and don't make me regret hiring you” “I won’t” “I would be free after noon, come around so we can discuss your pay” he said I nodded, feeling satisfied. “Alright then, let’s get to work” And just like that, a new life was starting for me. I was only minutes into arranging Mr Redmond’s schedule when I saw Steve walking out of the elevator, coffee in hand. The air around me suddenly disappeared and my stomach grew tighter.