Millie From Hell Of A Boss Novels & Stories

"My back…" I hadn't expected Layla not to recognize Renold's father at all. "Layla, look closely. I am the executive you've been talking about!" I stated my identity plainly, but it only drew laughter from the surrounding staff. Layla seized my hair and slapped me again and again. I was held down, completely unable to resist. My vision swam as blood seeped from the corner of my mouth. "Gold digger, how dare you try to get close to our executive? You won't give up until you pay the price, will you?"

Surely? "Boss," he says and motions for me to go to him. He pulls out the headphones from the port and presses play on the screen showing me a smiling Millie on the screen and then I listen to everything. "He's expecting me," Millie says while holding her backpack over her shoulder and gripping it with what I presume is anger and nerves. It isn't her that makes me angry, it isn't the fact that she isn't here either it's what one of my employees says obviously oblivious to the cameras pointing her way.

“What is your boss trying to do to me? Are you sure you are taking the right person? I'm Elsie Miller, I've got nothing to do with your boss." “Yes, exactly, Ms. Elsie Miller. You are wanted by our boss.” I’m speechless and I don’t have any idea what to do in this situation. I don't know how I'm getting into this. As far as I remember, I've never offended anyone. I need to figure out how to get away from this situation.

I was just about to respond when Carol, another of Milly’s followers rushes in, going straight to Milly. “Milly stop it” she hisses in warning. “The company's social media page has just announced-” Milly pushes her away before Carol can finish her sentence, making her stumble in the process. Turning to face the room, Milly addresses them. “I hate it when a woman uses her body to advance at work. Spreading her legs just to get ahead of others. Don’t you just hate it? It’s sad that Harper here doesn’t know how to get by except by being a slut for her boss.”

Sunshine introduced me. "We know. He is the one who bears Miss Alice for the rest of us." The guy sitting beside me chuckled as he punched my arm. I moved away from him awkwardly, rubbing where he had just punched me. "Ssshhh, that bitch has her ears everywhere," another guy stated, and I felt uncomfortable hearing that. Yes, she wasn't an angel, but still, calling her a bitch was too much. She was the CEO and as our boss, she deserved some respect.

“Here is a suggestion. If the boss is offering you a cup of coffee, take up the offer before he gets angry and instead increases your workload. Take it while he is still being soft-hearted.” I arched an eyebrow. “Are you threatening me?” He feigned innocence and shook his head. “I am exerting my rights as your boss.” A smile appeared on my lips. “Fine, Boss. I will be right back after a while,” with that, I turned away from him and was making my way out of the break room. However, before leaving, my eyes fell on a mirror at the corner of the room. I saw that Zaylen was smiling at my response — it was a different kind of smile. An affectionate smile that would normally send my toes curling. W

Immediately, an ominous hunch surged up in her, and she gulped down softly. She really couldn't bring herself to go inside the private room. Fuck! She didn't even know who this boss is Sensing her hesitation, the gentle-looking man adjusted his eyeglasses and turned away from her. " It would be best if Miss Ava could go in now, as the boss hates people who waste his time." Then, he strode away. Ava's throat turned hot, and her face paled. She understood what the man said just now, but it was really difficult. What was she going to do?

I laughed "We have to have a little consideration for the people in it. You and Neveah might turn it into a global shopping mall that'll take you days to actually find what you want. You have to get notice at least three days in advance for the event you're shopping for!" She laughed. "I thought you were scary when I first saw you." she confessed "I always thought the mafia was deadly and heartless people ruled it. Now...I think I can say it's not so bad." "And why is that?" I questioned "I'm in love with the boss of the mafia who will soon be Italy's richest teen bachelor." she said "Except the fact that you're not a bachelor anymore." "Hmm....I'm going to miss those free spirited days." I

“I can only imagine the millions the almighty boss will make when he sells this place. Whoever lives there won’t ever want to leave.” The office phone rang, cutting off her thoughts. Zoe answered on the second ring. “Thor Miller’s office, good morning.” The cold, commanding voice on the other end made her stomach tighten. “Zoe, come to my office. Now. Bring today’s schedule.” Before she could respond, the line went dead. He had hung up on her. “Oh boy… brace yourself, Zoe… today the mighty boss is going to be the devil himself.” With her tablet in hand and a half-amused, half-worried expression, she walked down the hallway and knocked lightly on his door.

I screamed to her but she only smiles. She stopped junking only to tell back at me "fuck you bitch!" The students seated around the yard barely gave her any attention. They're used to her now. "You're so dead, Millie!" I yelled on top of my voice. "I'm still alive!" She replies before jumping off the car, her yellow crop top only barely fitting over her large bossom, her bellybutton on full display down to the blue bargy ragged jeans she wore. As always she has her blond hair held into two messy bons at each side of her head, giving her elfin face a more babyish touch.