Moxie Hell Of A Boss 소설 & 이야기

She felt hot all over, a moan escaping her lips when his tongue darted out to make contact with her neck. Fucking hell...

“What the— “Sorry Miss Peruvian but you’re not allowed to use your phone until you finally able to talk with our boss.” “Who’s that boss you’re talking about, huh?! And what does he really want from me! It’s impossible that someone’s really mad at me because I don’t even talk to people!” I scowled. But just like what they always do, they pretended not to hear me. I’ll surely kick that man’s ass when I see him. The limousine suddenly stopped and the men stepped out of the limo while dragging me with them. It was a huge twenty-five-story building made from spandrel glass and steel.

Now all I have to do was hide so no-one from back home finds me. But did I say that I left the hell behind? Because no, the new job I got comes with a Boss that’s the devil incarnate and he sure knew how to make my life hell. The problem with him was he doesn’t make me want to runaway and I don’t want to kill him as much as I want to look into those grey eyes and find all his secrets. To tell him how much of an arsehole he is and then… maybe… kiss him a little, forgetting the fact that he was as dangerous and as wild as wild panther. And I couldn’t help but be attracted to his untouchable beauty, knowing I’d be the one hurt and killed. _

Xavier said putting his hands under Aria's butt and standing up with her He started to walk when he turned around. "And for the record I'm not just a guy." he gave me a wicked smirk "I run this joint." They walked away and I felt a little lonely when I heard Aria laugh as they went down the corridor. I leaned over and looked at the people passing down below. It took me a couple of minutes for Xavier's words to register and when they did a gasp left my mouth. Wait.....He's the Boss???? XAVIER'S THE BOSS OF THE MAFIA!!!!

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"Nice try, but I'd never lay a hand on you." "Because I'm a woman or because I'm your boss's wife?" I teased, shoving his shoulder, wanting him to drop the prim-and-proper pose and do something he really wanted. I was anxious for an opponent my equal, someone who wouldn't just stand there waiting to be attacked by me. "Because Mel loved you, and in some strange way, that makes me love you too and unable to hurt you." Hearing that was like being punched in the stomach—I wasn't expecting those words. Remembering how Melissa taught me everything she knew and how she listened to me, even when it seemed silly, was horrible. It made me feel worse than I already did.

Taya stopped at a desk that behind it was Drea, her boss' assistant. "Hey, Drea! You look very good, today!" Taya greeted with a brighter smile on her face. "You sound like a guy I met in the club last night." Drea almost rolled her eyes. "Didn't you call that you were sick?" Taya snapped her fingers. "Yeah, I did." "You don't look like you are sick at all. You even smell like a bride already." Drea teased but it was a stab in Taya's heart. "I am not. It was just my excuse not to go to work." But Taya replied in a normal tone.

Pain washed over her face, emotional, mental, everything all at once. “Mark, you just don’t understand,” she whispered, voice cracking. “I quit because… my boss is a real monster.” “Shut up!” Mark roared. “Your boss is a monster?” She nodded gently. “No,” he hissed, stepping closer. “I’m gonna remind you who you really… really should be afraid of.” He shoved past her, heading for the back seat of the car. She watched helplessly as he grabbed the bottle of the beer he had gotten, hit everything on the floor and all the bottles broke, spilling drinks everywhere.