Moxie Hell Of A Boss Novels & Stories

Did he… Did he. “Did you take them out of me!?” sharply, I gasp at him. I cross my arms in front of my chest protecting my empty bra as I yell at him, “How could you do this to me!? You are my boss! How could you molest me!” Pervert! Jamie is no different from Bobby Goodwin! He is a pervert too! I can’t believe this! Why do they like to molest me!? Is it because I am a hot girl!? But I am not a girl! I am a dude too, I am a Goddamn dude-

I’ll show everyone that I’m not a weakling. I shoved her and gave a thunderstorm slap. “Bitch, I’m not easily bullied. You want to show me hell?” I grinned and gave out a horrible laugh. “You can’t, baby girl. Do you know why? Because I’ve been there before, and I know what it’s like to be in hell. I crawled out of there by myself. Bitch, I’m the queen of hell, and I’m your boss.” I gave her a mocking smirk and tightened my grip on her hair. She cried out in pain.

He peeked at his friend and forefully laughed at Zhuanmo dark face. "Sorry Boss" he solemnly said. Really ah,cant really beat this big boss ay1. Simply too hateful! HATEFUL! Really cant stand it, humph.

I stood up from my chair, "What the fuck?" He sighed, "Calm down, Sunshine. Listen to me first." I took my seat and narrowed my eyes at him, "You have five minutes to explain." "Mob bosses are known to be possessive over their wives. They don't shy away from showing their love for them. We need to carry on this act. I need to touch you or kiss you in front of others and even in private so that no one ever gets suspicious over our acting." I gave him a blank face before opening my mouth,

“I trust you’ll find it… comfortable.” I fought against the rogues as they pushed me forward, fear clawing at my insides. “I won’t stay here! You can’t keep me!” The Boss moved closer, his eyes narrowing with a predatory gleam. “Oh, but you will. I intend to make you understand just how powerless you truly are. You may think you’re strong, but I have ways of breaking even the fiercest spirit.” I glared at him, refusing to show my fear. “You’re a monster. You’ll never get away with this.”

He had been working with him for the past five years and he had nothing but admiration and respect for this guy who was so strict and disciplined towards his work but was very good to his employees. And when he decided to shift to Michigan and restart his grandfather’s business he had readily agreed to follow him to Michigan. But he was surprised when he hid his identity from Miss Fletcher and he noticed that Miss Fletcher had some grudge against his boss without even knowing him. What a foolish woman. And his boss even went personally to check the company as he was planning to buy it, which was way out of his character. Previously he was the one who would do all this type of petty jobs for

The boss smirked at the little kid who desperately tried to stop his own blood from spilling and commanded each of the six individuals to pack up as they all headed out "Don't bother killing the kid. Just leave that orphaned garbage here and let's burn everything down. This boat needs to disappear along with these orphaned traitors. Let the kid share his traitor brother's watery grave." As Michael sat on the waste bags, the boss took off his gloves and threw them in the speedboat that they used, meanwhile revealing the tattoo of a black and red crescent moon on the back of his hand. Michael awaited the group of killers to get in the boat and leave while he tried to press on his wound a littl

People were running away for their lives. Natasha stood there speechless, gaping at them in shock. "Hey…" Her boss ran over to them. "Stop, stop, stop… Don’t break anything. I will give you whatever you want. Just don’t break anything." "Who is Natasha Moore?" One of the hooligans asked. "Natasha Moore!" The boss exclaimed, stunned. He turned back to Natasha, wrinkles appearing on his brow. Natasha trembled, looking at his pissed-off look. She feared that he would fire her.

Sleeping with your new boss is not the kind of thing that looks good on anyone's resume, not to mention the awkwardness it creates around the office. And two... I was pissed. I want you so badly, Aria. I need you" and now he didn't recognize me? What an asshole! With his ridiculous indoor sunglasses, his oh-so-cool cigarette, and his stupid black borderline-tuxedo. I hated him. Work was painfully slow that day. It seemed that the arrival of Logan Mendel. his name was Logan, just plain old Logan, not any of the aforementioned exotic names such as Blaze, Blade, Slade, or Jethro...

I say, and they smile at me. “Thank you. We trust you.” Hellen says on their behalf. “Okay. Make sure everything is in order. I heard the new boss does not entertain nonsense, so be careful.” I warn them because, the way Boss Martin said it, we really need to be really weary of him. And we cannot just screw things up on the first day. “And who is this new boss? Do you know him?” Hellen asks. I shake my head.