Mrs Mayberry Helluva Boss Novels & Stories

"I hope it isn't another inefficient bastard?" Maya's eyes widened, she knew that voice she thought, that masculine deep sexy voice that could just make you weak on your knees. She was transfixed to the spot. And that was when Mrs. Laura decided to step aside and Maya gasped. "Fuck." She cursed as her bag fell from her hand. The beautiful stranger was her boss. Talk about luck or lack of it!

Bean, The CEO of the Fashion company where Maya works" the Woman replied. "Oooh, Mel nodded in realization, she had no idea it was her at all, she had heard Maya speak about her boss a lot of times, especially how much of a perfectionist she was and the amount of workload she constantly forced on her employees. What was she doing here anyway Mel wondered and a thought struck her mind, "Wait, Did you perhaps bring My friend here?" Mel asked in disbelief and Mrs. Bean nodded in approval. "No way, you're..the.." Mel was still speaking when Mrs. Bean chipped in.

Maya smiled sweetly instantly making any doubts they had about her disappear into thin air. She opened the fridge and poured a glass of water, finishing the glass instantly. She cleaned the glass and placed it clown carefully and just when she was about to leave, she heard Ron’s voice. "The boss hasn’t eaten anything since yesterday and..." "Why?" Maya asked with a deep frown. Ron smiled sweetly and turned his attention from the maids to her. "Yes ma’am the only thing Damian has been taking since yesterday was red wine. He doesn’t listen to anyone," Ron smiled hoping Maya would do something about his bosses stubborn nature. He had seen how he immediately obliged when she wanted to clean his

Instead, she’d been fucked into oblivion by the man she’d thought was just her demanding, impossible boss. Her demanding boss who was also her mysterious online Dom. Her demanding boss who’d made her scream his name loud enough that his neighbors probably heard. Loud enough that she’d lost her voice. Her demanding boss who’d held her after, who’d bathed her in his huge marble tub, who’d brushed her hair with such tenderness she’d nearly cried. She should feel violated. Manipulated. Used. Instead she felt… peaceful. More peaceful than she’d felt in years. Maybe ever. Like something inside her had finally clicked into place. Like a puzzle piece finding the slot it was always meant to fill. Lik

Guntoro politely. Mrs. Guntoro quickly chuckled, "Don't bother Juliana, I'm very worried about you, because you haven't been here for a long time, I thought you were angry with me." Juliana's eyes widened, how could she be angry at old people, moreover this old woman is the wife of the big boss in her office, Juliana's history might end. "Ah Mrs., how could I be angry, some time yesterday I was a bit busy, so I just had time to visit again now," said Juliana.

His fingers touched mine as he accepted my card, the treacherous butterflies in my stomach were swirling inside again. "See you tonight, Miss Heather." He didn't take his eyes off me until I nodded at him. Then he looked at Lana with a smile, "Miss Morrel." Mr. Shaw looked at me one more time before walking back to his desk. "Whoa! He really is ... " Lana looked at Mr. Shaw then drank his wine. "So when do you plan to tell me, Ella?" her eyes turned to me, her voice accusing me again. "He's just my client's boss, Lana."

Everyone could tell it was the boss, Derek Shepherd, coming. I tried to look at him but couldn't as Miss Wilson blocked my sight with her body. CLAP ... CLAP Instantly, the whole place fell into silence. “Everyone, step forward our new Boss would like to take a tour of the HR Department.” As I just stepped out, the same group of women started to rush towards the boss to put themselves first in the eyes of the boss. Facing such a sudden storm, I was caught off guard and someone accidentally knocked me far away. I tried to swing my arms to keep my balance but failed. I fell to my knees

In a shaky voice, she mewled threading with caution " _ Then what do you want? " " You have annoyed our boss and your punishment is death" A horrified look claimed her. Her palms sweated. Death? No. She could not die! What about her family and her child? She could not die, at least not now. Sniffing, Val beseeched " Who is your boss? Bring me to him I will apologize " What a brave girl? No a stupid one. The man crooned a laugh. Wielding the gun, he instructed Val out of the queue and she bossed the way back to the bridge.

"Your boss sound like a jerk, I can't believe you're working for someone like that... Why don't you just quit and stay with me, you can manage my business" Sophia stared at her with her jaw slacked. "I don't want to work for you, that's a disaster in the making". "But your boss is making you miserable, you sound like he's about to drive you insane". "I can handle it... This week has been better" she said, regretting her decision to use Lennox being an evil boss as a way to distract her mother. "I don't care what you say, I'm going to have to do something about your boss".

Holy shit. My ruthless Mafia Boss is the sugar daddy who calls me "Mistress" on the dark web. After my phone accidentally dialed him, Don Cassius's private phone buzzed on the conference table. The entire boardroom was dead silent. I held my breath. My palms were slick with sweat. Ten seconds ago, I hit the video call button for a contact saved as: 6'1, Dumb Money, 8-Pack. Who was currently sitting at the head of the table. The same man who had just ripped my art restoration draft into five pieces.