My Boss Novels & Stories

Maybe it wasn't a good idea pushing her that much in the first place… "You can't die right now, young man. I need you for many years." He is still coughing when he hears Robert Aldridge's voice. He turns around and stands up, smiles at his boss with respect. The high heels sound follows his boss's presence and Mrs. Aldridge enters the meeting room. Even she has that strict expression on her face as always, her doe eyes and plump lips give her an alluring vibe. Theo wonders if she tries to look acidic on purpose, to intimidate the workers around.

"Oh of course, by the way, what is your relationship with Mr. Evan, are you his new girlfriend?" I shook my head, "No, we're just friends," "Oh yes, he's a fussy boss and wants a lot. But he's very good with you." Boss?? Shocked, of course, because he was the boss of this big company. Is this luck or disaster for me?

I wanted to just keep my problem to myself and deal with it alone but just looking at her, I realized she had the zeal to help in any way she could so I spit out my deepest worry at the moment. “It’s just……” I tried. “I am having a meeting with my boss at the moment and you know how pretty hard he gets when he is not pleased with your work. And lately I really haven’t been giving him reasons to be pleased with me” I uttered, running my hand through my disheveled hair to get it in shape and make it look presentable. “Hey hey hey! Don’t beat yourself down for this. I know how bosses can be pretty lousy. But you are nothing short of a good staff for the long time

She works for me, and I am her boss. I sternly corrected her, "Employees don't talk with their boss like that." Vanessa responded with an astonished "Ohhh." I said, "You are working for me, I'm the boss, so please behave like an employee." "We are in your workplace, which has a nice environment, and I am worried about you because we are friends. Besides, the boss can be friends with her staff, right?" My eyes were still fixed on the folders, but I nodded anyhow. "But not to you," I say.

she says once again, sounding more agitated by the passing second while ushering me in the direction of the dining room. “ You wouldn’t want to irritate your bosses." My said bosses are some of the most intimidating people that you might ever get to meet. I don’t say this because I have seen them get furious and lash out at people, even though I have. I’m saying this because they are some of the most influential people to walk this planet and their aura alone is enough to intimidate you. They belong in the upper echelon of the high class society. They make and destroy people without having to lift a finger or move from their chairs.

“I’m fine.” She studied me for a moment. “You looked sad.” I bent my head as if that would help me understand what she said. “Did I?” She nodded slowly, “I had this weird dream. In it, you were really sad and it looked like I was the reason you were sad.” Before I could say anything, she laughed awkwardly. “Forget it, It was probably just a dream.” She said as she scratched the back of her neck. “I mean, why would my boss be sad over me?”

Doesn’t breathe unless it’s to say, “Fix it.” I once watched him fire an intern mid-yawn. Mid-yawn, people. The poor girl hadn’t even finished inhaling. It’s 1:57 a.m., and I’m still in the office, because my boss doesn’t believe in “after hours.” He believes in “Hailey, the shareholders’ deck better sing like a BTS chorus by morning.” I’m hunched over my laptop, eyes burning, when I realize my espresso machine has given up on life. Much like me.

Why am I always the one who loses out! "You only have one task. Ask him for help so he can save you. That's all. After that, my boss might let you go." I lifted my head so I wouldn't look scared. "Who is your boss? Just tell me. It's better if we talk directly." He laughed and spat to the side. "You think I'm going to tell you? No way." "Oh come on, you don't have to mention his name. I just need to know if he's one of Max's enemies?"

Danny replied with his voice quieter and almost hesitant. “As my what? What did you just say?” I cut in with a voice laced with bitterness, and I concluded with sarcastic laughter. “As my boss? The one who was always there just to tell me what to do, to make me feel guilty for things that weren’t even my fault? Is that the meaning of boss?” My hands clenched beside me. “I don't need you as a wall to just stand beside me and you can stop sponsoring me if you like.”

I greeted immediately. “Good morning, Miss Emily,” he said, smiling faintly. “Actually, I wanted to inform you that the boss wants to see you. He’s around today.” “Oh… okay. Thank you,” I managed, trying to sound casual, though my heart had started to race. “You know his office, right?” he asked. I nodded quickly, already rising from my seat. I hadn’t seen the boss since I was hired. The manager had sent my details to him, and the boss had approved my hiring, but I’d never actually met him in person.