My Boss Novels & Stories

When he was seated, he asked, "So, you look a lot better than yesterday." "Yeah, I guess, new morning, new start and all that crap," I replied, not believing a word I just said. As he drove us to work, I contemplated my next question and then I decided to just ask. "So, Tìo, I was wondering..." His brows rose up and I knew I failed terribly at sounding nonchalant. "Yes, Rose?" He prompted. "Tell me something about your boss?" I finally asked.

He looks incredibly relaxed and handsome as he stands in front of me, but it takes me about five seconds longer than it should to put it together. I can’t help but gulp as I set down the girl in my arms. My boss…he’s my neighbor?!

"When my boss deems me worthy, I will be promoted." Dad paused, setting down his utensils to look at me directly. "Boss? I fail to understand why you are working under someone when you could be running the entire Clarins empire." "Dad, please. I enjoy working for the company. My boss is fantastic," I defended. He raised an eyebrow. "So you are content to use your talents to benefit someone else's company rather than your own?" "That's your company, not mine," I muttered under my breath. Shaking his head, Dad exhaled. "Anyway, tell me, how long do you plan to work there?"

Roll your eyes" I can always replace lunch at dinner time. And regarding work, you know I can't leave it, how would I pay for the house? Now it's my turn to roll my eyes. This is a town where, even as a homeowner, you have to pay a monthly fee for always living here. Go town. Wow boss. The whole town is run by one person: the boss of the Russian mafia, or as many call it: The Boos. Few people have seen his face, few people know where he is, and few people know exactly what he does. I don't know what he does with all the money from the townspeople, since being so filthy rich I highly doubt he needs it. But hey, it's not like I'm going to ask. I've told you a thousand times that... "And I have

I rolled my eyes when I heard that, I never cared about someone's sexual preference, besides I most likely wouldn't meet them. Auditors will only deal with financial managers and the like. Not boss. And I really don't care if this client is insanely good looking, a job is a job. One thing I knew for sure, the job waiting for me in Manhattan was going to be a pain

With a sigh, I opened it. Hope you and Ava have a good day tomorrow. I straightened and read it again before realizing I was smiling. “What?” Ava asked. “Hm?” “You’re smiling.” “Am I?” She nodded. “I’m just reading a message.” “From Auntie Mia?” “No.” “Carla?” “No, not Carla either.” “Then who?” I hesitated. “My boss.” Her head tilted. “The grumpy man?” I couldn’t stop another laugh. “He’s not grumpy all the time. He smiled the last time you saw him, didn’t he?”

"He's the Boss of the company I mentioned earlier.” My little boy nods sagely. "So do we know him? Is he a friend of yours? You're also a boss Mommy. Do all bosses know each other?” "No, they don't. We don't know him. Now go and put on your shoes so we can get you a very gigantic bowl of Spaghetti Bolognese.” *

My woman. Heads would roll. I thanked the doctor and walked out of his office. I pulled out my phone and dialed a number I had been preserving for a long time. "Boss. Talk to me." "Someone is messing with what's mine and I need you to find everyone attached to this. I mean every single living soul." "Yes boss." "I'll send you all the details you need. I want results by tonight. Do not keep me waiting." "Consider it done boss."

“Maybe that’s whaat I am. And to top it, my boss made me sign…a marriage contract. I’m doneee with love and I never want to see him again.” “What if he truly wants you? Your boss.” She raised her head and stared at me. And for a moment, I thought she recognised me. Then she bursted out laughing. “Do you know whoooo my boss’ssss?” “Alex Kane,” she contiued. “He has more body count than the stars in a clear night sky. Alex Kane is a disater waiting to happen if I aagreee…to that. Even if I have no…where to go, I would never accept his offer.”

“Why are you here? You should be resting. Taking time to recover.” “I can’t afford rest right now.” My voice was firmer than I expected. “There’s too much at stake.” The elevator dinged and we stepped in together. She leaned closer, her voice lowered. “I don’t want to worry you… but a lot happened while you were gone.” My brow lifted. “What do you mean?” She hesitated. “The Boss… he’s been dismissing people Left and right. No warning, no discussion. One day, he'll just walk in and fire people, it was terrible these past two days you weren't at work, he's incredibly frightening.”