My Boss's Boss Novels & Stories

" Sarah pleaded, she didn't even know when she spilled everything she was surprised when the man stopped walking and softened his facial expression. "So what do you want me to do?" He asked Softly. "I beg your pardon sir?" Sarah said confused at his statement. "I said what do you want Boss himself to do for you?" He scratched his bushy moustache. "Boss? Who is boss?" Helen asked looking around. "I am Boss,the boss of all bosses. I am the boss of this place. You haven't answered my question,what do you want Boss to do for you?" He moved closer to them.

“M-Ms. Brooks.” He greeted Scarlett respectfully when he saw her. “The boss wants to see you.” “Huh? Harvey was slightly taken aback by her words. ‘Boss? ‘Isn’t Scarlett the chairman of the Transgenerational Group? Is there another boss behind her?’ He raised his head and saw James sitting in an office chair. ‘This man in ordinary clothes is the boss behind-the-scenes of the Transgenerational Group?’ He was in disbelief. However, there were only two people in the office.

He said looking at me. I laughed humorously. "You don't know my boss he will fire me and his girlfriend will kill me if I don't show up. He is such an arrogant and jerk. I'm sure every boss in the world is arrogant and Bossy jerk like him." I said looking back to him. He raised up his right eyebrows in offence. I looked at him confusingly and then it hit me. Shit! He is also a boss of his employees. "Sorry I didn't mean all the bosses. Some are good." I said apologetically.

I thought I would receive another scolding from him, and maybe the last one. After processing the context, I became curious. I would finally meet Mr. Scott's eldest son, after hearing so much about him. "Is everything okay?" my boss asks, perplexed. "You've been acting strange lately." "It's nothing. Everything's fine." I did have something on my mind, my family. But it wasn't something I should convey to him. "Okay... I need you to tidy up the upstairs room before he arrives." I agreed and got up from the kitchen counter stool after Mr. Scott.

I, on the other hand, couldn't stop staring at him. He was gorgeous. Dark hair, tall with broad shoulders, and a tailored suit that showed off his trim physique. Not to mention a jaw that could cut diamond. “Who is that?” I whispered, my eyes following him as he walked. “Seriously?” She cocked her head to the side and looked askance at me. “That's our boss's boss's boss, Carson Winthrow. Do you know anything about this company?” “Well, I know where the good bathrooms are,” I replied.

“Why not?” “Because my life is here. You’re asking me to leave my life, pack it up, leave my support system with a baby on the way for a place where I don’t have that support, and really neither do you. Yes, you make more money, but we work for the same company.” “Which creates other issues, because I’m technically your boss.” “Four steps removed.” “That doesn’t change the reality. My position makes me the boss of every employee below me, even if they don’t report to me. But you do report to me. You are in my direct department.”

“And here I thought we were best friends already.” “Best friends?” I snarked just a little because it was hard to believe him when boss number two was practically gunning for me, and he– well he was basically boss number three. They had to be best friends-both of them. It was how it usually worked. First you have the overall boss who runs things. Then you have the immediate two who are close to the boss but also very close to themselves because their ranks are a bit more equal. If anyone could give me a plausible answer for boss number two's sour mood, it was definitely Mr Wolf here.

"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.” *

He holds up his sweaty hand to me, interrupting me in the middle of my sentence. “I’m sorry, but I informed your bosses about this change. Has no one informed you of the switch?” No. No one said shit. I grit my teeth into a pathetic excuse for a smile. “No, Mr. Anderson nor any of my other bosses mentioned anything.”

I stepped inside after opening the door, only to find Zaiden leaning against his black leather chair, his eyes glued to the screen of his laptop. "Why are you so rude?" I kept the blue file on the desk, looking at the annoying man, Mr. Zaiden Storm, who also happened to be the CEO of this company. Well, I wasn't Mr. Zaiden Storm's secretary. I was the MD of the Storm Fashion Industry, and Zaiden was just my boss with whom I have been working for the past two years, ever since he has become the CEO. Zaiden raised his brows, smirking in my direction after looking away from the laptop. "Does it look like I have to answer you, Miss?"