My Boss Wants Me So Bad Novels & Stories

He asked, his face still buried in me. I shook my head softly, "I don't know what you're talking about." I lied. Bishop was right, I called him boss just now so I can remind him of his place in my life. Bishop is my boss and I feel it should end at that. "Would you quit your job for me?" He suddenly blurted. I swallowed hard at his question, what the hell is he trying to do? Quit working at Wet Nights just to fulfill his wants and desires?

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...

He thought killing one of my employees and torturing the other would get him the information he desperately needs but this is all a lie. It does not matter how much torture he puts them through, they have been programmed to die for me and they will gladly do so. “Boss. Should we tell them to cut it off? You said to scare him." One of my workers asks. I take out a gun and point it at him“And if you do not want to lose your tongue then maybe you should not come to me with all your foolish suggestions." His eyes open in shock and he takes a few steps backward. “I am sorry boss." He apologizes.

And just I had imagined, my face was as red as tomatoes. I know this is wrong, it's very wrong to be this excited about my Boss! But, I can't help it. I really need to pull myself away from this secret passion that's slowly taking all of me. This abominable thoughts about my boss was eating me up! How can I be so much absorbed to the extent that I can't even sleep? Sometimes, I wonder if loving him was a curse to me. It seems so! If not, why am I getting punished this way?

His words sounded nice, but they reeked of danger and sarcasm. “What is it?” I asked impatiently. It was clear I was in an enemy's Base. Picking up their calls could put my life in danger, and I needed to stay alive for Elara. “The boss wants something from you,” he said. The boss! I'd only seen that bastard once, and that ended in disaster. If I had a list for the people I feared the most, THE BOSS would top the list. “What does he want now?” I asked. I'd given them everything. What else could they possibly want?.

"I know I have to give him some time but the way my boss looks at me sometimes, like he's planning something, unnerves me. I don't know what he could possibly want? The way he said it to me made it look like he was just trying to be nice but why act nice all of a sudden and why try to control me like I don't have a choice of my own? I know I have to get through this but I didn't expect it to be this hard because this is just the beginning. If things continue like this, I

Why exactly was I imagining such crazy things about my boss? I don't know why I was so attracted to my boss? Things that I have never imagined about any other person. It was crazy the things he was making me imagine. Get a grip Violet! You are not a lady of the night or someone with high sexual drive. Stop acting like you are on heat. I told myself. Then the sane part of my mind said ‘I told you this was a bad idea.' And I actually agreed now. My Boss and I in the same space was definitely a bad idea.

I turn back around to see Winston staring at me with hopeful eyes making my stomach drop. I swallow the lump that was forming in my throat, "Hmm I can't this weekend" Winston smiles, "No worries, whatever works best for you just let me know" I could just not say anything and pretty much get away with this but I don't want to led him on or hurt him so I gather up the courage, "Actually Winston you're so nice and cool, you might be my favorite person at work but I have a lot on my plate right now, I'm just not up to dating or seeing anyone right now. I'm sorry." One of the things I might have on my plate is feelings for my boss because he kissed me that one time and now I can't stop thinking a

Then: "I'm attracted to you. I think you know that. I think you've known it for longer than I've been willing to admit it to myself." "I do know that." "And I think you're attracted to me. Which is a problem for both of us." "Because you're my boss." "Because I'm your boss," he agreed. "And because I'm not good at this." "At what?" "At wanting someone." He said it with the particular honesty of someone who had thought about this extensively and had come to conclusions they didn't particularly like. "I'm good at control. I'm good at strategy. I'm good at managing systems and outcomes and the specific architecture of professional relationships. But wanting someone — actually wanting them, in t

We can't overlook each other's shortcomings. I can't promise myself that I will be submissive totally. Antonio can be annoying at times and he might end up getting me fired which will bring me back to square one. Like I said to him in the car that night, I do not want him as a boss. I am scared of being his employee and I am scared of what he will do to me as my boss.