Romans & histoires My Boss Wants Me So Bad

"Nothing special – if you weren't nothing special, then Michael wouldn't be eyeing you." Jess eyed me. "Give it a shot." "He's my boss!" "And who would fire you if they found out?" "My boss." I looked at her. "Oh." "Exactly, oh. Why should he fire you if he's crushing on you?" "I don't want him to keep me in this company just because he likes me – well, if he does like me that is. I want him to see my potential!" "If he didn't, he wouldn't have asked you to come by for an interview dear. He only hires the best. I mean, look at me."

I knew that she did not want to acknowledge my presence, but thick-skinned as I was, I sat on the chair vacated by her companion. “Who was he?” I asked, unable to help myself. I wanted to talk about her near-abortion, but jealousy began to surface. It was so strong that I was unable to tamp it down. Amee dropped her fork and raised her chin to meet my direct gaze. “He’s my boss.” I scoffed. “Boss,” I muttered contemptuously. “He wants you,” I told her frankly because, for me, no man would give attention to another if he were not attracted. And can see admiration in the man’s eyes the moment they latched on Amee.

I grumbled, knowing it'll be easier than lying to the very inquisitive Robyn. "Right, so, you remember those dates? Make sure you pinned your man and schedule your steamy getaway. The place is secluded, you know I only have the best intention for my favorite boss." I chuckled telling her that I was her only boss. "I know. Hence, my favorite. And I want you to be happy. You know, happy boss equals happy Robyn." She smugly stated and I let out another laugh. Perfect, she knows how to get me in a better mood.

Taylor said, "Sorry I can't do what you say, madam. I know you're angry but try to calm down, I didn't come here to start a fight." "So what are you here for?" I crossed my arms, anger making it impossible for me to suppress. Taylor said: “Boss wants to see you, could you take a moment to meet him ?” I grinned, a sarcastic and disdainful smile: “Because your Boss wants to see me, I have to go see him? I am not the dog called to chase is to go. I'm not going, get the hell out of here and tell your Boss I don't want to see him, don't come bothering me anymore."

my voice was a little high pitched and defensive. "Me thinks you protest too much," Jonathan teased with a crooked smirk on his lips. I glared at him causing the smile to disappear. "Do you want more?" I turned to look at Bobby, he was staring at me with a serious expression on his face. I gave a thought to his question before answering. Reign is a good guy, one of the best, handsome kind, any woman will be lucky to be with him. I shook my head before speaking my words out loud. "Reign has never shown that kind of interest in me, as a matter of fact he is my boss, and a very good friend. I don't want anything to jeopardise that. I will hate to lose him."

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I would hate for him to be onto me now that I was starting to fit my claws deep into him. “Sometimes I don’t know if you want me or not. I love working for you, you’re the best boss I’ve worked with but sometimes I get treated like an object. It’s particularly unfair to me as a person and it’s affecting me. I don’t even know if you genuinely want me or not. I’m doing my best to protect myself here and I don’t want to lose focus.” I replied before plumping down on the bed. That was the truth but not the whole thing.

Why does his sharp response make me want to push more, see if he cracks? I head out when he asks me to leave, my neck still warm from his breath, that stare across his table replaying. All day, I glance in through the blinds, seeing him move or type hard. Each eye catch is like a spark. And I have to admit, I'm insanely attracted to my boss. A confession that might get me fired, if he gets to know.

"What? What do you want?" "I want you to be mine." The words were raw, honest, devastating. "Not because I'm trying to control you or own you or compete with Richard. But because that night we had together? That wasn't enough. It will never be enough. I want more nights, more mornings, more of everything with you. I want to know every part of you—E and Evelyn and whoever else you are underneath all the expectations." "I can't," I said, even as my hands moved to his chest, feeling his heartbeat racing beneath my palms. "We work together. You're my boss. The power dynamic—"

“He would love to have you in his private room.” “You… Your boss?” My brows were raised so high, it almost touched my hairline. Now why would his boss want to meet me? What was it that attracted me to him? My frame? Could it be… “Is your boss a submissive?” God help me if he turned out to be one. This wouldn't be the first time a sub came onto me, believing I was the perfect daddy for them. What they always found out after speaking with me was also my desire to find a daddy. Not in the financial sense, mind you. All physical, baby. All physical.