My Bosses Novels & Stories

"And then he told me to leave like he didn't just turn my soul into molten lava." She shrieked. "THE AUDACITY OF THESE MEN." "Right?" I groaned. "Girl. Your boss is trying to impregnate you again." I snorted. "Too late for that." She gasped. "He doesn't know, right?" "Nope. And I have no idea how to tell him anymore." "You don't. Let him suffer. Let his fine ass cry on marble floors wondering why his baby mama is ignoring him." I wheezed laughing. "You are unhinged."

“Where are your bosses? I'm excited to collaborate with the company and have a lot to discuss with them.” I shook my head in disbelief. Here he was again, undermining me and underestimating my abilities. He really had no idea. Victor probably assumed I was some assistant. I chuckled, unable to hide my amusement. “The bosses? Well, one of them suddenly had a personal emergency, so she'll probably just catch up later. But it's okay because the other one is here.” Victor narrowed his eyes, clearly wondering what I was getting at. “The other one?” he asked, puzzled.

”I didn't have time. “You shouldn't be out here alone.” A laugh almost escaped her, ugly and humorless. “That concern would land better if you weren't working for the people trying to take this place.” His expression went static. “You think I did this?” “I think your bosses want leverage.” “My bosses don't know how to strike a match without hiring a consultant first.”

For the first time in my life, I couldn’t have been more grateful for an email from my arrogant boss. “Is that from your apartment again?” She asked. “No,” I pushed myself out of my chair. “It’s from Mr. Calloway. He wants me to meet Sara for more details about the project.” “That’s amazing!” she gleamed before pulling me into a tight hug. My body relaxed before I even realized it had, as though it had been craving genuine human contact for a long time. I gave her a light tap on the back. “I really need to go. I don’t want to get fired in less than three days,” I said sarcastically.

If they were not seated, if they were not separated by the table, if three gentlemen were not walking toward them right then, she might have done things to him she probably would not regret. The three suited gentlemen looked immaculate. They were all middle-aged gentlemen that had enough grey hairs to understand that powerful personalities often presented themselves in unassuming ways and had little regard for common practice. So they quickly accepted The Boss' apology for dressing casually—he wasn't expecting to meet these fine gentlemen, he said, otherwise, he would have dressed to impress. They laughed. Boisterous laughs. The laughs of bosses. And, he said, he knew they would ask somethin

She turned to Dennis and said, “Dennis, this is my boss, Mr Justin Gerano.” Justin raised an eyebrow when he heard Jasmine introduce him as her boss. The events of the past two months showed that they were past the boss to employee relationship but it seemed that Jasmine didn’t feel the same way and it hurt him a little bit to know that. Dennis stood up from his seat and approached Justin with a smile on his face. “Nice to meet you," he said and stretched out his hand to Justin. "Hmmm," Justin simply said and took his hand. There was no way he was going to lie and say that he was also happy to see Dennis.

I must be tired that I fell asleep with my head on my table. “Have you eaten dinner?” he asked again, reaching for my forehead and pressing his lips to stop himself from laughing as he took the sticky paper that got stuck on my skin. “Sky would surely agree to this note,” he chuckled, returning the paper to me. I bit my lower lip, blushing at what I had written on the small sticky note. My boss is an a**hole! I scoffed. “Would I be reprimanded because of this?” I cleared my table, piled the folders, and took my bag from the file pedestal drawer.

I mean, what would that even look like? Tada, I am London Albright, Cath's twin. I shuddered at the thought. No, thank you. "Hey. Boss is in today." One of the girls Camille said as soon as I walked in through the staff entrance door. I made a face at that. Nobody liked when the Boss was in because that meant our manager; Jane rode everybody's ass like we were work mules in her bid to impress the boss. I hadn't seen the boss since I started working here, but a few of the girls had told me that he was a total smoke show and I'd be tongue tied when I saw him.

I asked. "Well, coincidences happen," Thobias shrugged. "Well then," I rest my arms on the table and smile at him. "That's not going to happen."