My Dominant Boss Novels & Stories

My head turned back toward him, my jaw tightening as anger broke through my calm expression. Dominic knew my boss because I had introduced them when we were dating. Now he was using that against me, reminding me that he could easily make trouble for me at work. I took a slow breath, refusing to let him see how much his presence affected me. I was a reborn woman now. He didn't have that kind of power over me anymore. "Fine," I said, my eyes flashing with irritation as I tore a fresh sheet from my order pad. "Your order will be ready in ten minutes."

"So I'll ask again: what are you doing here?" "I'm here for work sir” I reply.. “I don't care but just know this, he is obsessed. In the space of a week he has already bought a building he doesn't need and given you a promotion with compensation higher than usual” he continues "Dominic is on fire and from where I'm standing, you're playing with fire. And the thing about fire, it doesn't care who started it. It burns everything." Indeed there's nothing ordinary about my promotion and we'll have to be together next week to meet clients, as if the day could not get any worse

“No, Haven, we are absolutely not a real couple. The penthouse situation is one huge misunderstanding. The gifts are another huge misunderstanding. Everything is actually tied to corporate insurance benefits.” Haven immediately laughed. “Yeah right. No billionaire boss behaves this way. And your corporate insurance benefits cannot be this good.” I immediately defended myself. “He is simply helping an employee.” She laughed again. “Bosses do not spend millions helping an employee unless deep feelings are involved.” “There are absolutely no feelings involved. It is strictly a working relationship.” She hummed thoughtfully. “Do you know what I think? I believe something else is happening. But y

“Why don’t you let us go, and maybe the boss will arrange something for the both of you for your trouble?” As if Blade would allow such a ridiculous thing, I scoffed. Benny could lose his job for even suggesting something that was absurd. “What was that?” dark eyes looked at me as I shook my head. “You clearly have something to say.” I looked away, not bothering with this conversation. “What do you want me to do, boss?” muscles finally spoke, looking like he had somewhere else he wanted to be. “How about we call, Blade?” he answered with much enthusiasm. I didn’t like this guy. His dominance was a major red flag. He had a powerful aura around him he knowingly carried. I stopped my wandering

I grab my phone and dialed Maya's number. "Mr King" she answered immediately. "I have a little job for you, a girl, you will see her to her need, get her cleaned up for me, highlight her about me and tell her the rules and regulations" I ordered. Maya knows what I do for a living, I am a dominant and I live under BDSM and I want a submissive. "A girl, do you mean a sub?" She asked, I didn't answer her questions. Maya has always wanted to be my sub but I refused and I'll forever refuse, she likes me, if she gets entangled with me, she'll end up heartbroken.

— Thiago asked, now with arrogance and without greeting. — Good afternoon, Thiago. Yes, I've found out — I replied kindly. — Congratulations on your achievement and thank you for being part of my agency and elevating its name — he added formally. I understood that Thiago wouldn't be friendly with me anymore. He would revert to his arrogance and dominance, trying to control me again. — Thank you, Thiago. It's an honor for me to be a part of it and represent it — I added just as formally, speaking like a true employee talking to her boss.

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

So, here she was. She's usually smart enough to handle Damon's schedule before she started on the other assignment. Still, sometimes her excitement got the better of her, and she's left in a panic, rushing to put together her boss's weekly meetings into something of a schedule that hopefully looked professional enough to keep her from being chewed out. It didn't help that she had someone like Damon as her boss. He's, just, intimidating. He one of the most potent CEOs she had ever encountered who followed the rules a bit too seriously - not to mention how undeniably gorgeous he is.

He looks at Julian with the bored expression of a man looking at an annoying insect he is about to crush. "Is there a problem, Julian?" Dominic’s voice is smooth as silk and twice as dangerous. Julian stiffens, his eyes darting between his boss and Rhea. "No, sir. I was just... checking on Ms. Voss. She seemed unwell." Dominic walks over, stopping directly behind Rhea. He doesn't touch her, but he stands so close she can feel the predatory heat radiating from his chest. He places a hand on the back of her chair: a silent, dominant claim of territory.

“He wants me.” “I'm sorry?” “He wants me. To dominate. He wants me to be his sub.” I mutter. Her eyes widen. Then she starts laughing. “This isn’t funny!” “Oh my god, Nora, this is…God that is something.” She keeps laughing, rubbing her eyes. “Reid, your boss, who you have a crush on, wants to dominate you, the resident dominatrix? Jesus…” She starts laughing. “SEL!” I yell, and she coughs, trying to sit up straight in her chair and put on a professional face.