My Millionaire Boss Novels & Stories

What should I do? But as always, before I could speak, some people beat me to it. “ 2.5 million, mom.” I turned my head sharply to face Lisa. I looked straight into her eyes until she turned away from us. “ 2.5million? Andrea! That's a huge amount of money. Are you sure your boss gave you that amount of money without taking anything?” “ It's alright to be worried mom, but trust me, I have everything in control.” Mom's expression softened, a look of concern can still be read on her face.

He was all, but yet had the perfectly toned, muscled, proportionate body of a professional model, and a rare killer smile which made hearts throb at the sight of it. And to Skylar too, her boss looked so perfect, that it was almost annoying. It was too much for him to possess all those good qualities, and be wealthy at the same time! Talk about the unfairness of how things can be. “I am sorry, sir,” She finally found her voice, after a moment of trying not to subconsciously get awestruck on a beautiful Monday morning, by her unnecessary hot boss, who has a bad temper, was so stuck-up, rigid, inflexible, and too much!

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

He worked twice as hard in his studies, just so he would graduate with the best grades and get a good paying job as soon as he was out. When his mother told him about the shares his father had left for him, Damien was elated. He made strong investments and with time, they started paying off. By the time his graduation came, he was already a millionaire and he had the love of his life with him. He wanted to take things to the next level. He wanted to marry her. He wanted to make her his forever. She was the only woman he could picture spending eternity with without getting bored. She was bubbly, funny and good to look at.

“What does my boss have to do with this?” Carter grinned, his eyes sparkling mischievously. “Didn't I tell you this was an overnight adventure?” “No, no you didn't,” she replied. She gave him a gentle push on his shoulder. “And how did you get my boss's number?” His grin got wider. “I'm a billionaire. I can find anything out.” She laughed at his pride and then focused on navigating the field in her heels. He helped her up into the stairs into the airplane. Mia felt like a celebrity walking up the steps to the door where a stewardess in a fashionable dark blue uniform greeted her.

Sonya said, making me realize again that she was still in front of me. "Yes. It's really broken," I replied. "But at least keep eating, please," he said, and I nodded. My gaze went out the cafeteria window; there, it was clear that the man was walking towards the office lobby. "Look at our new boss! So handsome, right? This is the so-called perfect prince. Already handsome, he is also a billionaire. The company is in several developed countries, and of course there are lots of women who are willing to humble themselves just to be able to sleep with him," Sonya said exaggeratedly. For some reason, it made my chest feel hit and feel pain.

Paul was happy, sitting at his desk smoking a cigar. "What do you mean, good money?" "He paid for you and very well, we had never received for a woman what he offered for you, my rare gem." "And why did he do that? "I found out he owns a hotel chain and amazingly the man owns an oil company. He's filthy rich and he's taken a fancy to you, use your lemons and make lemonade." "He owns an oil company?"

“In the time that you’ve been here, I’ve seen you like this, with bruises and cuts, almost every week.” I’m surprised that he keeps track. “It’s more than concerning.” He continues his monologue and I let him. I don’t even know how to respond to something this personal being discussed with my boss. I can’t even fathom the thought that this millionaire is taking the time to talk about the well-being of a simpleton like me. I’m sure a few minutes of his time is worth a month of my salary and he’s spending it on my personal issues. It’s jarring how he sometimes does these things.

The boss said with a smile as he noticed yet another headline on the same subject. “ Thompson's Second Heirs Set To Tie The Knot With His Secretary” “ Oh! Woah! This lovely” The man exclaimed with excitement, he traced the picture of the smiling girl in the photo “ And she's such a pretty Angel. It's no wonder her boss couldn't resist her'' The man commented as he was suddenly drawn back to the man who had left. “ Why would a homeless man get angry from this?” The boss asked as he gazed down the lane where the homeless man had disappeared to.

He looked incredibly tall and powerful. "I am a ruthless billionaire, Alexandra," Maximilian stated firmly, his deep voice leaving absolutely no room for argument. "I built this billion-dollar financial empire by destroying my corporate enemies and making highly calculated decisions. I never risk my money or my business deals to do personal favors. I do not offer promotions out of pity. You earned this executive position completely on your own because your brain is brilliant and your data analysis is flawless." I looked up at his handsome face. I saw complete honesty and unwavering certainty in his gray eyes. He actually believed in my intelligence. He did not view me as a pathetic, heavy wo