My Possessive Maniac Boss Novels & Stories

The pressure of work must have ruined her boss's sanity. ​The burden of leading a multinational company had caused Mr. King to suffer a psychological breakdown, hallucinating that he was a fictional monster from a trashy novel, and then somehow the man ended up naked on the roof of his own company's building before Nichole accidentally brought him home. ​Everything suddenly made sense! Her boss was a madman who needed a psychiatrist's help, not a mythical werewolf.

there was a mad possession in his voice. "Now I will tell you whom the actual fuck you belongs to, Biwi!"he said still with closed eyes. His voice was dripping venom right now He quickly removed his finger and smashed his lips into hers. He sucked on her lips as if he had been craving them for ages. His kiss was possessive and aggressive, with a lot of unspoken words. His eyes were still closed claiming her as his. He pinched her waist, making her gasp, and taking the opportunity, he entered his tongue into her mouth, exploring every corner.

“I am not terrifyingly cute. I am vigilant. Focused. A leader.” Tattia laughs outright. “A leader… over corner guards and throw pillows.” He huffs, folding his arms. “Those corners are lethal.” By now, I’m sitting on the couch, hands resting on my bump, trying not to cry-laugh at him. Four months in, and the man is officially a walking panic attack disguised as a mafia boss. Don't get me wrong, at the company he is who he is, a ruthless boss, but within the walls of the house he becomes paranoid. I sent videos of him losing it to Mathew, and he laughed.

Then he turns away, pacing like a caged animal. “You think this is easy for me?” he snaps, without facing me. I don’t respond. “I’ve been holding back since the day I bit you. I’ve kept my hands off you in public, held myself in check every damn time you give me that look like you want me to ruin you. You think I want to scare you?” “Then stop acting like a possessive maniac.” His laugh is bitter. “I am a possessive maniac. I’m your Alpha. That’s not going to change.”

"You are thinking like a businessman. You are thinking of 'claiming' and 'possessing.' But you aren't dealing with a company you can hostilely takeover." ​I gripped the edge of my mahogany desk until my knuckles turned white. "He’s my son, Lola. My blood is in his veins. I’ve lost three years—" ​"And you will lose a lifetime if you storm in there with your checkbook and your arrogance," she interrupted, her voice as cold as the Swiss air. "Take it slow. If you try to force your way back, she will vanish again, and this time, she will make sure you never find a single footprint."

I answered. “Yes, I do love you, but I wouldn’t call you the luckiest girl in the world for that,” he said. “Why?” I tilted my head upwards to get a view of him. “I am very possessive, hence your arm. I am very protective hence I sent my brother to be with you at the bar but that didn’t work out so next time you would have an army of men instead. I like things my way and find it extremely difficult to accept someone else’s decisions instead. The worst part is that some of those rumors might be true” he said. “Oh okay…so you are a mafia boss, ruthless tycoon and the owner of Stermyer?” I asked, clearing up facts. “Mafia boss, ruthless tycoon… is that really what the world thinks of me?” he ch

He was afraid that someone might heard her voice. “Lower your voice. Our lives will be in danger once they discover that I’ve talked to you. All right?” “I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to be rude. But, going back to our conversation, could you tell me anything you knew?” asked Dianna and didn’t eat anything. She knew trusting anyone inside the mansion would be a grave mistake. They could perhaps put drugs in it. “The only thing I know is that they are all calling our boss as “alpha.” I don’t know if that’s merely a code name, knowing werewolves doesn’t exist in our world anymore,” said the man in a low tone.

I frowned. Before Madman could answer, Big Man jumped in and said, "Bullshit! How could we not know! He's the boss of Area B. People call him Red Boss. He's a real sex maniac, and his favorite thing is to harass the handsome young men in the Sin Pack. He fucks all the guys he targets, but I'm lucky to have escaped his clutches." Me, "..." Madman, "..." I couldn't help but ask, "Have you ever been hit on by a red boss?"

he replied coldly. "I swear I had no idea she would believe it. It was just a joke." He sighed, shaking his head in disagreement. "What the hell made you want to make up a story like that?" he almost shouted. "Just because we were childhood friends doesn't mean you have the right to say things like that about me. You don't know how much that puts my image at risk. Alice could easily believe what you said and expose it to the world. And you know what would happen? It would fuck up all the hard work I've done!" His face was so red that I swore he was going to explode with anger. "And in the end, I'm your boss! You should respect me!"

She stops at the head of the table. “Good day gentleman. You can all stand up. The Boss will be entering now” she says and her voice sounds familiar but I just cannot place where I have heard it before. The Boss enters the room with a black cloak covering his face. He walks around the room and takes the seat at the head of the table, right below the vent where Lilliana and I are hiding. The Boss places his hands on the arm rests and I notice a ring on his left small- finger. Johnny has told me about these rings, he has one just like it. The rings are a symbol of your position and rank as a Mafia boss. This Boss has the same symbol on his ring that Johhny has. It carries the engraving of a fa