Novel & Cerita My Possessive Maniac Boss

"And who was that lame guy who gave you a ride? He looks like a fine man, but never a keeper. Bet he's the type who would cheat on a girl." Does he know Joshua, or is he just good at reading people's faces? Eric bad it bullseye. "It's none of your business, boss." I tried to pull my hands off of his grip, but he was too strong compared to me. Leaning in close, my breath was caught. Once again, I'm breathing the same air as the man who took it from me. From what I remember, he was a terror boss who became possessed and obsessed, then he became a monster, and now... I couldn't stomach this kind of tease. It's wrecking me off way too hard!

“At least call him, for my sake.” Damien eyed the driver and the other man that was sited with them and sighed. He signaled one of the men to call Adrain. The boss was the only one who could take control of the situation. The boss showing up was the only way he could have peace and he was willing to do it. He collected the phone and dialed the number himself grunting when it didn’t go. “His line is busy ma’am.” His frustration was obvious in his voice. He tried the number a few more times but it was still busy. Who was the boss calling?

Selene backed away, eyes wide in fear. “W-What’s happening?” she asked as she spotted the masked man watching from the living room like a king surveying his chaos. The man stood. “I’ve made my decision,” he said. “I’ll take one of them as compensation. But I’ll also be taking your company, Mr. Madrigal—and everything you own.” “No! Not my company!” Papa cried out. “Your daughter isn’t worth two billion,” the man said coldly. “Even if I take everything you have, it still won’t be enough.”

The one they addressed as boss. He is the leader , I know just by his stance and he is leaning against one of the car smoking a cigarette. Upon seeing us, he pushed away from the car and walk up to me, not up close but enough to see my face. " You are the lady from yesterday. Why are you here Instead of Lycan Myth? " The man asked me and I took my time before responding. I brought this upon my self so I should find a way out too. The Boss appears to be a very fine man with short wavy hair. Under the moonlight I saw his eyes were Hazel because it was gleaming with vigour of youth.

Mia felt she couldn't communicate with her. - The boss isn't available right now and you can talk with me. I'm the boss's cousin and I can help her make her decision. Mia finally realized that the reason she dared to be so arrogant was because she had a relationship with the boss. - Miss, you shouldn't treat your customer like that... - Cut the crap. Pay me the money. Then take your clothes and leave! The saleswoman was so arrogant, as if she thought she was the boss of the store, being the boss's cousin.

I don't want to conclude yet, but my guts are never wrong. This man, my boss. Javan Torres. He is fucking creepy.

That, or he was possessed. Even if I was as slow as molasses, I’d know that Ajax was pulling out all the stops. This wasn’t normal CEO behavior—it was... sugar-dusted, almost tender. My heart itched. Literally itched. A powerful, dangerously handsome man using real estate and luxury vehicles to flirt with me? Did someone really possess him!?

I shrugged and raised my voice enough for her to hear me "I hope I never have to encounter such a man as your boss" "He's too rigid, as you've always described." I heard her snort from the living room and I sighed. She's always described her boss as a rich, proud personality who stresses the life out of her at work. Why do rich men behave unruly? I asked myself, my mind drifting to Collins' attitude towards me. Her boss and Collins have the same personality, I wondered and shrugged. Maybe that's just how they live, I said, carrying a tray with the glasses.

He said with a grin. I rolled my eyes at him and moved to retire to bed. If I shut my eyes to sleep, I wouldn't have to keep seeing Maurice walk around almost naked. "Come here. I want to show you something." His voice took on his bossy tone. I paused on my way to the bed. "Are you always this bossy?" "I run a huge conglomerate with thousand of people working for me, so yes. I am always this bossy." He smiled arrogantly at me. "But I had not intended to sound that way. That happened naturally. Now come here."

Change your entire personality. “Say no more,” the man says and throws his arm out in a grand gesture. “If the boss wants to survey the outlets, feel free to do so. Oh, would you like me to accompany you, or would you like to do it discreetly? When our previous owner used to come for an inspection, he would have us send out a message in advance, just to make sure everyone was on their best behaviour.” Best behaviour, my ass. I’m in a bad mood. I have a desperate need to be unreasonable. Possibly expensive.