My Purrfect Boss Novels & Stories

So you could say I'm the only girl that ever works here. "How are you doing babe?" I rolled my eyes but smile eventually. I turned around and found my boss leaning to the wall beside him. Seeing my boss Trevor kinda reminds me of Tej in fast and furious. He owns this famous shop, he's an outgoing and fun person and of course, he's the biggest flirt. I saw him in action a couple of times. "I'm doing perfectly fine. So any car for me?" He grins "I wouldn't be a very nice boss if I didn't spare a car for you to fix." I grin widely and he leads me to the car that needs repairing to do.

My boss sent me to New York to work for an employee of his. Well that doesn't seem so bad.. Is your new boss mean? I don't know the right answer to that. What do you mean? He's not trying anything funny right? It's Hunter. My new boss is Hunter. There was a complete two minutes of no messaging before my phone pinged again. .... Repeat that. I mean it. How did you not see it coming? I'm sorry for being blind, but when I left Los

*** After all the workers had assembled, Fatso picked up the mic to address us "Today is a very special day in the company as we are about to take a step forward in growth and progress of the company. Without further ado, I'd like to call on our new President, Mrs Gabi Moroñe" He claps and everybody starts clapping while she steps onto the podium and my jaw practically drops to the floor "You know her somewhere?" Jerry asks and I turned to him a little flustered "She's the perfectionist I drove some minutes ago" "Really? Now she turns out to be your boss? Did you offend any old lady?"

Such a brave girl. “And why is that?” “I just find it inappropriate to live with my bosses.” She put forth plainly. “And in that pretty little head of yours, you still think we have a simple boss-employee relationship? Honey, are you talking about the very same bosses who know every inch of your body, who know how your moans sound like when they pound into you; who know how your face looks like when your body trembles from the pleasure that they bring to you. You mean those bosses? We might as well as put a ring on your finger because you are ours.”

His aura of dominance radiated once more, filling the cramped apartment room. ​"I am a werewolf. Not just a regular wolf, but an Alpha. And what you did last night was a massive insult and a highly inappropriate act." ​Nichole fell silent for a moment. She stared at her boss's face—handsome and fierce, yet now looking so convincing in his delusion. ​Instead of arguing or panicking again, Nichole actually smiled even wider. An understanding smile she often gave her five-year-old nephew when the boy claimed to be a superhero.

was all I could utter. “Actually, our boss offered you another job. I’m informing you now because he might visit anytime. His first priority is to talk to you about that job,” Ma’am Sofia added. I could only nod slowly as she spoke. “That’s all. You may go back to your work. You’ll stop being a server once you’ve talked to the boss about that job. And don’t tell anyone about this,” she added. “M-Ma’am, may I know the reason behind this? I-I mean, I’m not having second thoughts, but... why was I chosen by the owner to pass immediately and be given another job or be promoted?” I asked curiously.

ANNA’S POV Boss ended the call with that same infuriating smirk on his lips….calm, relaxed, amused. He never looks angry. He never raises his voice. But don’t let that smile deceive you. The devil at least warns you before he drags you to hell. Boss doesn’t. He dropped the phone beside him and exhaled, a thick puff of smoke filling the room, the heavy scent of tobacco crawling into my lungs. The smoke curled above his head like a crown….fitting for a man who ruled over monsters.

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

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

Everyone who was there paid attention to their meal while the ladies who had pissed me off stood frozen. He walked closer to us and stood beside me. “Attention everyone,” he said in a firm voice. Everyone turned to him, paying their fullest attention. “This lady here is my new personal assistant as you all gossiping miscreants know,” he said. I almost chuckled at the sound of ‘gossiping miscreants’. The Boss had a way of hitting the spot that hurts with words. “She is dressed like this because I asked her to do so and she is the only one with the permission to dress how she wants.”