My Purrfect Boss Novels & Stories

"The boss is so good. If I were the one, I wouldn't even let this bitch go" "What do you know? Our boss is so farsighted. Why should he stain his hands with matters that have to do with such whores?" "That's right. Our boss is the wisest." Boar kept basking in the praise of his subordinates. He even thought that if this woman knew what was good for her, and behaves sensibly, he wouldn't mind making her his mistress. "Are you guys done?" "What?" She brought out a handkerchief from nowhere and started wiping the bottle she had picked up. From beginning to end, she didn't even raise her head. "I was asking if you guys were done talking"

Their comments rolled in, cheering me on: "Chris, stay strong—getting cheated on once doesn't mean it's a life sentence!" "Keep at it! The next one will be better." "This is the way! Ditch the slut and focus on making money!" In a recent acquisition meeting, my new boss swooped in and bought out Tommy's company for pennies on the dollar. I later heard that Tommy had since declared bankruptcy and was drowning in debt with no way out.

NEW EMAIL: Final Termination Notice – Eviction Effective in 3 Days. She clenched the phone until her knuckles turned white. It was always something. Rent. Bills. Medicine. She couldn’t breathe. By the time dawn broke, casting orange light across the city skyline, Amelia had made a decision. One that terrified her. She had one option left. A desperate, reckless, humiliating option. Lucas Stone. The man who had fired her a month ago without blinking. The man who made sure everyone in his office feared him. The billionaire CEO of Stone Enterprises—her ex-boss. Her cold, calculating ex-boss.

One of the women beamed in happiness. “The handsome boss "Derek Shepherd" “Woah, even his name sounded sexy “Shepherd.” “He has a rectangular face.” “And a broad forehead.” “Oh my, his eyes are so deep and black.” The woman kept praising the new boss and somehow his praises made my mind reverse back to that charming man I met the night before, and who occupied my dreams lately. Seems like the new Boss is also a More than Ten? “Oh my, his eyes are so deep and black.”

And somehow they find their way to my doorstep. "How did you know where to find me?" I ask this time with my shoulders rolled back in a shrug. "My boss told me where to find you." "Your boss?" She points toward the shoreline and when she does my eyes follow to where she is pointing. She is pointing at Rosa and Freddie kissing on the beach. "Freddie? He's your boss?" I ask. "Yes. He said you'd be interested in working with us. We know you have surgery tomorrow and that you will need time to think it over. And we know you are under contract with Model Perfect for a few more months. We can wait. Freddie has made all the arrangements."

"The apology has to be sincere. For example, you should kneel in front of the camera and slap yourself. Only then will I calm down." I typed a line with a blank expression. "Who backed you up and made you this bold? Was it Renold Hayman, the store manager? Do you even understand that you've crossed into criminal conduct?" I had already looked into it. Renold Hayman was the son of my father's distant cousin. The reply came almost instantly. "Our manager was personally appointed by headquarters. What makes you think a cheap gold digger like you can compete with us?" Whether he was appointed by headquarters or secured the role through his father's requests to mine, I knew it very well.

Perfection. I was kneeling at my boss's feet, my bare ass red from the spanking he'd just delivered, my pants and shoes on the other side of his desk. Mr. Peterson was fully-dressed, his cock sticking out of his unzipped pants, my hand wrapped around it. It felt like it fit perfectly, as though it was made for me to hold. No - as though my hand had been made to hold it.

he declared. "When does your boss normally come to work, and who is Deacon?" I asked, raising a brow. He chuckled before responding. "I know this would sound crazy because a lot of people don’t believe in supernatural stuff, but our boss has special abilities so he can appear at work whenever he wants, and Deacon is a dragon." He said in a low tone, expecting me to get scared, but I knew better because I was a demon myself. These people are much more complicated than I thought.

“But I’m your boss. And I’m making an executive decision that you’re done for the day.” “Are you even allowed to do that?” “I’m the CEO. I can do whatever i want.” I stared at him. He stared right back. I sighed and stood, grabbing my blazer. “This better involve food.” “Nope,” he said, grinning as we stepped into the elevator. “Better.” The car pulled up in front of Paw Haven, a boutique style pet shop with flower boxes under the windows and hand drawn chalkboard signs on the sidewalk. My brows lifted.

I wish I could see the face of the person that made our boss look like that it would have. " Is there anything else you want to say" Her boss asked bringing her out of her reverie " N- no boss nothing else" she answered and rushed to the door and shouted at her boss " Boss you are awesome, you are now my idol" Before slamming the door shut. •~• Mo Enterprise •~•