My Younger Boss Novels & Stories

The rain and wind outside were intense. "Your new boss… How’s your relationship with him?" he asked while we ate. "It’s okay, Pa. He’s way nicer than my previous boss. I’m glad he was replaced. But he always talks to me and assigns me the important tasks. That’s why my coworkers are being cold." "Let me know if anyone bullies you. I’ll handle it." I laughed a little and squeezed his arm. "Don’t worry, Pa. I can handle myself. I’ve been there the longest. They wouldn’t dare. They can try."

Mara almost moaned as she took the muffin from me and bit into it, closing her eyes. I shrugged with a grin, my cheeks hot. “I’m just… helping.” A hand tapped me at the back, I turned. “Boss wants to see you,” one of my colleagues says, nodding toward a glass office across the hall. I signed heading towards the office. Back at my desk, there were files scattered across it, emails pinging with urgent requests, and somewhere buried under all that was me trying to make sense of it. Apparently, my team had been slacking and leaving me to pick up the slack. I needed to be more firm, but I hesitated most times because I was one of the youngest and most of them were way older than me.

"Tell me what you see, Anella," my boss's obnoxious but alluring voice buzzes through my earphones. Apart from the bizarre fact that I'm spying on my boss's fiancée with her lover, I don't think there's anything in my life right now worth talking about. Well, there's the emails… Oh no, not the godforsaken emails. "Anella, I don't pay you to zone out. I pay you to spy. Intel. Now." He repeats more insistently this time, and I can practically hear him drumming his fingers on that stupidly expensive desk of his.

“Why is every man like that? I feel like I should just quit my job… but… I have just been promoted…” “Yu?” I called before she could finish complaining, and she stopped talking. “Yeah?” I sighed. “How does your boss treat you exactly?” I asked. Xiao Yu seemed confused for a second before she sighed. “But I told you everything already. He picks up on me even on the tiniest things. He sometimes makes me stay late at work, though he pays. He sometimes wants to use me as his secretary to serve him. You have no idea what that feels like…”

“I’m fine.” She studied me for a moment. “You looked sad.” I bent my head as if that would help me understand what she said. “Did I?” She nodded slowly, “I had this weird dream. In it, you were really sad and it looked like I was the reason you were sad.” Before I could say anything, she laughed awkwardly. “Forget it, It was probably just a dream.” She said as she scratched the back of her neck. “I mean, why would my boss be sad over me?”

“I'm serious, mother. You're the best person I can think of. And I trust you with my life.” “Don't flatter me just so you can be my boss,” she says. I hadn't thought about that, but technically, she's right. “Guess who’ll be working under me,” I smirk. “No, I don't think that's a good idea, sweetheart.” “Think about it mum, okay?” I coax. “This is going to be a great opportunity for both of us. I mean what could go wrong when the strongest, and most hard working woman is my manager?”

He seemed to notice my confusion. His jaw tightened slightly. “Your daughter should probably be your priority right now. And it’s only your first week. What type of boss would I be if I let my staff overwork themse on their first week?” For a second, I forgot how to speak. The words sounded like he cared. Lucas seemed to realize it too because his expression immediately hardened. “Don’t mistake that for special treatment.” Then he turned and walked away. Just like that. I sat there for several seconds after he disappeared.

I remarked. "Come on, Is this the way to talk with your elder brother who is five years older than you." He inquired innocently. "I don't care. I am your boss too and you shouldn't be accusing your boss of being gay." I warned him. "But, you are my little brother too and What's wrong with the boss being gay?" He stated. "I am not a fucking gay." I half yelled at him in a highly infuriating voice while slinging a pocket knife towards him which he dodged off easily.

He explains, and I decided to go sassy on him. " That's supposed to be funny? I mean, who about you go really on poisoning food, that would be a mercy compared to being forced into facing one of your other jokes." " My jokes are not lame!" He defended himself, and I rolled my eyes while adding. " Yeah! Exactly." I was acting as if I was an adult speaking to a child. I don't know if I was crossing the line or not? I mean, he isn't my childhood friend anymore. He is my boss only for now, and until I'm done with him. I don't think it's a good idea to cross the lines.

I can picture him in my mind’s eye, hanging upside down off the side of his bed and finally smiling after overthinking the Lucas situation for hours. I can’t help but smile to myself too, glad that I helped him. That’s when I catch my boss’s eye. She’s standing in front of me, arms crossed with an amused grin on her face. My face flushes as I quickly say goodbye to Kieran and hang out, shoving my phone back in my pocket. “I’m sorry, that won’t happen again-“ She holds up a hand and shakes her head fondly. Tilly’s one of the youngest managers, so she’s a lot more easy-going. Thank god.