Narcissistic Boss Revenge Novels & Stories

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.”

She croaks out. My chest burns with agony. I feel like someone is really tearing my heart from my chest. All I want to do is cry out at the unfairness of the whole situation. “He won’t, Soph. I know Willem very well. He used to be my handler before he betrayed my company. He’s a narcissist who thrives on others’ pain. He would see it as the ultimate revenge to keep you alive and see me suffer without you.”

This is amazing. I suddenly grew sad for a when I remembered that he was the CEO of Caddel group of companies, a billionaire, my boss and I am just some poor girl who wants revenge by all means on her mother, some girl who only got employed in the company not because I merited it but because I was… well I really don’t know why I got employed there but I was glad I did but instead of doing that which I had gotten the job for in the first place, I am busy falling helplessly in love with my boss.

Lilliana says. “My father’s ideals are outdated. He is a dictator with sole control over everything. Don’t you also want a say? Don’t you also want power? Why should one man have everything? You can all become rich. You can all share in the power. Just give us your support a little while longer” she says and the men cheer. Amber sits seductively on the table, exposing her cleavage to the room. I cannot believe these men are buying the nonsense she is spewing. If there is one thing I have seen over the years, it is that there can only be one Boss. The man sitting below me at the head of the table, still has his arms on the rests. He is looking out over the room. The men are all deep in conver

I gulp and fear what my bosses will say before they say it. ” We will help you with your other accounts, just let us know what you need.” they say and I feel how my hands start to sweat. ” Yes” is all I manage to say. I feel my anger rising in my body. I knew he was going to get his revenge on me! But I never thought he would actually come here himself and pester my life. What is his plan now? ” Everyone else besides Selena can leave,” my boss says and everyone gets up from their seats. I look at my bosses and feel defeated.

Now I was a drooling, cum-dazed idiot who couldn’t sit in an office chair without fantasizing about getting railed six ways to Sunday by the same asshole who wanted to turn me into his personal pleasure pet. I needed a detox. A dick-tox. Maybe an exorcism, a lobotomy, and a cold, bitter life of celibacy. The phone rang. I glared at it like it had personally betrayed me. Elvis. Of course. The poor sweet man who thought I was normal. Who probably thought I spent my days making coffee and booking travel, not planning elaborate revenge-orgasms in my boss’s lap. I stared at the screen, my finger hovering over the answer button.

"You'll see, I'll take revenge on you for doing this to me. If I can just change something here that will annoy you-hmm..." A sudden idea came to her mind that she thought could be used for her revenge. Her gaze wanders around the office, noticing how pale the designs around her are, even the paint lacks life. She wasn't sure if it would work, but she had to give it a shot now that she was the boss. That's why, when Fiona returned with her meal, she immediately pretended to be unmotivated, slumping her face down to the office table.

Trying to hide the shitty thing his boss was doing behind closed doors, he was really stupid to think I'm a fool. I bet he is so happy, laughing at my predicament. All this was supposed to be a revenge to make him suffer for hurting me, for betraying our love, yet it was looking like it was backfiring on me. How can I call this revenge when he is the one getting the upper hand? I need to get Carlos all to myself; that's the only way to tear a flesh out of Bradley. I stormed into my room; my eyes wandered to the shelf located at the far end of it when I caught a book. I strode closer to it and then pulled it out of the piles of books resting on it. "A tip to ultimate foetal seduction." I read

Tilting my head to the side, I used the tip of my finger to scratch my nape before shifting my attention back to him. “As much as I appreciate your advice, it’s of no use to me, so save it.” I snapped, my tone firm and cold. Grabbing the door knob, I yanked it open indicating an end of our conversation but his next words made me halt. “My boss has finally decided to retaliate.” He said through his teeth with a low voice. “He’s going to pay you back in your own coins.” Shifting my gaze to him, I huffed, tightening my grip on the door knob.

he should have thought of everything I do for him before he cheated with my sister and knocked her up. "Damn! revenge is so satisfying!" I visited his social media page and I saw how he is being bashed by past employees that he screwed with in the past. it was as if my post about his company and the way he treated me caused a chain reaction that made everyone else who had been hurt by him to come out and speak up. if was so satisfying to see that I am not the only one he screwed over, but I am the first to fight back and call him out for the cheating bastard that he is.