Novel & Cerita No Touching The Boss

Cassian’s fingers pressed harder, briefly restricting my breath, but he soon released me. I collapsed to the floor, weak, my hand on my neck as I gasped for air. Cassian stepped back, ripping off his shirt with force and tossing it aside. He moved to an armchair and sat, his chest fully exposed, displaying tattoos and scars from his years as the Moore family Boss. “Take off those clothes,” he said in a monotone voice, his fingers tapping the armrest as if counting the seconds I took to obey. I shook my head, incredulous at his demand.

He takes the plate, muttering something under his breath that sounds suspiciously like, “We’ll see.” We sit at the table, and for a few blissful seconds, there’s only the sound of forks scraping against plates. But of course, I can’t leave well enough alone. “So,” I say between bites, “about this no touching rule…” He groans. “Not this again.” “I’m just saying—it’s a little dramatic, don’t you think? We’re adults. We can survive the occasional accidental brush of the arm.” “It’s not dramatic,” he says flatly. “It’s simple. No touching means no lines get crossed.”

“No one touches her.” Darwin exchanged a glance with Camille. “There will be gunfire if this escalates,” Darwin warned carefully. “I said,” the Boss repeated coldly, “no one touches her.” The room immediately fell silent again, because now they understood. The Boss loosened his tie slowly before sitting down finally behind the enormous desk, though the dangerous energy radiating from him remained. Darwin exhaled slowly. “When do we move?” The Boss looked toward the storm outside the windows for several seconds before answering quietly. “Not yet.”

He pinched my cheeks and chewed his lips. I gave him a deathly look, daring him to touch me again. He lifted his hands in surrender and took a step back. "Boss is lucky though" he pouted "and I hope he doesn't faint looking at you in this tight short dress!" He added. His hand moved towards my butt but I took a step back on time. I thought he is going to spank me! "Don't worry, I am not going to do anything because the boss is very possessive and he will not think twice before cutting my hands if I tried to touch his property" he gave me a sad smile.

Still— I didn’t respond. Because anything I said now could be used. Against me. Against them. He crouched slightly, his gaze moving to the girls. “Quiet too,” he said. “Good.” Alora’s hand moved slightly toward me. I shifted just enough so she could touch my fingers. Grounding her. The man stood again. “Boss said not to touch them,” another one muttered behind him. Boss. My mind picked up on that immediately. “Yeah,” the first one replied. “We wait.”

One man, a regular by the looks of him, reached out and grabbed my butt as I passed, his grip tight and forceful. I yanked my arm away, my heart racing. “Please don’t you ever touch me like that again.” I said, my voice shaky. The man just laughed, a low, guttural sound. “What’s the matter, sweetheart? Just relax.” No I can't do this, I walked up to the boss who has been watching the entire scene play out. “I need you to tell them to stop,” I said, my voice quieter than I intended. “They’re making me uncomfortable.”

My boss stared at Tony but suddenly, Tony pushed him to the wall, I knew my boss will surely feel the pain of that push because he was an old fool who doesn't know his limit, from the loud sound of thud I heard " You had no right to touch her? Tony's voice was bitter and angry. " Don't ever lay your filthy hands on her ever again." He said holding tightly to Mr Jeff's collar. I enjoyed the sight in front of me, but Mr Jeff was still my boss and I don't want him to kill him, I had to stop the smirking and grinning In happiness and stop him from killing him, whatever It would affect my pay, it was the only thing I care about for now.

He said, excited. Cohen raised his eyebrows. He couldn’t watch the scene and without a second thought, he paced closer to them and separated them from each other. He pushed the guy back a little and hit his chest. “How dare you hug her?” He challenged him. “Didn’t you see that your touch makes her uncomfortable? Leave her alone.” “Uhn!” The boss exclaimed. He looked at himself from head to toe and stared back at Cohen’s face, questioning, “did she complain? Why will my touch make her uncomfortable? This isn’t the first time I touched her.”

"You think you can just give two weeks' notice after what happened in that boardroom?" "What happened in that boardroom was a mistake!" I hissed, darting a nervous glance around as though someone might hear us. "A massive, unprofessional mistake that I'm trying to fix by walking away!" "Walking away isn't fixing it, Meret." He reached out, his long fingers casually brushing a stray lock of hair behind my ear. "It's running." The touch sent a shiver straight down my spine. Control your breath, Meret. Don't let him see how much he affects you.

“What do you mean by getting close like this? Your pussy itches, huh?” I smiled with a knot. “If so, why? Am I not allowed to get close to you?” Leopold nodded quickly. “Yup. There's a prohibition against approaching the boss.” And made my laughter instantly spill out. I stood on tiptoe, trying to shorten the distance to Leopold, even though I knew it was futile. His tall body was not something I could reach. I was like a hamster facing a bear. My fingers moved lightly to stroke the hairy skin of his chest. I deliberately looked at him sensually, because right now, my pussy was throbbing. “That so-called boss who will be begging to be near me tonight.”