Office Relationship Novels & Stories

“Hello, sir?” “Soren, it’s past working hours.” “How can I help you?” “There is an event tomorrow, so instead of coming straight to the office tomorrow, come to the address I sent you.” “Okay, sir…” “Soren,” I coerced myself. For all the matter, I was going to choose peace. “See you then.” He cut off the call, and I wondered if I had missed a chapter. This was what a normal boss-staff relationship was supposed to feel like, yet why did it feel strange to me?

"First of all, Mrs. Fox, it's not my job to like these photoshoots. I have a whole team for the advertising campaigns. They are the ones to like them and approve of them. You didn't really have to send those pictures to me. "But I thought you—" He lifts his hands to stop me. "Let me complete, Mrs. Fox. You know— I really didn't want to say this to you because I thought you'd understand sooner or later. But I think you don't seem to understand what you're doing. Let me remind you once again. We share a professional relationship. And you're an adult woman, married, have two kids, mature enough to understand where to draw a line in a professional relationship. I won't like my employees or even

After all, it happened right at the company entrance. They were all in the same department—there was no way people wouldn’t find out. And with how fast things spread online these days, what piece of news could escape a smartphone? She hadn’t planned on bringing it up, but since people in the office were already talking, there was no point pretending anymore. Then Aurora smiled wryly. “There’s nothing you can do about it. A bad relationship is like a permanent record—it follows you around for life. “Especially when the guy sticks to you like some kind of leech. No matter what you do, you just can’t shake him off. So yeah, there’s not much I can do.”

"Isabella, Ava and Caleb have been working with me for a long time. On the surface, we have an employer-employee relationship, but in reality, we are all friends. They are like my family." Quinn's words sounded very nice, but they once again emphasized their true relationship.

Carson raised a brow “Who did you notice again, Lydia? These people are just my employees. Nothing more, nothing less” he explained but Lydia shrugged, “I was only asking” “Okay, yes. It affects the firm too. I don't have any relationship with any of them other than an employer and employee's relationship” Lydia nodded as she downed the drink, emptying the glass, “I'm so excited that I've finally gotten a job. Thank you so much” “You're welcome, Lydia”

She returned her gaze to me, beaming with so much interest flickering in her eyes. "Uh… your son?" I nodded excessively. "I'm his Secretary." "Wow, really?" She waggled her eyebrows at him. "I thought you were always against relationships at work." "Yeah, whatever." He rolled his shoulders, massaging the back of his neck. "There was an exception for her." "So…" Trisha stared between us but Hames rose to his feet, arching his back to rest his hand on the table.

But he instantly shook his head, disagreeing with his idea completely. Irene was also watching both of them signaling to each other through their eyes. "If you guys are forgetting then let me remind you that I am also present here and can clearly see your action of talking to each other through your eyes."Irene said, shifting their attention on her again. "Ahh! No..We are not talking. Actually he is my boss and I am his employee. That's it. We don't share any personal relationships. It's only Professional.",Christian answered , biting his inner cheeks.

He added. "Okay then! Why are you acting like we are in a relationship?" I had to remind myself that I shouldn't fall for him again. That was like a taboo that needed to be avoided. "I am your boss. It is also my responsibility to protect you. If anything bad happens to a worker in my company, who do you think the people are going to blame? Who do you think it is going to affect? We don't have to be in a relationship for me to protect you." He corrected me, and then I took in a deep sigh.

Their professional relationship blossomed into a genuine friendship, marked by mutual respect and understanding. Every morning, Mark made it a point to check in on Amelia, ensuring she was coping well with her workload and offering a supportive ear whenever she needed to vent. They often had lunch together, sharing stories and laughing over small things that made the day more bearable. In the evenings, they sometimes grabbed dinner before heading home, continuing their conversations about life, work, and everything in between.

I rolled my eyes away from him as I waited for him to continue what he was saying. "I am your father's employee. I work for your father and my job is to look after you, not to bend you over a table or the edge of the bed and fuck you. That's not the type of relationship that we are supposed to have." I didn't let him finish what he was saying before I interrupted him, forcing him to listen to what I was saying.