One Bossy Dare Novels & Stories

The leather seat was cold and somehow, Chad seated next to her made the entire air freaking hot. Her boss was none other than Chad Steele, billionaire heir and Playboy of the city. He was a ruthless businessman and a cassanova. Chad Steele wasn't one to settle for anything, not even in business. Woman fell all over him and he had his daily pick. When Olivia had gotten an appointment letter from Steele Inc, she'd made herself a promise to stay away from her boss, but clearly fate has other plans. Somehow, she ended up his secretary after the last one resigned without reason and now, the very man she planned to avoid was in her face 24/7.

I grab my sandwich and take a bite"It's not healthy. That job is forcing you a lot, don't you think you should give yourself a break? She snorts and shakes her head. " It's nothing special Kia"Roll your eyes" I can always replace lunch at dinner time. And regarding work, you know I can't leave it, how would I pay for the house? Now it's my turn to roll my eyes. This is a town where, even as a homeowner, you have to pay a monthly fee for always living here. Go town. Wow boss. The whole town is run by one person: the boss of the Russian mafia, or as many call it: The Boos.

"That's almost like private imprisonment! And I have an important matter to resolve tomorrow night." "Well... change it to next week." "I can't! It has to do with the Arts college. I can't miss it!" "If you leave, Joshua can get angry with you!" "Why? The house has seven employees. And Mr. Scott knows I have college issues to deal with!" "Well, the order was given by his son. And Mr. Scott does what he wants." "That's very unfair, you know? Joshua didn't hire me." "But he pays your salary. Actually, he pays all of ours."

The elegant cursive writing was completely unfamiliar to me, but what it said was not. "It's all over," I read aloud, sitting in a nearby armchair. "The Boss has fallen, and there's no one who can defend you—not even old Nathaniel Hayes can save you. Be smart and return quietly to our home; accept my son's marriage proposal, thus creating an alliance between the Wards and the Hayes, strengthening the new Boss of London, Daniel Ward. This is your last chance, young lady. Don't waste it." I held the sheet in the air, showing it to Maurice, who was holding back laughter with difficulty.

Dare said abruptly, the words dropping like an absolute command. I blinked, thoroughly confused. "What?" "You're unemployed as of yesterday, aren't you?" Dare’s lips curved into a sharp, predatory smirk. "The Blackthorne Group has an opening for my personal assistant. You start tomorrow morning. Eight o'clock sharp. Don't be late." Julian laughed, the sound sharp and incredulous. "You can't be serious." "I've never been more serious." Dare's eyes never left mine, boring into my soul. "Consider it an act of charity. Or nostalgia. Unless you'd rather live off my cousin's handouts while your mother strains her heart in a kitchen."

There was no way in hell I was going to let Florian control me, my own father could not so who was he to give me rules? Before I could make it to the door, he grabbed my hand, “That includes both on and off office grounds.” I scoffed, “We’ll see about that.” When I was finally in my room, I let out a long breath, I didn't even realise I had been holding in. What was I thinking, threatening my boss and teasing him about my sex life? My sharp tongue was going to be the death of me. —------- I had somehow overslept on my first day on the job.

Nichole took a step back, maintaining a safe distance. What kind of excuse is that? Isn't that just the natural reaction of a Perverted Boss?! But Nichole didn't dare voice her thoughts out loud because the man standing in front of her was still the boss who paid her salary.

Confessions about crushes, embarrassing stories, a ridiculous dare involving someone singing karaoke on the coffee table. Every time the bottle landed on Ethan, he chose truth. Safe. Boring. Survivable. Until Lila leaned forward with a wicked smile. “Ace,” she said sweetly. “Truth or dare?” “Truth.” She tapped her chin. “Who’s the most impossible person you could ever actually like?” Ethan’s pulse spiked. Every eye turned toward him. Including Noah’s. He swallowed. This was harmless. A joke answer. Something ridiculous. Something safe. But Noah was still looking at him. And suddenly the truth felt lodged somewhere behind Ethan’s ribs.

I heard Paige's angry voice. "Grec, Dev, restrain them. I'm recording their fight, so I don't want to be disturbed!" I heard Logan instruct his two employees while laughing. Elliot and I circled the dance floor, still sizing each other up. "Boss Trace," Grec's trembling voice called my name. "Please stop."

Anything had to be better than what we'd been up to for the past hour - which was nuthing! Fred said he'd start the game by giving Bob a dare. Bob was up for it, just like Bob was always up for just about anything, like the time someone dared him to run past the school office and moon the secretary. Oh yeah, that was Bob alright, ready for anything. That one cost him 3 weeks detention. Fred thought for a bit and then out it came, "Bob, I dare you to get that girl's phone number before her dad gets back from paying for gas."