One Bossy Dare Novels & Stories

Everyone came to a halt and the bimbo stared back at me with a playful smile on her lips before she lifted her arms and yelled, "DARE!!" People cheered loudly, only to take a pause when Chad faced me and lifted the mic up for my answer. And there was only one answer I would give... "F*CKIN' DARE!!!!!" .......

I studied her length; she towered above me, and there was no way they were going to not choose her. "A dare," Amber says boldly. My gaze flutters toward her. She smiles, amused at my appall look. I know what a dare is, and I know that with Amber, who is seen as a bully for looking down on others, it isn't anything good. "So are you guys ready for your single dare?" her voice lilting. Worriedly, I nod. "Gloria, you first," Amber chose. I observe Gloria's body quaking in nervousness.

"Just the fact that you look like an adorable lovesick puppy whenever you are talking to her." "And you can't keep your eyes off her," Jean added. "And you turn all flustered when she focuses all her attention on you," Norman said. "And you know everything about her. What she likes, what she dislikes." Jean added. "That's. . .That's so not true. She is just my boss," I said. "Well, if you say so." "Yes, that's the truth." I gulped. "Whatever it is, we are happy for her. Her last boyfriend, Derek was it?" Dorman asked.

I’ve been fantasizing about him since our evening and knowing he’s my boss isn’t going to make it easy for me. “So? Our boss is handsome.” Roxanne takes me out of my erotic moment, I look at her. “What?” “Mr. Carter, is he handsome?” “He is downright sexy you mean?” “Are you still not going to fantasize about him?” “Too late, I’m already fantasizing about him,” I whispered.

"In my previous job, I often had to juggle multiple tasks at once. I stay organized by prioritizing my tasks and remaining calm, even when things get hectic. I believe these skills will help me handle the demands of this role." Karen looked up from her notes, a slight smile on her lips. "On a scale of one to ten, how dedicated are you to pleasing your boss?" The question caught me off guard, it was a very weird question, but I tried to maintain my composure. "I'd say a ten. I believe in going above and beyond to ensure my boss is satisfied with my work." Karen jotted down more notes, her eyes not leaving the paper. "Can you describe how you would handle a situation where your boss asks for s

he replied firmly, his eyes softening as he looked at me. "But you're the CEO of a billion-dollar company. You don't need to insist on babysitting anyone. Don't you have a company or something to run?" I questioned, feeling a sense of incredulity at his decision. Without waiting for a response, I pulled the door open, allowing Jake to enter my home. He moved with purpose, his presence filling the space with a sense of calm assurance. "It doesn't matter. Your father is one of my family's most trusted workers. I will not let him down," Jake explained, his voice carrying a note of sincerity that touched my heart.

“You got this, Lia!” “Right. I am so jealous of y’all. I don’t know when my stupid boss will recruit someone new,” I muttered, only to earn looks of amusement from the two of them. “What? Why are you two looking at me like that?” “My boss, huh?” Sara teased, making me roll my eyes. “I think you missed the word ‘stupid’ here,” I pointed out. “Still. You are claiming Zaylen as yours,” Kiara chirped. “Just how delulu can you be?” I retorted.

The employee or the boss? “Go prepare the car, I'm going to do shopping.” “And why do I have to obey you? The boss is Mr. Hilaire.” Aaron couldn't help but look at her tanned skin, her neckline, her big breasts. She yawned and then stretched her body, her breasts bristled, her navel appeared and he looked at her flat stomach. “Simply because I am the boss's daughter.” He looked away and was trying to think of something else so as not to erect.

Sleeping with your new boss is not the kind of thing that looks good on anyone's resume, not to mention the awkwardness it creates around the office. And two... I was pissed. I want you so badly, Aria. I need you" and now he didn't recognize me? What an asshole! With his ridiculous indoor sunglasses, his oh-so-cool cigarette, and his stupid black borderline-tuxedo. I hated him. Work was painfully slow that day. It seemed that the arrival of Logan Mendel. his name was Logan, just plain old Logan, not any of the aforementioned exotic names such as Blaze, Blade, Slade, or Jethro...

The company was preparing to host a major client from Qamaria. So, I pulled three straight all-nighters to put together a flawless reception plan. Unfortunately, I made a critical mistake in the middle of all that work. I completely forgot about the Qamarians' restrictions regarding the consumption of pork. By the time I realized my blunder, the menu featuring roast suckling pig had already been submitted to the catering department and could no longer be recalled. I slumped at my desk, my back drenched in cold sweat. If the client took offense, not only would the $300 million contract fall through, but I'd likely also be blacklisted by the entire industry. Just as I despaired and opened