One Bossy Proposal Mga Nobela at Kwento

She felt uneasy with her pregnancy, and all I felt was pity for the innocent pup she would bring into her wicked world. I pulled my face away from her, with my heart beating so fast as I watched the love of my life lay down unconscious. "I have a proposal to make to you, Nancy!" "What proposal? Who knows, my boss may be interested." "Your Boss?" I snapped at her. "Yes, it is only the boss who may be willing to consider your proposal. I want nothing from you or your freaky damn proposal." She shrugged her shoulders and sat down on the couch. "Look at you, pregnant, and look at the life you have chosen for yourself. I pity your damn generation" She averted her gaze at my words and sighed.

Luke Orton introduced, his tone laced with an air of uncertainty. The boss gave me a scrutinizing look before glancing back at Luke. I raised an eyebrow, silently hoping Mr Orton would reveal more. But all I received was a tense smile from him. He was clearly holding something back. The room fell into an uncomfortable silence, The boss leaned forward, gesturing to Mr Orton to start talking as he stared at me. “Bailey, we have a proposal for you,and it is a type of proposal that will require absolute discretion if you choose to accept, do you understand me?”

I knew what the look meant. “Remember that new job I told you about?" She nodded in response to my question. “He's my boss's husband. He's a very nice man and insisted he meet you when he heard about your condition." I knew it sounded strange but I hoped it made sense to her. "Hello Anna.” He walked up to her, slowly lowering himself to embrace her. "It's nice to meet you Mr David. Thank you for coming to visit.” She replied with a sweet smile when they pulled away.

She forced herself to speak, her voice steady even as her thighs trembled beneath the table. “Yes. We can have the proposal ready by the end of the week.” Her boss nodded, oblivious to the fact that the enemy’s hand was stroking her beneath the table like she belonged to him. Damon’s thumb rubbed lazy circles against her inner thigh, moving closer with every second. She shot him a glare. He didn’t even glance at her. He just kept moving his fingers. And when he finally pushed the fabric aside, she almost gasped out loud. He found her wet. He always did. And he knew exactly what to do with it.

And that bothered me more than I cared to admit. Yes, I had broken up with her. But how could I just let her move on, especially with someone like Richard? Not just any man, but Richard Lyle—the filthy billionaire, my boss, and one of the most influential men in the business world. Since Lilly started working with him, I hadn’t been able to find a moment of peace.

She could feel it in the weight of his tone. Her grip tightened on her pen, and she inhaled softly. “The partnership proposal is built on projected expansion into new markets,” she began carefully. “But the risk margin is high. If the projections don’t hold, the company could…” “Lose more than it gains,” he finished. She nodded. “Yes.” He tapped his foot slowly. “And?” His tone sharpened. Her lips pressed together firmly. “The numbers are…aggressive,” she admitted. “A very far reach in fact.”

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.

Sunny’s POV “So, Damon Furlord is your boyfriend?” Natalie asked me while we were eating our lunch on the rooftop. I badly want to tell her that Damon is not really my boyfriend but then that devil threatened me a while ago and told me that we should make everyone believe that we really have a relationship, even to Natalie. “Y-Yes, he is my boyfriend.” “You don’t know how lucky you are, Sunny. Do you know how everyone are going crazy over him? He is the greatest Damon Furlord, the youngest and most handsome self-made CEO in the country!” Natalie cooed.

What with these siblings’ absurd ideas? “Don’t you think I didn’t realize that?” Wes retaliated. “The problem is, he’s unlike Edward or me. Our boss has a big name in the entertainment industry, a third-generation conglomerate heir, not to mention being branded as a Casanova. He’s always been photographed with female celebrities and personages alike. And as I said, he’s our boss. We have a non-fraternization rule in the office. Is our friend ready for that?” “Don’t listen to him, Savi.” Riley crawled to my side and hooked her arm on mine. “I say, you go for it. We don’t always run across a man like that in our lifetime. You’ll be Mrs. Sebastian and get your happily ever after—”

the waiter says as he approaches. "A red wine and... You can bring me the main dish of the night. What would you like, Alice?" "Huh..." I analyze the menu in my hands. "I'll also have the main dish and a raspberry tart for dessert." "Okay." The waiter takes our menu and leaves with our orders. "How was your day?" "Well... Like any other day as the secretary of my boss's secretary," I say with a chuckle, and Joshua joins in my laughter. "It will be for now. Samantha is essential for you to adapt well to the company. And I intend to give you an exclusive position."