Pervert Boss Novels & Stories

“Don’t be stupid. The boss gave strict orders. No one touches the blue hair. We just do what we’re told.” The man’s groan of annoyance turns to a slow, cruel amusement. “Boss always ruins the fun. Such a cock blocker,” he says, shoving his hands away from my face and I peek a little to see what’s going on. The pervert touching me earlier reaches for Olivia instead. Olivia’s eyelids flutter. She’s half-out of it, barely aware, and the way he looks at her, like she’s an object to please him makes bile rise in my throat.

My Dad says making me roll my eyes. "It's either this or a short skirt" I challenge but he doesn't say anything in response to that. "Are you excited?" He asks I'm more nervous than excited what if my boss doesn't like me? What if he finds out am a Stripper for the CEO of the company? What if he's a pervert? "Yeah," I lie. "Can we go now" I urge. I grab my bag unfortunately, I don't have my car yet so my dad has to drive me there.

Though I'm not fully inside the office yet, I was still standing near the door. "Sir, can you hear me? Are you in here?" I asked. Instead of getting a reply, I was suddenly trapped in the wall and I felt someone's hot breath on my neck. My heart leaped out of my chest as a thought strikes me.. this new boss is a pervert! I looked down, afraid to look in his eyes.. "S-sir, I.. what are you doing?" I asked. "You're very bold, baby" Baby.. Thanatos?! I lifted my head and it's truly him..

I stood staring at my image, wondering what my boss would say when the clock reaches 9 pm and I must change from the elegant full-length gown into this… thing. I talk to myself because my stepdad is not home. “My boss is a real perv, a dirty, devious old bugger, but he knows how to bring out the best, or the worst in me! Anyway, I can’t let him down tonight, not now I’ve got the big pay rise and the BMW.”

His face alone was a torment on its own. He'd act like a busy boss in the office, but he's nothing close to that. He's just a devil who enjoys toying with her emotions and invading her privacy like he owns her life. And then, the shit he had been telling her to do: 'Take off your clothes, play pet'. "He is also a pervert," she muttered under her breath, glancing at his office. She heard the sound of heels clicking loudly against the floor, and that prompted her to look up.

Crap, that hurt like hell. There was a burning sensation in my throat that didn't seem to stop any time soon. "Fuck, you gave me such a fright, don't ever do that again". He said while putting both hands on my shoulder and trying to look me in the eye. Okay, Dad! It's not like I had a choice or I wanted to do it. "Are you sure you're okay?" Was I sure I was okay? I repeatedly asked myself. I slept with my boss, then I threatened him with sexual harassment, called him a pervert, and choked in front of him.

she inquired. I sighed and let out, "My boss hates me." "Doesn't everyone's boss hate them?" I laughed and said, "Maybe." My voice saddened as I added, "But his hatred just feels more personal. I wonder why. I don't think I ever did anything to step on his toes." "You were probably his ex-wife in the previous life," she joked. "Yeah, right. As if that's possible." I shook my head at her ridiculous suggestion. "You should watch more supernatural shows to know what can or can't be possible."

I uttered jovially, keeping a hand over my heart like it's going to snap as of any moment. “Your mom herself is a heartbreaker” Steve rolled his eyes from the other side. “I am your employee now Steve, you can't flirt with me anymore!” “It is also my company Tina so I can do whatever the fuck I want.” “All right Mr. big boss” *Cough cough* I heard Louisa feign a cough. “Ah yes Louisa how are you? Hope we are not bothering your schedule.” Steve joked. “Ah absolutely not, you can call me 'anytime' Steve.”

He pouted like a scolded child. “You’re no fun,” he said, crossing his arms. “Get your drunk ass inside, Dominic,” I laughed. “And stop being a pervert.” “I’m your boss. You remember that, right, Miss Ava?” he said, attempting stern and failing entirely, the grin tugging at his mouth giving him away completely. “Move. Now,” I laughed, pointing toward the front door.

Some men in the club walked over to her side when they saw that she's drunk to take advantage of her but she gave them mean looks that made them scurry away. "Don't fucking come near me, you assholes. I'm not drunk" she kept on repeating. But there was a pervert who wasn't ready to back down. "You're hella sexy, you bitch. What is a sexy bitch doing here all by herself?? Let's go to the room and have some fun" the pervert said as he tried to pull her up from her chair. The other men laughed and supported him. "I said, don't fucking touch me, you fucking pervert" Margaret retorted as she pushed him off weakly and almost fell her out chair as she's starting to see double.