Possessive Of Boss Novels & Stories

Just lifted her gaze and smiled. A slow, feline smile. “Well, well,” she purred, rising to her feet with a sway of hips. Her eyes roamed over me like I was merchandise being appraised. “Who do we have here?” Before I could shrink under that gaze, Richard stepped slightly in front of me. His voice cut through the silence sharp and flat. “Don’t mess with her. She belongs to Boss.” Belongs. The word stung like a slap. The woman’s smile faltered. Just for a second. Her expression flickered into something else something tight and wary.

I should probably fix that… “What about?” she smirked. “You know what I mean. Ghost.” “Boss, the benefit of being the boss is that you can do whatever the fuck you want.” My face must have been sceptical. “Patching him won’t change anything, D. He can stand beside you without having to take over.” She sighed when she saw my face. “What is bugging you, boss?”

“The boss likes his privacy, he will come only when he needs to…” “Okay…” He exhaled. “Never, inquire about the boss, never…” She nodded, when he was satisfied, he walked to the adjoining doors and opened. She thought she heard a bit of possessiveness in his tone when he spoke of the boss. The doors opened suddenly causing her to shudder. “Do not think about him…” Lucious added, his penetrating gaze piercing into her. Okay, it was loud and clear. She thought to herself, Lucious was definitely possessive of Mr. Grayson.

Relief hits harder than anything else. Sharp. Overwhelming. I let out a shaky breath. “Good,” I whisper. “That’s good.” I adjust my grip. Careful. Precise. “Not dying today,” I add. A pause. Then— “…bossy.” The word is rough. Broken. But unmistakably him. I freeze. Then— laugh. Soft. Relieved. “You’re one to talk,” I murmur. His eyes barely open. Unfocused. Struggling. But there.

On her boss. She was pacing, He’s a vampire?? Do vampires even exist? My boss…..CEO? She slid down the wall until she was sitting on the cold floor, knees pulled to her chest. The smell of cleaning supplies surrounded her. Bleach. Ammonia. “Jesus,” she whispered, squeezing her eyes shut. “Jesus, please. Please help me.” Her voice cracked. She closed her eyes,tried to breathe. Tried to think. But all she could see were those eyes. Pale. Predatory. Locked on hers.

Nathan looked from Anna’s pale face to Anthony’s dark stare, the air between them thick enough to choke on. “Do you know him?” Nathan whispered. “Of course,” Anna said, her voice strained and overly formal. “He’s Anthony. My boss.” She forced a sharp, awkward grin. “Hey sir. Fancy seeing you here.” “Come with me, Anna,” Anthony said. He spoke through gritted teeth, his voice a low, dangerous rumble. “Oh, sorry sir,” Anna chirped, though her eyes darted toward the exit. “This is a party, not the office. We should leave work at the desk, don't you think?”

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...

How could she have known that the fragile-looking woman was so powerful? “You mean you are older than your boss?” The girl asked again. Her mother got annoyed and said in an irritated tone, “Help me beg her.” “Why don’t you beg the man?” The girl suggested. The manager looked at the aloof man sitting in front of Iris, and her throat went dry. His aura was just fearsome. She found an excuse, “He doesn’t own this place. Miss Parker is the boss.” “So, do I lose my job too?” Her daughter asked her, and the mother frowned at her foolishness.

She wouldn't be able to stay calm, so she stayed at the entrance waiting, although she didn't know how she would help Igor if Andrei attacked him. "I met with the lawyer this morning; he said the figures have increased over the last four months. Congratulations," praised the boss. "It's my responsibilities, boss," he gave a small bow to acknowledge the congratulations. He wasn't tense; he wasn't stupid and knew that Andrei didn't overlook what he had seen and perhaps heard. His gaze said it, his posture, and his voice. "Good..." Andrei patted his shoulder, giving him a final glance before leaving. Igor swallowed hard and closed his eyes.

Rush asked angrily. "Just think about the situation, you idiot." Liam snapped at him. "She is a human and that too, she came with her boss. How was I supposed to handle the situation more nicely than this? Thank lord you were on a day off today otherwise she would have been marked by you till now in front of another hunan and we would have gotten into a big trouble." "Yeah." Rush said while breathing heavily with a passionate look in his eyes, "She would have been writhling on the floor in pleasure when we take her in every possible position."