Sao Bosses Novels & Stories

"Not an easy one. I need information about your boss." Sanchez nodded since things were making sense. He's gonna be saving his family and earning more money. "Okay. I don't know who my boss is, we only take orders from a man called Jaguar. He's the assistant of the boss himself." "Then find a way to get to the boss." "There's only one way, Mr. Black and that's to destroy the business he's about to venture on here in the country," Sanchez informed. "And what is that business?" Alex inquired.

He looks at me confused and a little angry before saying, “The boss wants your mate… We know you have her and that you have claimed her, but the Boss can rectify that once she is in his possession.” “Who is this, Boss? And who are you?” “The Boss is the Boss… My name is Myles.” “Well Myles, as you can see, my mate is not here… So how about you take your dogs and leave the territory before we have to make you.” I quickly link Zaire, “Is backup coming?” “Yes, Alpha. We will be surrounded by our warriors within the next few minutes.” “Good, they are to capture, not kill, unless they have no other choice.”

I roared sadistically, reading the reports. “There are three main bosses we captured from yesterday’s raid. The co-workers were already dead by our warriors in the fight,” Logan informed with a satisfied smile. Hmm, at least it gives peace to my heart. I don’t want any of them to stay alive. Even if I turn those three bosses into corps, I’m sure Michael will not allow them easy death. This thought made me laugh. “Vivian Richards, the manager of blood trading and slave trading,” I read further.” Paul, the manager of the blood trade and Saken, the manager of organ trafficking.”

And my rank's too low to meet the boss. Rachel was at a loss for words. "Seriously? You don't even know a thing. Are you playing with us?" Bob flashed a wry smile and mumbled, "Your Highness, I'm not someone important. Otherwise, I wouldn't have to be stuck in this remote place, either." "What's your organization's name?" "Poker." Zayn scoffed and quipped, "What's your boss called, then? Don't tell me he's the Joker." Bob nodded, saying, "Our boss is indeed the Joker."

Including me. Blake nod. "Yeah, except for me since I'm the manager. Boss is only here for this week and she will be back in her hometown. Maybe you will meet the other Bosses at the end of the month. They are having a gathering here since this is the third franchise of the cafè." Hmm, sounds like our boss is one of tue ruler of the Philippines. "They're freshly graduates right? And the youngest of them is a high school student?" I heard that information from my friends.

Aaron asked. "Don't be an asshole, Aaron. Strangers call me everytime." I said, "okay, my bad, Boss" Aaron said, repeating the question. "Well, I don't quite know how exactly to answer that and be correct. I did get a call from unknown numbers. "But I was on the call with one of them when your own call came in. I thought that was out of line and strange." I said. "I think someone is on his way to ambush you. And he's not the only one. He is coming in the company of his men and I tell you for a fact, they are not so nice." Aaron said.

~2 months later~ The press has been relentless. Always trying to snap photos of me. Of Atlas. Of us together. We always made the headlines. “CEO Atlas Jones and new girlfriend Calliope Blackwood” “Calliope Blackwood, A Gold Digger?” Atlas eventually decided to hold a press conference to address the issues publically. I haven’t been feeling good lately. I’m laying on the couch cuddled up with not so small Titan watching it live.

"What the hell are you guys doing there instead of helping with the unloading?" One of the men came running to me and explained, "Boss, those motherfuckers lent 60k from us and haven't returned it yet. We managed to catch them tonight while they were planning to steal a few boxes from us." "So you are beating them to death? How is this a solution?" I questioned, and he hung his head in shame. "Give them some permanent damage for trying to screw us. Chop off a few fingers or toes, you idiot." His face glowed as he exclaimed, "Got it, Boss," and ran back to his group to inform them of my order. Those two culprits cried out in protest as my men brought out their knives.

“The Boss sent this for you.” I held out my hands, and he dropped a white, rectangular box into them. It was a top-of-the-line smartphone, the most expensive model being advertised. I stood there, completely stunned. “There must be a mistake… This…” “The Boss doesn’t make mistakes,” he said, turning his back and walking away, leaving me confused with the box in my hands. I hid it under my apron and hurried back to my room.

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...