Sao Bosses Novels & Stories

Damon had never told her much about himself or his childhood, not like they had been doing much talking with them being barely able to get their hands off each other. “What kind of man is your boss, Santos.” “I do not think that I am in the best position to answer such question, ma’am.” “You can relax, it’s just both of us and you can call me Serena. Calling me ma’am makes me seem very old, don’t you think?” “I’m afraid that is one line I cannot cross.” “Tell me, what kind of man is your boss.” “Ruthless” Santos said simply. Serena started at the way he had said such word and then went silent.

I say, and they smile at me. “Thank you. We trust you.” Hellen says on their behalf. “Okay. Make sure everything is in order. I heard the new boss does not entertain nonsense, so be careful.” I warn them because, the way Boss Martin said it, we really need to be really weary of him. And we cannot just screw things up on the first day. “And who is this new boss? Do you know him?” Hellen asks. I shake my head.

She really couldn't imagine such a horrible thing. ____________ The largest room in the main building is the Boss's private room. The man was wearing only a black shirt and hunting pants. Surrounding him always showed a dangerous and scary aura, Boss's gloom and cold made those around him not dare to approach and fear him. Chad is the same, he is very afraid to face the scary eyes like the devil of the Boss. Although in the eyes of the members of the base, the Boss was like a god who saved them from the swamp and death caused by Vampires. That's right, Boss is the powerful Vampire hunter at the head of this hunter organization, Boss' ancestors are also professional and reputable Vampire hunt

~ Hailey Park ~ Let me begin this chapter by saying: I. AM. NOT. OKAY. Not mentally. Not emotionally. Not spiritually. Not after the last thirty minutes where my CEO—my boss—my employer—my paycheck overlord—casually told the BOARD OF DIRECTORS, the most powerful people in this entire company, that I am: His girlfriend His rain-scene partner His almost-fiancé The love interest of his fake K-drama that is apparently real???

“He even gave me this today. Said it would protect me.” Lydia’s eyes sparkled as she looked at the pendant. “That’s beautiful! And thoughtful. Most bosses don’t give gifts like that. Are you two…?” “No!” I said quickly, waving my hands. “Nothing like that. He just said he wants to be friends. Even though he’s my boss.” Lydia grinned and took a bite of her salad. “Friends with the big boss? That could be dangerous… or very interesting. So tell me about you, Clara. What did you do before this job?”

“You’re insane, Luna.” My best friend, Mara, had told me about men like him. Dangerous. Beautiful. The kind who could destroy your peace and make you thank them for it. And now, one of them was my boss. The next morning, I arrived ten minutes early. The lobby was buzzing with people in suits, heels clicking against marble floors. Everyone looked like they belonged—except me. The receptionist gave me an ID card. “Mr. Stone’s assistant is out sick. You’ll be filling in today.”

“Of course, I expected less from a dussy.” “Arden!” Deja Vu slices into me. Papa always calls me that. ‘A pussy with a penis,’ he’d say. But Arden’s not my Papa and has no fucking right to call me that. Arden’s voice drops to a sinister snarl. “It’s boss.” I grit my teeth. One day. One fucking day, he’ll feel what it’s like to be me. “Boss.” “And?” “They want to expand,” I keep my firm, trying not to notice how close he’s standing. “Yorkshire, London, and Scotland. They need partners and investors worldwide. Our ad team pulls twenty thousand views daily—”

I grab my sandwich and take a bite"It's not healthy. That job is forcing you a lot, don't you think you should give yourself a break? She snorts and shakes her head. " It's nothing special Kia"Roll your eyes" I can always replace lunch at dinner time. And regarding work, you know I can't leave it, how would I pay for the house? Now it's my turn to roll my eyes. This is a town where, even as a homeowner, you have to pay a monthly fee for always living here. Go town. Wow boss. The whole town is run by one person: the boss of the Russian mafia, or as many call it: The Boos.

She stops at the head of the table. “Good day gentleman. You can all stand up. The Boss will be entering now” she says and her voice sounds familiar but I just cannot place where I have heard it before. The Boss enters the room with a black cloak covering his face. He walks around the room and takes the seat at the head of the table, right below the vent where Lilliana and I are hiding. The Boss places his hands on the arm rests and I notice a ring on his left small- finger. Johnny has told me about these rings, he has one just like it. The rings are a symbol of your position and rank as a Mafia boss. This Boss has the same symbol on his ring that Johhny has. It carries the engraving of a fa

There was no need for many words as the two of them were able to read each other’s gestures. “Sorry, boss,” she began and took a deep breath before clearing her throat, “I just received a report from one of our partners in China and they decided to pull out the money that they invested in one of our factories. They said that someone else outbid us for they trust.” She said while a bitter expression spread across her eyes. “Is it the old Sparo?” He asked, referring to the old king of the mafia that he had encountered nearly a decade ago. She nodded her head as she leaned back on the chair and rubbed her temple while closing her eyes.