Sensitive Boss Novels & Stories

I squirmed uncomfortably in my seat. "Oh, you'll see", the brunette said, "You just haven't spent enough time around her. She made me cry on my first day" "Yeah, and she demanded a 9,000-word report on her desk by the end of the day on mine", another woman to my left spoke up. "So she's a hard-ass, she's the boss so it comes with the title", I shrugged. The other's scoffed at my response. "No wonder she's all alone. I don't think I've ever seen her in a relationship before"

“Dogs in the boardroom? Rahab, this is a multi-billion dollar firm. If there were pets running around the executive wing, the health inspectors would have a fit. You’re just tired. Moving into that penthouse is a lot for anyone.” “But I felt them,” I insisted. “The warmth, the fur... I swear I did.” Her eyes sharpened, studying me with a curious gleam. “Maybe you’re just projecting. Or maybe you’re picking up on the energy in that room. It’s a lot of masculinity to handle at once, isn’t it?” Her smile turned sly. “So, how are you really feeling about the bosses? Are they as... attentive as they seem?” I choked on my coffee. “Attentive? They’re demanding, arrogant, and they have a thing for m

I let out, in my confused state. I didn't want to stay there any longer. Just as I stood up to leave his office, I felt a strange hand on mine. 'Damn!' I almost melted at his touch. To make matters worse, he kept thumping at my fingers. I froze at the spot. Why am I always hypersensitive to touches? Not just any touch, touches from my boss? And now I've made the greatest mistake… I'm staring back at him. He looked so heavenly. 'Oh God! What will I do now?!'

The Boss asked directly “No she is not big you should not touch or harm Annabelle in any way “ I said sounding really serious , this is the first time I am talking back to the Boss. “I don’t know what chick or pussy got you in your feelings but you need to come back to your senses and do the right thing before you mess things up for us ! Goodness you’re the best but you have been slacking , get your act together “ the Boss shouted on the phone before he hung up the phone. “Damn it” I hissed, hitting my legs on the wall and it made a little crack . “Are you okay? “ I heard Annabelle whispering while standing at the door.

"You're as insensitive as me, Diana." "Glad you know you're insensitive." I fired back, hands akimbo. "I am still your boss here, Diana. Do not make me treat you harshly." He scowled with a stern look and I averted my gaze to the sink, suddenly thirsty. "You're pretty, but that doesn't give you the right to be a bitch." Oh, here we go again. The little voice in my head said with me internally rolling my eyes. I noticed this was his way of getting me to shut up or do things. For some reasons, I didn't want to leave his company and work for Tcee's dad. Maybe it was because Alphen company paid me well.

“And? And?” “We just talked.” “About?” “Just some things. Nothing important,” I said, though I clearly recalled how much I appreciated his company. “The more you refuse to tell me things, the more I get dirty thoughts. Did he share his kinks? Like… does he get turned on by big toes? Or kneecaps?” I frowned at her. “I think you’re associating yourself too much with kinky old men.” She giggled like someone was tickling the bottom of her feet. “Just curious. So… if he’s going to be your hot boss, you’ll need sassy, hot girl secretary vibes because you’ll need him to get your husband turning into a green-eyed monster.”

“But I heard rumors that our boss is very scary. Someone once went to the head office but swore to never go back there because of how the boss treated him.” “Those are just rumors. I also heard that our big boss does not know how to smile and is always looking at people coldly. But did you see that smile? I felt like spring has arrived when I saw it.” “Do you think our boss is taken?” one of the ladies who was known for her beauty throughout the company asked. Every man was almost lusting after her but she had never given them a second look. “Ha ha, do you want to embarrass yourself?” a senior worker laughed when she heard the beautiful lady.

Stephan snarled, his eyes narrowing, sending shivers down the spines of those present. The man lowered his gaze again, his earlier bravado evaporating under the weight of Stephan’s fury. The boss was known for his fierce demeanor; he was a handsome figure, but his temper kept everyone at a distance. Female employees admired his looks, yet they were equally terrified of his wrath. Those who had tried to seduce him had faced dire consequences—immediate termination and blacklisting from the industry.

The audacity of this man, just what is he trying to do after humiliating us like this? I glared at him. Mom looks at me in worry, "Who is he? Do you know him? Isn’t he the one at the event?" "He’s no one, just ignore him, mom." "I'm her boss, she works for me. And as boss, I feel obligated to take care of my employees. If you let me, Mrs. Brooks. I wouldn’t want to drive by seeing that it’s your special day at such bad weather," "Your boss?" Mom gasps while looking at me, "Well let’s go then. You shouldn’t be so disrespectful to your boss."

I still remembered the way he looked at me, his eyes dark with something deep, something heavy. “I want you,” he had said, his voice low and certain. And I had fallen. Just like that. Like an idiot. But Boss was different. His seriousness wasn’t careful or sweet. It was dangerous. It was possessive, consuming. Like he already knew I would give in. Like I was already his. And maybe I was. I clenched my fists, trying to ignore the heat rising in my chest. I should leave. I should say something professional, set boundaries, remind him that I was just his assistant.