Sexy Office Outfits Novels & Stories

For snacking in the office during overtime, I was fined 600,000 dollars by my manager! She was extremely furious as she pointed at me. “Taylor, don’t be so arrogant just because you’ve secured a deal! “You should be working in the office. Go home if you want to eat! “You’re violating company rules. No snacking during working hours! You should be punished since you’re aware of that rule! “You won’t be getting the 600,000-dollar commission from this deal!” I looked at her and said indifferently, “Suit yourself.” Then, I decided to slack. She could not stand it.

Cravings was all it took… One moment, Samuel Preston was an ordinary college student. The next, he was snatched from his dorm room and thrown into the ruthless underworld of (THE BIDEN), an underground syndicate led by the elusive and brutal Teddy Vietnam. Known for trafficking drugs, dealing weapons, and orchestrating chaos against the military, The Biden doesn’t take no for an answer. Especially not from recruits. But Samuel isn’t just any recruit. He’s the son of the nation’s Chief of Defense Staff,a secret that could either be his greatest weapon or the reason he never sees daylight again. Determined to escape, Samuel does everything to sabotage their operations, only to catch the attention of Teddy himself. Cold, cunning, and feared by all… Teddy finds himself obsessively drawn to Samuel's fire, his resistance, his cravings for freedom. Trapped between a powerful man’s dangerous affection and the desperate yearning to return to his real life, Samuel must play a deadly game. Because in The Biden, love is war, freedom is forbidden, and craving the wrong thing might just get you killed. A dark romance thriller where power, passion, and rebellion collide.

"What's that bulge? It looks different from mine." My eighteen-year-old neighbor, sweet but simple, stared curiously at the place between my legs, a hungry glint in her eyes. I played dumb. "Why don't you show me what yours looks like?" To my surprise, without the slightest hesitation, she suddenly tugged off her little white skirt, revealing a smooth, bare patch of skin. "See? Right here—it's totally flat. There's nothing at all."

Giselle Shaw, the intern, has sent a five-dollar bonus to the company's group chat that has 500 members in it. I get crowned as the luckiest person for being able to claim 20 cents from the bonus. So, Giselle tags me in the group chat immediately. "Hey Rebecca! Since you're the luckiest person in the group chat, why don't you send a bonus here? There are 500 people in this group chat altogether, so you can just send 5,000 dollars here. "5,000 dollars isn't much for you, right? It so happens to be the bonus you've received from Mr. Gallagher because of the project you've secured. You can send us the bonus so that we can get some good luck from you!" The moment I refuse, Giselle begins playing the pity card in the group chat by claiming that she can't reap good luck for everyone in the company. My boyfriend, Vincent Gallagher, rushes into my office and starts berating me angrily. "Rebecca Campbell, just how stingy are you to not want to send a five-thousand-dollar bonus to the group chat despite being a higher-up in this company? You even made a young woman cry! Is this how you do things? "You'd better send a 50-thousand-dollar bonus to the group chat right now and write a five-thousand-word apology letter by hand! I want you to sincerely apologize to Giselle as well! Otherwise, I'll break up with you! You can forget about retaining your position in this company, too!"

"Dario, someone might see us," She tried to pull away, with a hint of nervousness in her voice as she whispered. But Dario wasn't deterred. He reached out and gently tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, with his fingers lingering on her cheek, and his thumb tracing the outline of her lips. Ivy's heart began to race as she tried to back away. "You're looking sexy this morning," he said, his voice low and husky. "And that dress...you're driving me wild." Ivy's heartbeat quickened at his words, her body responding to his touch. She couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement. She could feel the breath on her skin as he leaned in closer, with his lips inches from hers, she knew she was lost. "I want you, Ivy," he whispered. Ivy closed her eyes, unable to resist the pull of his gaze. He pressed his soft lips to hers, and she felt a wave of desire wash over her. As their kiss deepened, she knew that there was no turning back. One night in a club changed everything for a billionaire CEO and his secretary. A passionate and romantic night together led to an unexpected twist when they both discovered she's his new secretary and he's her boss. Can they navigate the lines of power and passion, or will their forbidden love be doomed from the start?

My name becomes the sensational topic on the trending list thanks to my company's employees, who have cyberbullied me relentlessly. It all started when an intern named Cecily Plinkton posted a complaint on her social media feed, claiming that the seafood thermidor, a new food item that had just gotten released in the company's cafeteria, was sold for 14 dollars, which was four dollars more expensive than before. "What a scum company! Are the higher-ups that crazy over money? They're just leeching from us white-collar peeps repeatedly!" The entire Internet doesn't hesitate to curse me out. They claim that I'm a cold-blooded capitalist who's greedy enough to charge her own employees for lunch. No one cares about the fact that I've been shelling out my own money in order to upgrade the cafeteria's food choices just so I could make the employees happier. Every day, they get to eat over hundreds of dishes to their fill for free. Every week, the expensive dishes, such as lobsters and crabs, are charged at the net price. Thanks to these free benefits, the administrative department has been suffering from almost a one-million-dollar loss every year. So, I announce that the food prices in the cafeteria will be changed to reflect the current market's prices. At the same time, I've fired the head chef and the kitchen staff and left the meal preparation to another company that produces instant meals. As soon as the announcement is made, the entire company goes into a frenzy. The employees all crowd outside my office while begging me to bring back the benefits with tears streaking down their cheeks.

I've founded a company that doesn't encourage overtime shifts, pays everyone on time, and doesn't impose performance evaluations on the employees at all. My employees are free to bring their pets to work. All of their applications for leave will be approved immediately. Heck, they have unlimited leave as well. I originally think that my employees will like me a lot thanks to these benefits. But I never expect my company to be featured on the Internet one day. It even gets labeled as a sweatshop, much to my shock. "Guys, I can't believe I got hired by a sweatshop company. The boss is extremely stingy who pays us low wages while pretending to be a nice guy this whole time!" My company is then shown in the video. The narrator's voice has been edited, so I can't tell whose voice it is. As I stare at the tranquil office scene in real-time, I find myself falling into deep thought. Meanwhile, the video is still going on. "Let me tell you how evil my boss is. Every other company tends to distribute gifts during the holidays that like food and luxury items. But my boss doesn't bother giving us any of the gifts. He uses the excuse that our company is a very flexible and humane company, so we don't do any gift-giving at all. As if! "He also claims that we don't have to undergo any performance evaluation. In other words, that means our wages aren't transparent at all. Maybe he's been secretly docking our pay behind our backs this whole time! "Being paid thousands of dollars for this job is already bad enough! To make things worse, I'm forced to listen to my boss boast about everything in the world! Do I look like I have that much time on my hands to listen to him blabber? I'm not his mom, for crying out loud!" Everyone in the comment section doesn't hesitate to lash out at me. "Holy shit, I can't believe such soul-sucking companies still exist! Poor you!" "Why are you still staying in that stupid company? Hurry up and leave! If I were you, I wouldn't be able to stay there for a minute longer!" "That's right! That boss of yours is an evil capitalist! He deserves to die!"

Alif, a handsome young man who has just returned from wandering back to Jakarta. There he was fought over by two beautiful women, Lisa, and Ning, his childhood friends. However, many strange things happened in the village of Menyan. The loss of a baby and the disappearance of a woman's pregnancy there are some of these strange occurrences. Alif is also faced with the charm and mystery of Kumara, his new neighbor's wife who is rumored to be the incarnation of kuntilanak (a famous female ghost in Indonesia who is believed to have wandered because she was raped, abused, or died while pregnant) because she doesn't want to leave the house during the day and often acts out of bounds. On the other hand, Kumara who is very beautiful and sexy, admits that she and Alif once knew each other and were close, but Alif forgot. Can Alif face all the strange situations?

She accidentally got pregnant with his child, and the poor orphan girl became the envied young lady of the Robert family overnight. Robert family, the richest family in N city. "Why do you want to marry me?" Roy Robert said coldly, "I need a wife and an heir, and you are a fit."

"Do you want me to touch you?" And that was how the walls I had created in my heart started to crumble, one by one. "Please touch me!" Did she even know what she was saying! "You are playing with fire little miss." "Then let it burn me!" ******* Betrayed on her anniversary, former Luna Soraya walks in on her husband and best friend in her own bed. Shattered and thrown aside, she falls into the arms of a powerful stranger, only to wake up bound to him by a marriage contract she drunkenly signed. When that stranger reveals himself as Alpha-King Damon Sterling, her ex-husband’s stepfather, the real war begins. Their alliance starts with raw passion, a dangerous fire meant only for revenge… but it quickly unravels secrets neither of them saw coming. A buried truth from the past rises, forcing them to face the reality that they were never just each other’s bed-bullyings, they were fate colliding. Together, they plot a ruthless revenge that will tear apart lies, topple power, and expose the darkest secret of all: Elara’s child isn’t Dorian’s. And Soraya?