Romans & histoires She's The Boss Now

Just fire. The Boss sat in the chair, his legs crossed, drink in hand. “Took you long enough.” “I’m not a pet.” “No,” The Boss said, standing. “You’re a storm pretending to be a drizzle.” “So what’s tonight? Power play? Strip tease? Or are we skipping the theatrics?” “No games,” he said. “Tonight, you’ll stand there and answer a few questions.” “That’s it?” “For now.” Rico nodded slowly. “Where are you from?” The Boss asked.

And walked to the rules pinned to the side table—still sitting in that black folder like it was holy scripture. She picked it up. Tore it clean down the middle. Then again. And again. Until it was nothing but paper snow at her feet. She looked down at it. No freedom, no warmth, no kindness in this place. Just power and silence. Fear dressed up as discipline. “No one sends me to hell and tells me to be grateful,” she hissed. She turned to her closet and grabbed the first thing she saw a hoodie two sizes too big, no bra, hair wild, attitude worse.

The leather seat was cold and somehow, Chad seated next to her made the entire air freaking hot. Her boss was none other than Chad Steele, billionaire heir and Playboy of the city. He was a ruthless businessman and a cassanova. Chad Steele wasn't one to settle for anything, not even in business. Woman fell all over him and he had his daily pick. When Olivia had gotten an appointment letter from Steele Inc, she'd made herself a promise to stay away from her boss, but clearly fate has other plans. Somehow, she ended up his secretary after the last one resigned without reason and now, the very man she planned to avoid was in her face 24/7.

I arch my brow "No no way" She nods "okay good. I promise not to tell anyone. Now tell me" I cleared my throat. "Uh....I...the uh.." She moved her head questionably. I let out a breath. "The boss kissed me" She gasped aloud. "Shut. the. front. door" She is surprised to hear that. I heaved a sigh. "Wait the boss?" I nod. "I mean the boss BOSS? As in East? Kissed you?"

She was weird the first day they met, so he guessed it was her personality. "You are fearless aren't you?" She stopped laughing when she realized he paid Zero attention to her. "You dare to act like the boss, aren't you scared of getting fired?" She folded her arm under her breast. "Who is acting like a boss?" Brad questioned as he was confused. "Do you think I will fall for this little act of yours? I know you are an employee and you must have thought I will fall for this, but sorry! I won't, now get out of that chair and get me the CEO," she ordered.

I glanced at her, sizing her up. "What do you mean by the former? Was she fired? Did Tyson catch her?" It would not surprise me though. Tyson was too smart to be fooled by just one lady. "No, but your mate saw her and I'm sure she must have told Tyson because he is looking for her right now." Wow, this is huge. The Boss really wants to win this fight by all means necessary. He is playing dirty. "Oh, so you won't be able to go back to your apartment for a while right?" I asked her and she nodded without saying anything.

"I’m not here to play nice. I’m not here to listen to excuses. And I don’t care what any of you think about me. I’m not just some employee like the rest of you. I’m closer to the CEO, and that gives me more power than any of you will ever have." She stopped and turned to face them, her expression cold. "I’m not like the rest of you. I have responsibilities here that you wouldn’t even begin to understand. What I say goes, and if any of you have a problem with that..." she paused, her eyes narrowing, "...well, you can try your luck somewhere else." Her words hung in the air like a threat, and the room remained silent. Just then, the door opened, and Mrs. Ann hurried in, flustered and clearly e

*Tony* I stood there staring at her with mouth opened. She looked so stunning in that dress, I barely recognized her as boss queen. She had loosened her hair and coiled it. I watched her draw closer as she descended the stairs. I studied her every single step she made. Thanks to the short length of the gown, I was able to look and admire her perfect and flawless straight legs. "Hi!" She greeted as soon as she reached where I stood, the exit door of their house. I suddenly lost my tongue because I knew not what to say.

I started, only to oomph myself out of breath when she plowed into me, hugging me hard. “You’re back. Oh, thank God, you’re back. I can’t believe she asked you to come back. But I’m so happy. You have no idea how terrible it’s been. Without you around, she’s been a… A complete…” When she realized she was about to say something terrible about her boss in public, Shyla gasped, her eyes going big before she slammed her mouth shut with a slap of her hand and glanced around to make sure no one had heard her.

"Trust me, you don't want to go in there right now. You haven't seen him like this before, you wouldn't know how to handle him." Her words made me furious. Exactly what did she mean by handle him? I know she's his secretary, but how could she just say something like this so casually? Did she not know about my relationship with him? "Tina, I think I know exactly how to handle my boyfriend, thank you very much!" I know I was being extremely rude and bitchy, but I needed to get to Nate right now to judge his reaction and she was in my way. "Exactly, you know how to handle your boyfriend when he's mad, but you don't know how to handle your boss." She said calmly, no hint of surprise when I told