Sneaking Suit The Boss Novels & Stories

Okay there is no way my boss won’t be tripping looking at me this way. I stepped out the room with the suit jacket hung on shoulder, I lick my lips to make it moist as I count my steps going to my boss room. Getting there I placed a gentle knock, replying her “who is that” question she authorized ‘I should come in. Coming in she stopped at the sight of me, I mean she stopped putting the earring on her ear. I smirked feeling hot as I just had my boss eyes glued to my body for some minutes straight.

What if he knows about her game, will he forgive her or everything will get complicated? "Ah, sir, --It's okay. I'm am. You can just---", she was surprised when her boss gave the suit to her and ordered her to take off her clothes. " You're wet so you can take it off now before you will catch a cold." He coldly said and she felt that there is something wrong with his actions. She's the one who was drunk but it was subsided when she realized she bath herself with whiskey and she had no idea if anyone saw her boobs wrapped under the white bandage. She just realized maybe her boss saw it.

"Shit..." "Who was it?" "It was the boss. He's coming." Alina drops the broom, eyes widened in surprise. Her surprise turning into a grim expression, looking as if she were anemic. "Fuck me..." *** An hour has passed since that call. The boss has arrived, the doors to the hotel slam open, and three people with suits come inside. One man in the middle and two others by his side. A mask made up of bandages cover up his face and he wears a normal black and white suit with black leather gloves. As he moves, he contorts his body and construes his shoulders, though his neck is completely straight while doing so.

After cleaning, the two of them brought in wine and food, setting the table. Emma was so focused that she didn’t even notice the Boss had arrived. The man was tall, dressed in an elegant suit with a long coat draped over his shoulders. His presence exuded nobility and danger. Two bodyguards followed behind him, dressed in black with cold, stern expressions. Hina quickly pulled Emma to stand beside her. Both of them lowered their heads and dared not even breathe loudly, waiting silently in the corner. They weren’t allowed to leave until Boss departed. It was Emma’s first time experiencing such an oppressive and suffocating atmosphere. Even while staring at her shoes, she could feel the domina

I turned around, and I saw my boss standing by the door in his black suit, smiling devilishly into my eyes. I stared at him with a dazed face. I wonder why he doesn't look sick at all. My heart beats even faster when I realize that I have fallen into his trap. I breathed nervously as he walked over and stood before me. He put his arm around my waist as he held my chin. His eyes met mine and sucked me in. “A cute little rabbit has fallen into the lion's trap, and now it's time for the lion to eat its prey,” he said in a low whisper.

Which means I put my head down and barrel forward. Meanwhile, my boss, Scar Scarfoni, powers through the crowds in a perfect navy-blue suit like he’s floating on air. Someone’s grandmother elbows me in the chest and throws me a dirty glare as I breeze past her. Sorry, Nana, got to keep up with the worst boss I’ve ever had. Somehow, Scar makes even shoving his way through crowds seem effortless.

Instinctively, I take a deep, greedy breath. A bitter taste fills my mouth immediately. He changed his cologne. Everything about him has changed. From the new company to the strange way he’s acting. “Oh and Star…if that’s your real name…do well to make yourself well acquainted with the rest secretaries,” Neal drawls without a pause in his arrogant strides. “Get things under control immediately and report back to me.” Right. He’s my boss…again. I want to tell him to go fuck himself but then I’m briefly distracted by the way his sleek, dark grey suit molds around his tall and toned frame. His broad shoulders are brimming with power and confidence–the kind only a man like him can possess.

Violette asked slowly, her head throbbing and body aching. "The Boss has an important business to settle with you" he replied, his voice firm. "The...Boss?" Violette tried to open her eyes wider as the headache got more intense. The man stepped aside, and the powerful scent of pine and wood confiscated the air as another man stepped into the room. Even in the dim light, his halo is too strong, and his walking steps are calculative. With an hand in pocket and the other hand firm beside him, he advanced. His bolrado suit is best described as 'perfect' and the sharpness of his jaws is obvious even from the distance. His hair is slick back, and when the dim light hit his eyes, the heterochromia

Given the coolness of the air and relative dark ambiance, this confirms my suspicions that they have me locked up underground somewhere. The Boss enters a few seconds later, a phone in hand. “She’s right here,” he says to whoever’s on the other end of the line. He approaches and holds the device up to my ear, bringing along with him that wondrous scent of spice. “Talk,” he orders bluntly. He’s close enough that I could probably bite his thumb clean off, but I decide against it, for now. “Hello?” I answer.

The tall and sturdy man who had tried to get hold of Darcy was waiting for his boss in the suite where they were supposed to bring Darcy but had failed in their mission. His men were standing nervously as they knew they were in deep trouble. Suddenly the door opened and they looked at their boss who walked in. He looked at them angrily and said. “Where is Darcy?” The leader of the gang came forward and spoke. “Boss Melvin a stranger took her away.” Bamm !! He was kicked ruthlessly and he fell a few meters away and all the others who were standing around him panicked.