Sneaking Suit The Boss Novels & Stories

Despite being surrounded by so many men in suits, he couldn't recognise who 'the boss' is. "What? Your 'Boss' is so scared that he sent his hunchmen to deal with his enemies?" Alberto mocked. Kyle Smirked. He is the only one who is not wearing a suit. Yet his aura is unmatched. As Alberto is burning with shame and rage, his senses fail him to identify the predator among them. "Not at all. My boss is not a thief unlike you. He is neither a coward nor a waste of space like you" Anton snapped at Alberto. Kyle is casually sitting on one of the tables nearby while watching the show with amusement.

"The Boss brought you back to his penthouse last night. I slept in the guest room with you. You don't remember?" My mind went completely blank. "What… what did I do last night?" Elena was quiet for a second. "Are you sure you want to know?" "Tell me." "You cried, yelled, and hit the Boss. You cried and wiped your nose all over his eighty-thousand-dollar, custom-made Armani suit." My blood pressure shot through the roof. "And then?" My voice was shaking. "Not only did he not pull a gun on you, but he also kept sweet-talking you. He kept apologizing." Elena sounded like she still couldn't believe it. "Aria, that's Cassius Falcone."

he leaned in to whisper when I placed my arm in his. I giggled quietly, letting my head fall then lifting it again. "And you look absolutely charming, handsome.” I replied sweetly. He did look very handsome, with his black pants and carbon colored sweatshirt. He accessorized with a watch I knew was expensive, a little gold chain around his neck, and black sneakers. He did his hair into a small bun, letting a few strands fall forward. It wasn't so extra but he looked absolutely perfect. He was definitely going to pull some heads at this party, especially from members of my gender.

After that, I didn't say a word. We got to an exquisite boutique and I couldn't help but gawk at how big the place was. There was one thought in my mind, never to let my best friend see this mall, or else we'd spend all our life savings shopping. My boss just sat down while racks and racks of suits were brought in front of him, and then I saw another rack being brought and this one contained dresses. My boss picked a black suit and white shirt and a very nice tie, everything was just perfect, he had good taste.

Before she could say anything, Sweet, ever the gentleman, swiftly removed his suit jacket and draped it over her shoulders. Seline was taken aback by the gesture, her heart skipping a beat at the unexpected act of kindness. She wrapped herself in the jacket, reveling in its warmth and the faint scent of Sweet's cologne. It was a moment of closeness and shared warmth that left her feeling both grateful and strangely connected to her enigmatic boss.

With the way her eyes drank me in when she came vising and the lingering look on my lips… this was it? “My wife has a thing for you and I love to make her happy” his voice finally sliced through the silence of the room. I shook my head, “why me?” I whispered, chest thumping hard before I heard the clash of heels against marble approach me. My breath quickened but I was afraid to look up. I was scared to look at my boss but I had nowhere to run. Her shadow enveloped my seated being and the suddenness of her touch caused me to jump as she crouched over me.

She was now convinced—these people were insane, and their boss was just as bad. However, her car was completely boxed in. Even if she wanted to drive away, she couldn't. And her phone? Useless. During the ten minutes of waiting, Nyla's mind raced through every possible worst-case scenario. Just as she was about to write a goodbye note in her phone's memo app, the so-called boss arrived. He was dressed in a crisp white suit. His proportions were impeccable—tall with long legs—and he exuded an air of elegance. Wearing sunglasses that concealed half of his face, his visible features revealed a strikingly handsome man—refined to the point where he looked more like a model than someone involved i

A tiny frown emerged in-between the CEO's brows, and he looked back at me, eyes a bit colder than before. "Mr Kingston, I found some suits for you to try on." The man came back with the woman and racks of lavish suits. Giving a nod of his head, he walked off and sat on the sofa across the room, lifting one leg over the other. "What's going on?" Blake whispered, coming beside me. "Uh, boss's shopping," replying, I glanced at him from head to toe, and my brows knitted in disapproval. "You really are a caveman."

I, on the other hand, couldn't stop staring at him. He was gorgeous. Dark hair, tall with broad shoulders, and a tailored suit that showed off his trim physique. Not to mention a jaw that could cut diamond. “Who is that?” I whispered, my eyes following him as he walked. “Seriously?” She cocked her head to the side and looked askance at me. “That's our boss's boss's boss, Carson Winthrow. Do you know anything about this company?” “Well, I know where the good bathrooms are,” I replied.

With the exception of a single man who was next to a group of very well dressed people, I soon turned my attention to my boss who was approaching in slow steps. "Look who decided to attend... "Jack said with his gaze seductive. He wore a black suit, covering an also open black shirt on the top of his chest, in a sensual way. His black pants fell perfectly on his seductive hips, his feet were contained inside a social shoe also black. My eyes shone. "I'm sorry to arrive so late. "I gave a smile a little awkwardly. He was the only guy who left me like this. Maybe it was because of his intense blue eyes or his natural seductive way.