Stolen By The Boss Novels & Stories

As soon as he ended the call, my phone pinged with a text. I shook my head as I read his text. The location wasn’t far from where I was. Lorenzo and some of our other men were going to meet me there. Two gangs came together to steal from me. Initially, we had found only one of them. The people who made me visit Father Francis earlier. “I guess I have to sin again.” Anger coursed through my veins as I matched the brakes of the car and turned around, driving at full speed to the Martinez resident. I respected Mr. Martinez and I never expected him and his members to steal my money and drugs. We were competitors, so we didn’t see eye to eye, but I still respected him and would never steal from h

He wasn't sure, but since Lorenzo had told him to keep tabs on Ava and everything about her, he decided it was only right for his boss to know the current news. " Mr. Brown," He called Lorenzo and passed him his big phone. " What?" Lorenzo replied indifferently and lazily as he continued staring at the cool city view. " You need to see this." The assistant said with a slightly shaky voice, and he stepped forward. Instantly, Lorenzo's head snapped to the assistant, and even Hudson stood up. Seeing what was on the phone screen, Lorenzo clenched his jaws, and the office temperature immediately dropped. * Snap* The pen in his hand broke forcefully into two, and his gaze turned chilly. His black

I grab my sandwich and take a bite"It's not healthy. That job is forcing you a lot, don't you think you should give yourself a break? She snorts and shakes her head. " It's nothing special Kia"Roll your eyes" I can always replace lunch at dinner time. And regarding work, you know I can't leave it, how would I pay for the house? Now it's my turn to roll my eyes. This is a town where, even as a homeowner, you have to pay a monthly fee for always living here. Go town. Wow boss. The whole town is run by one person: the boss of the Russian mafia, or as many call it: The Boos.

Their strength was terrifying, and my resistance was a futile effort. "What are you doing? Let me go!" I shouted sternly. "Let you go? Sure." Jessica followed slowly behind with a cruel smile on her face. "Come up with the money, and I'll have them release you immediately. If you can't, then don't blame me for being rude." She leaned in close and whispered in my ear, ensuring only the two of us could hear. "There are no surveillance cameras in the storage room. I can do whatever I want to you. Even if I cripple you, my husband will handle it for me."

And eventually, losing the awe and admiration of his wife, son and their friends. "Yes, leave us with the ladies, we don't mind, Georg," Abram said, smiling. A harmless joke coming from him. “But beware of the ladies, for they have something they want from you,” The Boss replied—and that wasn't a joke. The Boss asked Gina and Rhonda to take care of his good friends, Abram and Adrian, then he shook Abram's and Adrian's hands as he excused himself from the finished lunch. Once he had left, Abram turned to Gina,

Carter left the office without looking back, but Derand’s gaze hooked into his back. "That youth must be mine," the elder Thorne thought with a thirst bordering on madness. "I won't let him slip away. Alive or dead, I want him in my bed. If Dorian can have him, I’ll have him my way." Carter walked through the hallways, chills racking his body. Before returning to Dorian, he stopped at the staff cafeteria, needing the bitterness of the coffee to erase the taste of Derand's presence. Alone, leaning against the counter, he spoke to himself in a desperate whisper.

The one time I should be barefoot, I'm clad in a dress. "Yes, I'm Maeve—the one and only. Why?" I glare at the man towering above me. He is an entire head taller than me but leaning into my face, fanning my eyelashes with his breath. "We have come to get you. Our boss has unfinished business with your family, and you're the easiest victim. You're not a fighter like them, but I must admit I'm impressed you managed to make friends with the first man we sent to kidnap you." The other men are laughing as he speaks, and I blink when someone blows an arrow into my leg—there must be something that will put me to sleep inside. My eyes dart down, only for my mind to blank out. I try to stand my groun

Another of the main said. “What?” I shrieked, “What do you mean? Who ordered that?” “Our boss did, and your father was in agreement to taking you as repayment.” The first man said. “This is bullshit! You can't take me, what will happen to my sister?” I shouted. “That's not our problem. Just come with us, or we'll have to use force.” The second man said, moving forward slightly. I tried to run, but they were bigger and faster than me, so I was caught in no time. I struggled and kicked, but the man holding me only stood still, like a solid wall of muscle.

“He even gave me this today. Said it would protect me.” Lydia’s eyes sparkled as she looked at the pendant. “That’s beautiful! And thoughtful. Most bosses don’t give gifts like that. Are you two…?” “No!” I said quickly, waving my hands. “Nothing like that. He just said he wants to be friends. Even though he’s my boss.” Lydia grinned and took a bite of her salad. “Friends with the big boss? That could be dangerous… or very interesting. So tell me about you, Clara. What did you do before this job?”

Marco kept bringing for me food, dogs food, but one day, it didn’t taste as horrible after he suspiciously closed the door behind him. I’d find chicken nuggets buried in the horrible soup. Sometimes, I’d be real food, nice food, the one people eat. From that he started leaving behind pieces of papers as we communicated. He was young, probably 17, he owed the boss some Money, his mother had fallen ill. So he stole from the boss, and that landed him in working an hour less and Payless job in his big mansion. He’d literally shown him mercy, the boss I know doesn’t leave any stone unturned, if you take his money, then you are damned.