The Billionaire Boss Is My Former Bully Novels & Stories

I whispered because he was now definitely scaring me. “I do not fuck anyone who’s got my signature on their paycheck, “ he stated clearly and I was thinking of what to say and how to say it so I don’t lose my job. I couldn’t believe I thought he was beautiful. Perfect. The man I’d been looking for. Boy was I wrong. Very, very wrong. He wasn't. He was a billionaire, the CEO of this company and he was downright frightening. With effort, I pulled myself together. Then I told him, “Okay, it's solved. A mistake. We forget it happened and since it's never going to happen again, we move on and you don't have to break your no sleeping with employees policy.”

GIANNA ~•~ “You’ve taken your cast off,” Tyler noted as he sat opposite me and Emily. “And you’re late as always,” Emily countered. “Just five minutes late.” Tyler stared at the wristwatch on his left hand. “Late is late, Tyler. How do you intend to find a wife with this attitude?” Tyler gasped as though Emily had just said the most outrageous thing ever. He stared at me. “Do you see her bullying me? Are you just going to sit here in silence?”

"Find the monster, and expose him as usual. You can do the job, Elena. Don't be afraid." That was her boss's order before she left the office three days ago. An order she wished she could refuse, but couldn’t. This was her life. Her job. And everyone believed she could handle it. But this man... She'd been told he's mysterious. A cunning, cold-hearted billionaire who spared no one that crosses his part. It's rumored that a few who sneaked in to have a look at him, were found either on the hospital bed, or dead in their humble homes. That's why they called him the monster. A fearless tiger, and a man with a dark heart.

The expensive fruit bowl looked delicious, but my stomach tied itself into a tight knot just looking at it. I could not let him do this to me again. I grabbed the foil wrapper and folded it over the warm sandwich, pushing it away. He was a billionaire CEO with a massive corporate empire to run. He belonged to a world of elite power, luxury cars, and massive bank accounts. More importantly, he was engaged to Rosalie. Just yesterday, he stood right there in this exact room and watched his beautiful future wife humiliate me. She yelled at me, threatened my job, and treated me like trash in front of the other executives.

"I'm a billionaire and I'm wealthy. I have a lot of companies scattered across the world and most times such powers comes with countless enemies so if I don't trust the people I work with, an enemy might use them against me to get back at me so anyways, it's a win-win situation. I trust them and they trust me. That way, it will be harder for them to do anything bad to me because of the trust we've both established between ourselves." "Nice move. You know, you're not as bad as I thought you were." I blurted out and he laughed. "I usually see billionaire's as people who think they have the word wrapped around their little fingers. I see them as people who are selfish, self-centered and self-ab

Even though Alistair and Caleb are business partners, Alistair is more of a sleeping partner and he hates it when he has to make important decisions for the company because he is majorly in the business to support his best friend and to also prove to his father, the almighty Julian Roland, a self-made billionaire who built his empire through strategic takeovers, ruthless negotiations and savvy investments that he is not just a notorious playboy, serial dater and party animal that is always spending Roland’s family fortune like everybody in their family thinks he is, but his mind has always been. Most of the time when Alistair has to do things for the company, Caleb is always in the perimeter

“Touch her again and you’re dead.” The man laughed. “The boss owns the memories. He owns the empire now. Choose fast.” More footsteps pounded up the stairs. My heart pounded heavily. Was it a rescue or more enemies? Roman’s gaze locked on mine, full of raw promise and rage. The slow burn between us had survived everything until now. But as the gun dug deeper into my side, I whispered, “Don’t give them anything.” The leader smiled coldly. “Too late. The real game starts here.”

I said shouting at him in anger for daring to look into my past without my consent. "Calm down man, I always do this for any person I let into my gang to make sure you are not some undercover cop trying to burst me for drugs. As for this billionaire thing, I guess I was right for naming you rich boy before knowing about it. And wow to think that I'm actually sitting here with a billionaire, its wow." Ricky said to me with a envious look on his face. "Ex billionaire," I said muttering to him in annoyance as I had now calmed down a little from knowing his reason for delving into my past.

"Hey, I haven't hit you for a long time. And my hands are itchy." Even if I hadn't heard these sounds for over half a year, I could easily tell who they were! When I was in prison, they were the subordinates of Mrs. White. Every one of them contributed a lot to bully me back then! I said immediately, "Ten million dollars! Deal done!" Seeing that I hesitated for so long, Mrs. White doubted, "Ten million dollars? Are you f**king that rich?" "Yes! My husband is Patrick Cowell, the boss of Towering High Group!"

If I delay any longer my sister could lose her life and that was something I wasn’t even labeling as a possibility. I could hear the guards make fun of me and say how much I’ve ruined my life by messing with “the boss”. Who the heck was this guy anyway? In the files Phoebe brought, it stated that the boss was a woman but the man intimidating me was proving that point wrong.