The Boss From The Incredibles Novels & Stories

The audacity of this man, just what is he trying to do after humiliating us like this? I glared at him. Mom looks at me in worry, "Who is he? Do you know him? Isn’t he the one at the event?" "He’s no one, just ignore him, mom." "I'm her boss, she works for me. And as boss, I feel obligated to take care of my employees. If you let me, Mrs. Brooks. I wouldn’t want to drive by seeing that it’s your special day at such bad weather," "Your boss?" Mom gasps while looking at me, "Well let’s go then. You shouldn’t be so disrespectful to your boss."

I knew what the look meant. “Remember that new job I told you about?" She nodded in response to my question. “He's my boss's husband. He's a very nice man and insisted he meet you when he heard about your condition." I knew it sounded strange but I hoped it made sense to her. "Hello Anna.” He walked up to her, slowly lowering himself to embrace her. "It's nice to meet you Mr David. Thank you for coming to visit.” She replied with a sweet smile when they pulled away.

I command " I am working on it boss" He assures ################

With a sigh, I opened it. Hope you and Ava have a good day tomorrow. I straightened and read it again before realizing I was smiling. “What?” Ava asked. “Hm?” “You’re smiling.” “Am I?” She nodded. “I’m just reading a message.” “From Auntie Mia?” “No.” “Carla?” “No, not Carla either.” “Then who?” I hesitated. “My boss.” Her head tilted. “The grumpy man?” I couldn’t stop another laugh. “He’s not grumpy all the time. He smiled the last time you saw him, didn’t he?”

"Let me see you climb. Let me see you get close." I was climbing fast. Too fast. The edge rushed toward me— I stopped. Yanked my hand away. One. I grabbed my phone. Typed with trembling fingers: Edge one. Stopped just in time. God, Sir, I'm so wet. Good. Describe the fantasy. Who's watching you? My boss, I admitted. I keep imagining it's him. And what is he doing? Sitting in a chair. Watching. Telling me what to do. Is he touching himself?

"And then he told me to leave like he didn't just turn my soul into molten lava." She shrieked. "THE AUDACITY OF THESE MEN." "Right?" I groaned. "Girl. Your boss is trying to impregnate you again." I snorted. "Too late for that." She gasped. "He doesn't know, right?" "Nope. And I have no idea how to tell him anymore." "You don't. Let him suffer. Let his fine ass cry on marble floors wondering why his baby mama is ignoring him." I wheezed laughing. "You are unhinged."

I don't want to conclude yet, but my guts are never wrong. This man, my boss. Javan Torres. He is fucking creepy.

“The Boss sent this for you.” I held out my hands, and he dropped a white, rectangular box into them. It was a top-of-the-line smartphone, the most expensive model being advertised. I stood there, completely stunned. “There must be a mistake… This…” “The Boss doesn’t make mistakes,” he said, turning his back and walking away, leaving me confused with the box in my hands. I hid it under my apron and hurried back to my room.

(boss). I remember that night when we'd exchanged numbers before we saw his boss walking angrily towards us. "Is that your boss? She's beautiful" I had said, noticing he had started to look troubled. "Is there a problem?" I had asked. "Yes" he'd murmured quickly. "You have to go now Sola, my boss, she's a very difficult woman. I could loose my job if you don't go now" My eyes had widened with alarm and I had quickly bade him my brief goodbye. Not exactly how I wanted to.

All of them glaring. “Shush. Keep your voice down.” Ashley hissed. “Why are you calling him by his first name when they’re here? You want to get fired? And I thought you didn’t know who our boss was?” Huh. “Our boss?” I repeated. Please don’t say what I think you’re about to say. “Yes. He’s Mr. Zachary Maxwell of Maxwell Telecommunications Empire. THE Boss. Our boss.” My stomach dropped. How can this be? ‘Just Zachary,’ he said.