The Boss Novelas e Histórias

"Hey, stop it! I'm going to mini market for a moment, you can wait here!" "Wa ... wait a minute, Boss! ehm ... how about if I come? I can help carry your things!" "No, that's not necessary!" he said, trying to avoid physical contact with me. "It's okay, Boss! I'll ..." "No! and stop calling me boss. Do you understand?" he said holding back annoyed. "Ok, Boss!" "Agh...!" ***

He said very calmly. John shivered as he knew how ruthless his boss can be sometimes. John knew he couldn’t argue with his boss when he was in a bad mood so he just came out and closed the door behind him.

I interrupted him and screamed “Yes. I mean I don’t even know who he is…” He interrupted me “You don’t know who the boss is?” “Yes; Why? Is he really mean or something?” I asked hopping for a positive answer. And his answer did make me feel better again. He said “Don’t worry newbie. The boss is really cool and handsome and kind and really understanding. Plus I am very sure the boss is going to be late too.” “How do you know he is going to be late?” I stopped panicking and asked a question out of curiosity.

I asked . He is sorting out the weapons boss he replied. I took my drink and finished it in one drink. " Boss what's on your mind ?" he asked is it that girl Anna Johnson? just fuck her and get her out of your system and forget her. I mean there is no woman who can say no to you , she will be starting at the company tomorrow .so just fuck her pay her and fire her .they are all after money anyway, she can't be any different he said .

I demanded but they only whispered amongst themselves and my curiosity made me strain to grasp whatever they were onto about. "Thank goodness she didn't actually die- hit her a little too hard- the boss would have fed your eyes to the- we should have him know of- don't you think we should- she looks really pale and- The Boss also said to- " their voices came out to me in a very disorderly way that i almost couldn't grasp a thing but I held on to that one thing that took the whole of my attention. The Boss? What Boss? Who the hell are they talking about?

He looked like his head were in two, no, three places. “Huh?” I mumbled. “Are you miss Jean?” I frowned slightly. “Who the fuck are you? Another stupid male who has nothing better to do than to hurt women?” I snapped enraged. The man seemed to shift, or was it me that seemed to shift. I wasn’t so sure. Everything was so strange now. “My boss requests that you show your presence immediately.” My frown deepened. “Who the hell is your boss?” “Zayn Usman.”

she says once again, sounding more agitated by the passing second while ushering me in the direction of the dining room. “ You wouldn’t want to irritate your bosses." My said bosses are some of the most intimidating people that you might ever get to meet. I don’t say this because I have seen them get furious and lash out at people, even though I have. I’m saying this because they are some of the most influential people to walk this planet and their aura alone is enough to intimidate you. They belong in the upper echelon of the high class society. They make and destroy people without having to lift a finger or move from their chairs.

He says, attempting to leave but he stops his movements and looks at the clients who have conflicting moods. " Don't understand the new Boss. She is a woman but she is the ' Boss'. Be careful. Her one word is enough to terminate your million dollars' projects!"

“You know the boss is very handsome and they love him. But he doesn't even give them a chance, he doesn't give them a chance for them to talk to him. All what they discuss is business. I just think you need to be careful with them all” “I need to be careful with them?” “Yes, especially Anna. What did you do for her? Have you snatched her boyfriend before?” “Snatch boyfriend?” She asked herself, “No! She's my childhood friend and she was the one who introduced me to this company” “Now I see! She's jealous because you are progressing more than her. What's her purpose in this company? Just to gossip around. There was a time my boss wanted to sack her. But we were

He chuckled and sipped his drink, his expression shifting into something unreadable. I smiled softly. Nightlife indeed. He paused, his gaze sharpening slightly. “And your boss? Who is he and what does he do?” “This is your chance, Miss Wilde,” Derrick’s voice cracked in my earpiece. “Steer the conversation toward Weston, but don’t make it too obvious. Let him think it’s his idea.” I straightened myself, taking a steady breath. "My boss is the president of Weston Corp, one of America’s business conglomerates who dominated Bellmore. Weston is vast in a lot of industries, and tech is just one of them."