The Boss’s Obsession Novels & Stories

That was the same way she hooked up with her ex and could no longer face him. “I will stop after this man.” She whispered. “He is so nice, but keep your eyes off him. He is mine!” “You can't be serious! He's our boss!" I whispered fiercely, glancing around to make sure no one overheard. She just giggled, completely unbothered. "Oh, please. Just because he's the boss doesn’t mean he’s off-limits. Besides, you should see the way he looks at me. If you don’t snatch up an opportunity, someone else will.”

I had been waiting for her and she did arrive . Ma, she was adamant on coming in , I begged her not to “ Rissa my personal assistant told me . I waved my hands at her asking her to leave as I turned to look at the bitch . “ What right do you have to fire Lola , I brought her into this company, not you”she barked at me angrily . “ There’s nothing you can do about it Lelia” I replied while going through my files without paying her any attention. “You psychotic bitch ,look at me when I talk to you”she screamed loudly as she grabbed the pen in my hands and threw it away .

Not squeezing but with His thumb pressed against my pulse point. "Every night shift, I watch you. Every time you bend over to grab supplies, I imagine bending you over that counter and fucking you until you can't stand." His hand tightened on my throat. "You walk around those halls like you don't know what you do to me. But you know. You fucking know." "You like knowing that your boss is obsessed with you. That he can't sleep. That he jerks off in his office thinking about your tight little cunt." "Yes." He squeezed enough to make my breath catch. My eyes fluttered.l My mouth opened.

“Already? But I just got another drink.” “It’s late,” I said, keeping my voice as steady as I could. “My new boss is a nightmare. I can’t afford to be out too long.” Kaelie sighed dramatically but set her glass down. “Fine, fine. You’re such a killjoy sometimes.” She stood, stretching. “But hey, at least you got some action tonight, huh?” I froze, my stomach lurching. She giggled. “Don’t look so shocked! I saw you leave with that guy. Did he wear you out?”

“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?”

I started, but he let out a deep breath. “I know it’s not my place to ask you that, but I asked you anyway…” He shrugged. “Why do you want to know?” I shot him a questioning look. “Because of the only question that kept repeating itself for the past month.” He answered. “What question was that?” I was interested all of a sudden in knowing his answer. “Why was my boss so obsessed with finding, or rather, chasing the person who had shot him, yet had no intention of shooting them back?” He narrowed his eyes.

he said lazily, “I could just ask everyone to leave the office. Then it’d be just the two of us.” I laughed, shaking my head. “Of course, how could I forget? You’re the boss.” “Exactly,” he said, eyes glinting. “And the boss always gets what he wants.” “There will be more need for that,” I leaned down, brushing a kiss against his lips before heading for the door. My legs felt weak, my heartbeat louder than it should’ve been. His secretary was already back at his desk, but he barely glanced up, occupied with whatever he was doing. Typical.

Cherry Brentwood’s life changed the night she turned eighteen—caught doing the forbidden while moaning the name of her brother’s best friend. Fast forward to two years later, summer vacation was supposed to be everything she had dreamed of. What she never expected was to spend it under the same room with her brother's best friend, the man with the most seductive gray eyes that she's been trying to forget…and her arch-enemy cousin sister. Xavier Salvatore is a guy who walks in silence, barely speaks, but rather acts in dangerous, mysterious ways. He’s not a saint; He's not an angel. He walks the thin line between good and evil. He is none other than the ghost of the Black

His expression changed immediately, shifting from controlled anger to concern. "Chloe." I walked inside. "I'm sorry." He came toward me. "You have nothing to apologize for." One of the board members gave a bitter laugh. "That's debatable." Adrian turned toward him without releasing my hand. "What exactly are you suggesting?" The man placed his phone on the table with deliberate slowness. "That this company is being dragged into a scandal because the CEO can't separate his personal interests from his professional responsibilities." I stared at the photograph again. I wanted to disappear. I wanted to stop existing in this moment.

That's when some of them asked about the final delivery and they said it wasn't decided yet. Then we heard the old man talking. He was asking them to be careful. "I don't want any mistake. This is different and risky. We can't afford a single mistake. No cops. No spies. Jo one should know about this. And listen, Boss is coming to meet you all too." We stopped hearing that. "What??? Boss??? But you said he never meets with anybody. Why now???" "This is going to be a really big mission and he doesn't want any mistake. He has invested billions in this. And trust me Boss is not a very forgiving type. One mistake and he will slit your throat.