The Insufferable Boss And I Novels & Stories

"Oh?" "Your boss," I said, my voice dripping with venom, "is the most infuriating, arrogant, impossible man I have ever met. He dumped a mountain of files on my desk and expected me to understand them. He fired his assistant right in front of me and gave me her job without even asking if I wanted it. And then he forced me to wear this—" I gestured to the scent blocker device still wrapped around my rib, "—which made me sick, and he didn't even care." Sabrina's lips twitched, threatening to form a smile. "That sounds like him."

My Insufferable asshole of a boss. Maria, get it together. What is wrong with you. I splash the cold water on my face trying to get me to get less hot but nothing was working. I felt like I was just awoken from hibernation and have this desire and hunger only one thing can solve and that is Nayel Jefferson.

His strong arms and abs were touching my stomach. After sometime he stopped and threw me away. Ryan "This was your punishment for talking about my Mom like that." Zoya "How dare you?" Before i could complete someone knocked at the door. Hashim sir entered the room. Hashim "I guess you already have met your boss." I wasn't able to believe myself. How could he possibly be? Zoya "What? Are you serious? He is the boss. ?" Hashim "Yeah why?" He was silent and was smiling continuously

Despite his flaws, I couldn't imagine life without him. "Someone's eager to get back to his sleeping beauty," he teased. "You're an insufferable fool, Yaz," I said, a smile tugging at the corner of my lips. "And you're my boss," he retorted, his grin widening. "We're a perfect match, wouldn't you say?" I rolled my eyes. "Just shut up, Yaz. I can't wait to be rid of you." "You can't," he teased.

The caption read: "Where can you find such a considerate boss! I'd happily give my life to this job!" It was followed by a flood of envy and compliments from the entire group of colleagues. "I've never seen the big boss like this. Isn't he supposed to have extreme germaphobia? You can't tell at all!" "Oh my god, a man out of a bespoke suit is so sexy! You can feel the testosterone through the screen. Deadly. I'm officially a fan." "Dream on. The future Mrs. Boss posted that. We're just here to clock in and clock out."

The question sounds calm, but he leans forward like a predator getting ready to pounce on me. "Handle you? Please." I pause, pretending to give zero fucks. His eyes narrow. "I've dealt with demanding bosses before. None of them were half as..." I pause again pretending to search for the right word while his eyes narrow. "Insufferable." I say with all seriousness. The word sits between us like a slap. "Insufferable," he repeats slowly, like he's tasting it. His voice goes dangerously quiet. "Interesting word choice." I don't back down. "I'm good with words."

He put the pen down on the desk and stood up, walking slowly towards me. "How are you, my angel?" he asked in that hoarse voice that made my legs go weak. "I am wonderfully well!" "Oh really?" He gave a short laugh. "And may I know the reason why you are so well?" "Ah, it's because I was very well fucked by my boss!" I said as if I was talking about the weather. "Your boss is a lucky guy!" He laughed even more. "He really is. But he's also a very hot guy, with a huge cock and everything he does is amazing."

I looked in front of me to glare at it. But it wasn't a wall, but Mr Kings. Good thing I hadn't fallen. "Oh, I'm so sorry-" "Are you blind?" He suddenly says with a scowl catching me off guard. "Uh?" "Wow, she's dumb." He said, his dark eyes surveyed me and I felt like punching them. But, he's my boss. You're going to let him insult you? "I'm not blind, and I'm certainly not dumb," I stated firmly, he might be my boss, but he shouldn't insult me.

“Yuna, do you really think cozying up to Mr. Scott makes you untouchable?” He sneered, his voice dripping with venom. “Let me tell you something. Dealing with you would be as easy as dealing with this cat. Do you really think anyone would dare challenge me if I killed this thing right now?” I hadn’t expected him to go so far, and a bitter laugh escaped my lips. “Mr. Murray, I think I finally understand why, despite being with this company for so long, you’re still just a manager while others have moved up to vice directors.”

Almost. “Sure they do, but not have their bosses do that to them.” It was the last thing I could think of. “When did you decide that I was your boss. Was it when you were draped on my desk and I was spanking you or when you were on your knees sucking me off?” Well, he had a point. “I.. I just..”