The Perfect Day To Boss Up Novels & Stories

He expected to see a tired-out young man but he was still energetic and smiling. “Good afternoon, George,” he answered, returned the salute, and ushered him to a seat. “Thank you, Boss,” he said after he sat down. “How was your day?” “My day was fine, Boss. And yours.” “My day was fine, too. Congratulations on the purchase of the buses.” George was bashful and acknowledged the compliment, “Thank you, Boss.” “At least Capt. Bruce will stop sleeping in the office,” he teased with a smirk on his face.

The Boss asked directly “No she is not big you should not touch or harm Annabelle in any way “ I said sounding really serious , this is the first time I am talking back to the Boss. “I don’t know what chick or pussy got you in your feelings but you need to come back to your senses and do the right thing before you mess things up for us ! Goodness you’re the best but you have been slacking , get your act together “ the Boss shouted on the phone before he hung up the phone. “Damn it” I hissed, hitting my legs on the wall and it made a little crack . “Are you okay? “ I heard Annabelle whispering while standing at the door.

"Do it perfectly without mistakes, understood?" "Yes boss" Skylar Brandon, you are so going down. TBC....... ©️ Tricia

I can learn from my mistakes without fears of firing, and I received promotions faster than I know what to do with them. “Really?” Tris asks me with wide eyes. I reach out my hands to each little girl, and they both take them as we start to head back over to their place. Bea gives a series of interesting knocks, which I interpret to mean that it’s his daughter’s returning. “Our Dad is really a good boss?” Bea reiterates for her sister. Nodding, I smile wider. “The very best boss there ever was.” “Don’t you know this is how they get along?” Bea asks me, before looking over at her sister. “If Dad hears it, he’ll give her a raise!”

He threatened. "Yes, Boss!" They simultaneously spoke.... Three days was indeed very little time to get those people outta the plaza but they dared not complain... Even though Damian was a workaholic and a perfectionist, his company's benefits and pay was second to none.... They definitely won't give up on such a great company... The boss looked like he was in a bad mood, provoking him would be a bad idea.... "It is your duty to bring down that building, make use of force if you have to..." He instructed them and stood up unhurriedly before walking outta the board room while Adrian trailed behind him immediately.

“I’ll show them. I’ll show them what happens to a boy who plays games with Kroos. I’ll drag him out myself if I have to.” His voice carried enough venom that even the bartender, used to gangsters of every shade, found a reason to busy himself at the other end of the counter. Back at his mansion, The Boss sat in his leather chair, a rare smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. The morning sun filtered through the curtains, but he looked more alive than he had in weeks. The broadcast had drained him—the preparation, the performance—but it had also fed him something he hadn’t tasted in years: power through presence.

Katrina I just met a handsome man, what a lucky day today. Is he taken or married? I hope he's not. We have arrived at 25th floor of this building. I went off searching for the CEO's office, when the man walked ahead of me. He's walking in the direction of the CEO's office. Don't tell me, he's here for the interview. It can't be! He opened the door of the CEO's office. I walked after him and knocked the door infront of me. "Come in" says inside the room. I opened the door and shocked to see him in the swivel chair of the CEO. Is he the CEO? Uh..uhm I am Katrina Jones. I am here for the interview. "Have a sit Ms. Jones." I sat down infront of him. He flip the pages of my CV. "So, you are grad

She still couldn’t find anything wrong with her pencil-cut skirt and coat. “You have perfect breasts, and yet you fail to cover them,” he said dismissively, “As much as I’d love to look at them, I don’t think neither of us would want the old men in the meeting room to focus more on those than the report that will be presented, am I right?” her boss said while his eyes were glued to her perfectly round and perky mounds. She blushed hard and closed another button of her blouse until it was perfectly closed until her neck. “That’s better, Ms, Knight,” he said and winked as he pointed his lips back to the folders that he wanted her to finish studying.

I must be tired that I fell asleep with my head on my table. “Have you eaten dinner?” he asked again, reaching for my forehead and pressing his lips to stop himself from laughing as he took the sticky paper that got stuck on my skin. “Sky would surely agree to this note,” he chuckled, returning the paper to me. I bit my lower lip, blushing at what I had written on the small sticky note. My boss is an a**hole! I scoffed. “Would I be reprimanded because of this?” I cleared my table, piled the folders, and took my bag from the file pedestal drawer.

"I'll also collect unlimited boylets." They were silent again when I came out. I pretended that I didn't hear anything. I washed my hands, then looked at them in the mirror. “Hey, I think you should go to your respective area, girls.” They bowed. “I’m warning you, the new boss is very strict. So, if you don't want to lose your job, be responsible and be mindful of the time. Also, practice not interfering in the lives of others. Clear?” They nodded, and their faces flushed.