Wake Up Boss Novels & Stories

Thankfully everything is on the floor so I just flop down on the bed and close my eyes. What I would assume is ten minutes later a knock wakes me up, I get up pissed as hell. The knock comes again, not from the door but from the window. Confused I open my curtains and gasp at the sight of my boss outside, quickly open the window and give him my hand to get in. "Are you crazy? You aren't in the right state to be climbing into my window at this time!" I whisper yell once he's in and the window is closed.

★Sienna’s Point of View★ I woke up to the shocking sensation of cold water splashing across my face, jarring me from the blackness of unconsciousness. I gasped, but the sound was muffled—the sharp sting of tape stretched across my mouth kept me silent. “Hey! Wake up already! The boss wants to meet you,” a harsh voice barked. The man’s face was hidden behind a black ski mask, only his eyes visible. Did he seriously have to use ice-cold water? What happened to waking someone up with a shake or a shout?

Nichole held her breath for a moment, peeking through the slight gap of the double doors in front of her. Inside the ultra-luxurious office, her boss, who was also the man who had woken up naked in her bed yesterday morning, was sitting behind his massive desk, busy signing a stack of documents. Recalling the series of crazy events from yesterday, starting from the werewolf identity confession to the humiliating incident with her ex-boyfriend, Nichole suddenly felt she had lost all her courage.

I feel the pain shooting my head. “Oh, you finally awake, beauty.” One of the men spat when he noticed that I’m awake. “Maybe we can play a little before the boss comes back.” The other one with a nasty smile interrupted. “No, we can’t. Boss warned us not to touch her.” The other one argued. At least, he was better. “Who is your boss?” I clouded my fear. “You will know later, he will be here soon,” the one that was better among them answered.

D E L I L A H I woke up to series of feather like kisses on my neck. I bit back a smile, snuggling myself into the bed. “Wake up, sleepyhead. You have to get to work.” I let out a groan, feeling all to tired to even get out of bed. “I don't have to go to work. My boss would understand.” I said cheekily, earning a chuckle from him. “Believe me, he wouldn't. Your boss doesn't joke with his business and he might sack you from the job.”

he growled, pulling the trigger of the gun. "Alex, it's me. Relax." "Boss, when did you wake up? I thought you would be unconscious for 24 hours or more," he said, his voice filled with worries for my well-being. He then turned on the lights and his face darkened when he saw me dressed in suit and loafers. Raising his eyebrow he coldly questioned,"Where are you going? It's already late." "Doesn't matter. I'm going to my wife. Find out which hotel she is staying at!”

In a daze, I reach over to my phone to turn off the alarm. I finally fully wake up and feel dread at the realization that I just had a s-x dream about my new boss that I was starting work for today. Oh god, it's going to be so much harder to face him now! I'm going to have to look at him and know I had an orgasm while dreaming of him taking me in such a brutal way. I take a cold shower and dress in an outfit that has no slit and no buttons. Better safe than sorry.

The guy that's still conscious asks "She steal from our boss" "Tell your boss to come after me. Touch her again and you'll die" I go back to waking her up. From my peripheral vision, I see him take out his phone and call someone. Probably his boss. I don't care what they think she stole from them, I will end them if come anywhere near her again "Hey, wake up"

I say unable to wake up. "Okay, sleep, but I'm gonna have a work with your boss," she says, it's a woman's voice that's been talking to me trying to get me to wake up, she wants to talk to my boss, she can do that, I don't care as long I get to sleep.

The piercing sound of Grace’s alarm clock jolted her awake. With half-closed eyes, she reached out and turned it off. Five more minutes. She whispered to herself and immediately dozed off again. “Sis, wake up! It’s 6:30—you’re going to be late for work!” Grace stirred as her younger brother Elvis’s voice pierced through her dream. “And your phone’s been ringing nonstop! It’s your boss calling!” Elvis added. At the mention of her boss, Grace bolted upright, all traces of sleep disappearing instantly.