Wake Up Boss Novels & Stories

One tapped a communication device on his ear. “He’s awake,” he said. “Prep the room. The boss wants him conscious.” A slow, vicious smile curled across my lips despite the pain. The boss. So that was who had stepped out of the shadows after all. Good. I’d been waiting to meet them. But Aurora— Aurora would come. I knew she would. And when she did, everything would burn. One of the men noticed my smile. “What’s funny?” he growled. I met his eyes, blood on my teeth, and whispered:

Feeling cranky, he dialed Maahir. Maahir was in a deep sleep in his room, and suddenly the creaking sound on the wooden nightstand awakened him. Groggily rubbed his eyes, and moved his hands on to his mobile. He checked the caller's name, it was none other than his Boss! With that, he lifted instantly. "Maahir!" "Boss voice sounded more than annoyed." He thought, and the drowsiness in him vanished. "Boss! Do you need anything??" Maahir asked.

She took care and addressed him. "Sorry if I woke you up, that psycho boss is back wherever he went and looking very hot. He has called all the department heads for a meeting at exactly eight o'clock tomorrow morning and I suggest you set the alarm. No matter what happens, don't lie down, he is not in a good mood, he will scold you in vain." Harry suggested as he relayed the message. She was a little surprised. “Do you know what upset the boss?”

He'll have to come out of the room eventually, right? After what feels like an eternity, my eyes fly open when I feel someone move me. “Jay? What happened? Where's Bhyron?” “You fell asleep, ma'am. The boss asked that I take you back to your bedroom.” I rub my eyes and sit up when he places me on the bed. “Where's Bhyron? I need to talk to him.” “The boss has gone to work. He'll be back tomorrow.” I blink up at him. “What? How did he bypass me? I was waiting for him. Why didn't you wake me up?”

But something made him tap the notification, open the message. A photo loaded. A photo of them in the elevator of his building. Her pressed against the mirrored wall, his mouth on her neck, her eyes closed in obvious ecstasy. Her dress was hiked up around her hips. His hand was clearly between her thighs. The image was high quality—taken through the security camera, then enhanced and cropped to focus on the most damning details. Unmistakably them. Below the photo, a message: “Does HR know you’re fucking the boss? Walk away in 24 hours or everyone sees everything.”

"Really? Katlyn did that when she was little?” I rounded the corner, and the world seemed to tilt. Sitting at our small dining table, looking perfectly handsome and deceptively innocent in a fresh navy suit, was my boss. He looked up, his grey eyes gleaming with a dark, intense focus that pinned me to the spot. "Oh, hi, Assistant." I stood frozen, my hand gripping the doorframe as I stared at him in utter shock. My grandma noticed me first. "Katlyn! Don't just stand there being disrespectful," Nana scolded, though her eyes were bright with excitement. "How clumsy could you be to leave your bag at the office? Your very generous boss brought it back to you personally.”

” The manager’s voice suddenly rang out: “Tessa,Mr Hudson wants you in his office now!” Oh. I’m dead! ********* I shakily knocked on the door of his office. “Come in.”His deep baritone announced. Reluctantly,I walked in. I was nervous as heck. I can’t believe the man who was on a bathrobe this morning turned out to be my boss. Life is truly full of surprises. Too bad…I didn’t like this surprise…I didn’t like it at all. I stood there quietly while he continued to go through some documents without acknowledging my presence.

Before I could finish, he cut me off impatiently, "Yeah, work's calling. I have to go." He rushed out the door, and I didn't press him further. However, my doubts grew heavier. Was he really that busy? I followed him, and that was when I saw the happy family scene I had just described. I lifted my numb fingers and hit record, capturing the entire scene in front of me. When I returned home, I locked myself in my room and played the video on repeat. While I lay unconscious, someone else had quietly taken my place. What was the point of waking up at all?

Part of my treat last night was to make breakfast in bed for her, and what she went through is enough boost for my lazy self. I strode to the living room with nothing but my tight pants. Memories of our little adventure flooded my mind as I walked down the stairs. Happily. My phone buzzed halfway into my cooking and when I picked it up it was my boss. I was excited and nervous at the same time. Excited because it's been a while I heard his voice, even though we talked yesterday. Nervous because it's a work free day. A Saturday. "Hello! Sir". I greeted with a strong bass.

In response to her forgotten query, he said. She yawned and pressed her head even farther into the cushion. As for now, I'll have to mull it through. He beamed a wide grin at her. "He is my grouchy angioletto. Go to sleep; I have to supervise an incoming shipment in the morning. Whenever you feel like acting like a person again, please visit my workplace." His palm clenched in her hair as he raised her chin. Finally, "Kiss me, Tesoro, and goodbye."