Where The Hell Is The Boss Novels & Stories

Musa finally asked, his voice barely above a whisper. The Boss didn’t respond immediately. He stood, pacing the length of the room, running a hand through his hair. “How the hell did he find us?” he muttered to himself. “Boss, he has my father,” Tunde said, his voice cracking. “What are we going to do?” The Boss stopped pacing, his face darkening. “We wait,” he said through gritted teeth. “That bastard wants to play games? Fine. But no one makes a move until I say so. Understood?”

“I want to not die of pneumonia during unpaid overtime!” He tilts his head, studying me. “You’re trembling. Good. Channel that.” “Sir. That’s not acting. That’s hypothermia!” He doesn’t even blink. “Meet me on the rooftop in ten minutes.” And then he walks away. Just… leaves me there like some underpaid extra in his live-action delusion. Wind. Rain. Lightning. My hair? Gone. My dignity? Drowned. My boss? Standing under a single black umbrella like the final boss of heartbreak.

Macey said lamely when she finally overcame the shock of seeing her boss in the club. Hissing, Chad ignored Macey and faced Olivia as he asked, “What is the meaning of this?" "I…I had…my cousin just got…” Olivia stammered helplessly, unable to express herself. "What's going on here? He's the guy? Your ex?" Pauline tried to intervene, but Macey signaled her to stop. She winced at Pauline's ever expressive fone. "Let it go, Pauline. He's our boss," Macey whispered and grabbed her palms.

It's just like Meera said. The media will give the Captain away soon. And in no time, both father and stepdaughter found Valeska's location through the school incident. After their visit to Solace Bay, Thorne and Meera moved to other cities, trying to track down Valeska's new station ground. Atlas was crossed off Brandon's list because that's where Dante was sent, and he was sure that his daughter wouldn't be there. The people the multimillionaire father contacted, couldn't give him the feedback he wanted.

I blinked rapidly, reading quickly from the paper and back at them. “You'll…” “It's simple, Rebecca. You will be our sex slave. It's not stated there because the paper could get into wrong hands” my boss cut in, calmly. I looked to his wife, her tongue wetting her bottom lip as she looked at me intensely making me swallow hard, my eyes widening before glancing to back at my boss. This wasn't a joke… right? I had forgotten how to breath. ‘A sex slave?’ ‘These things were real?’ My thoughts must have reflected on my face because my boss cleared his throat, throwing his head back to look at his wife who nodded at him in silent communication.

The company's front doors were shut tight, and the office area was plunged into pitch darkness. Mr. Wilkins' brows furrowed into a deep knot. "Where is Wayne? What on earth is going on with your company?" Tammy fumbled frantically for her phone to call Wayne, only to discover that there was no signal. The call wouldn't go through at all. "Mr. Wilkins, there's a power outage. Wayne… He went downstairs to meet you."

He took his from her without a word, waiting for her to reply. "Yes sir, I did. They have the erhh" She made an excuse me gesture with her finger, pulled out an i-pad from her bag and swiped it. It didn't come as a surprise to her when her boss grabbed his sunglasses and matched out. It had never been his style to wait, and therefore she had learned to walk fast, in other to catch up with him, and she did just that immediately after telling jade's assistant they were going down already. She met her boss outside talking to another young man who also wore sunglasses, looking serious.

Talk less of calling his name. "Well hello brother!" Boss replied in the same sceptical sly smile. Wait a minute, Did he just call Henry brother? But he just called Henry brother... Could it be they are... Could it be they are siblings? What on earth is going on that I know nothing about? Tbc

He shouldn't see me. I turned to go back down and to look for a place where I could meet my girls, and they probably had lots of inquiries about why the heck would my dead boss be looking for me and talking to them. Then I paused as I heard their voices again. "The last time that she texted us was twenty minutes ago, sir. She mentioned that she is at the bus stop and heading here. She will be here in no time, sir. Do you want to wait for her inside her apartment?" My friends told him and asked, and I took my phone out to turn it off if ever they will call me or track me. Damn it, how can I talk to them? Why would he be in here anyway? Haven't I made it clear to him that he should not look fo

I'm also here aren't I? "That's only because I set it up... God, now I really don't feel guilty about tonight" "Tonight?", I repeated. "Yeah, tonight", Evan looked away towards the other end of the beach. "Eva, what do you mean tonight?", my boss voice was back on. Something unnerving was shifting in the pit of my stomach, I didn't like where this was going.