White Clad Noble Boss Novels & Stories

he said. Just then, a man in his early fifties stepped into the clearing, flanked by two broad men in black. He wore a full white suit and black gloves, and the air around him changed the moment he appeared. “Gentlemen,” he said, his voice low and cool. Every head turned at once. The fighting stance drained out of the clearing as men on both sides straightened and bowed. “Big Boss.” He acknowledged them with a mild smile, hands clasped loosely in front of him. “I see we’re having a party.”

On her boss. She was pacing, He’s a vampire?? Do vampires even exist? My boss…..CEO? She slid down the wall until she was sitting on the cold floor, knees pulled to her chest. The smell of cleaning supplies surrounded her. Bleach. Ammonia. “Jesus,” she whispered, squeezing her eyes shut. “Jesus, please. Please help me.” Her voice cracked. She closed her eyes,tried to breathe. Tried to think. But all she could see were those eyes. Pale. Predatory. Locked on hers.

She was now convinced—these people were insane, and their boss was just as bad. However, her car was completely boxed in. Even if she wanted to drive away, she couldn't. And her phone? Useless. During the ten minutes of waiting, Nyla's mind raced through every possible worst-case scenario. Just as she was about to write a goodbye note in her phone's memo app, the so-called boss arrived. He was dressed in a crisp white suit. His proportions were impeccable—tall with long legs—and he exuded an air of elegance. Wearing sunglasses that concealed half of his face, his visible features revealed a strikingly handsome man—refined to the point where he looked more like a model than someone involved i

These thoughts circled their heads countless times. The dirt on my body vanished with magic, and my clothes became spotless. I sat in the seat to which I had previously been chained. I have some inquiries. "I hope you will all work with me, or the implications will be severe." The fact that I couldn't see all of this body's memories made me frown suspiciously. Was this guy, after all, not a regular person? "Who are you!" exclaimed the boss. He fixed his gaze on me for a split second but couldn't avoid feeling a shiver run up his neck. This young noble's once timid eyes had turned vicious. The same eyes that had already claimed a thousand lives.

The room was only filled with an incredibly awkward silence, punctuated by the sound of dripping water from the coffee maker in the kitchen. ​Feeling that something was odd about the prolonged silence, Nichole slowly peeked through the gaps in her fingers. Her eyes blinked in confusion. ​Mr. Samuel King, the CEO of King Industries who claimed to be the mightiest male wolf, was still standing tall in front of her. ​Completely human. Completely stark naked. And right now, his handsome face looked red and strained hard, looking more like a man struggling with severe constipation than a savage monster ready to pounce.

They all wear white clothes that are closed complete with masks. "Your majesty the Queen!" Suddenly a man appeared in elegant clothes like a European nobleman. All of the man's eyes were black, with 2 criss-crossing red lines branching out at each end. Unaware of the man's presence, the Shadow Dragon immediately launched his attack towards him.

Her focus was solely on the new boss, calculating her odds of dealing with it in future dungeon farming sessions. While Oritha and Sasha prepared for battle, Zen narrated his observations to Liu Feng. The boss’ silhouette looked familiar. That flashy sense of fashion brought back unwanted memories. For a moment, the chef thought Lil’ Mushade’s father was back for revenge. Thankfully, it was not the case after the smoke cleared. The only similarity this badass boss shared with the cringey rapper was their love for grand entrances. The bald white puffball’s name was Huff N Puff. The boss wore a classic fedora and had his shades on, another similarity with Lil’ Mushade. Everyone figured out why

And I'm with Scarlet, what do they need from me? "Good, remove the blindfold from his eyes." After the man ordered, he removed the blindfold from my eyes. A minute passed before I opened my eyes and looked around. Is this an abandoned place? Why is it dark? I looked at the people here, they surrounded me. The one guy that I think is the boss is wearing a white tuxedo. Two men were with him wearing simple shirts that seemed to be his bodyguards. His minions to be exact. "Who are you?" I asked weakly.

For the longest, Rhodes stood outside Noah's hotel room, his knuckles hovering over the door, hesitating for a moment before he finally knocked. The door opened, revealing Noah, who was dressed in a simple white wrinkled t-shirt and faded jeans, a stark contrast to his usual sharp suits. With a faint smile, Rhodes raised an eyebrow, surprised by Noah's attire. "Boss, you're looking... casual," he remarked, a hint of amusement in his voice. Noah chuckled, stepping aside to let Rhodes in. "I figured we're going incognito today. Can't have anyone recognizing us," he said, closing the door behind Rhodes.

“Luna Elena, I’m sorry for barging in. I need to evacuate you as per Prince’s ord–” He didn’t manage to finish his words when he looked up and saw my appearance. His eyes wandered between the three of us, shock evident in his eyes as he looked up and down between us, who were wearing warrior clothes. And it’s not just simple warrior clothes. It’s a top-of-the-line outfit from the Custodes. Though it's thin and light, it’s far heavier duty than the average. It’s even par with those things the royals use. “There’s no way I’ll run from this. We need to help,” I replied, pulling him out of his thoughts.