White Clad Noble Boss Novels & Stories

Granted, this all stemmed from her jumping the gun and attracting the mutual hate from all four creatures unto her party, the female mage was still mad. "Big Sis, calm down. We can still make it if we run now. That boss shouldn't be able to finish off those minotaurs and escape to recover its health," said one of the men in the group. This one was dressed in a white robe, identifying him as the priest. "That's right, Big Sis. Let's hurry back to the area. If we lose out on this boss, there's no way we'll be able to join the combat guild for our sect," mirrored another male, this time dressed in plate armor, identifying him as the warrior.

I nodded, not understanding why the fuck I was asking my boss to get in the water if I was naked. Control your hormones, Beth. Nick looked at my clothes on the grass and then looked at me. -Of course. My boss started to take off his boots, pants and shirt. I thought he was going to stay in his boxers but when I saw him start to take them off I looked away immediately. Oh my God! Oh my God! It can't be.

And my rank's too low to meet the boss. Rachel was at a loss for words. "Seriously? You don't even know a thing. Are you playing with us?" Bob flashed a wry smile and mumbled, "Your Highness, I'm not someone important. Otherwise, I wouldn't have to be stuck in this remote place, either." "What's your organization's name?" "Poker." Zayn scoffed and quipped, "What's your boss called, then? Don't tell me he's the Joker." Bob nodded, saying, "Our boss is indeed the Joker."

She said and gestured for him to continue drinking and paid him no attention. Elena Lubov Knight was not someone who easily gets awkward and fidgety, but being in close proximity with this man, her drop dead gorgeous boss, was not ordinary. She was a sucker for exotic muscular men, and she wanted to kick herself when she realized that the blouse she was wearing was a bit see-through up close. She could both see and feel the way Mr. Michael Mezzaluna was staring at her chest from time to time.

while rubbing his head. I shake my head softly and sigh as I speak " Ok, now listen up. We are going to infiltrate them in two spots- " K barge in as he shouts in panic, " BOSS! WE GOT NEW INTEL! SCARLET CLAW IS GOING TO MAKE A BIG CELEBRATION ON CLUB XILLIA TO OFFICIALLY INTRODUCE 'THE ROSE EMPRESS' AS THEIR 4TH UNDERBOSS AFTER KING CLOWN, TRAXENTINO, AND VALHALLA." Everyone glared at K except Neva since he was taking his paper fan to slap K on the head and K looks dumbfounded while rubbing his head.

It was cold and hard, but a warm crack glowed with a faint light. I looked up. To my eyes, he was a tall man, maybe six-foot-three. He was dressed in all black, wearing some kind of mask or hood that looked very artistic. The coolest part was the glowing decoration on his chest, like a special effect from a sci-fi movie. 【WARNING: Player Ava has touched the S-rank Boss ‘The Shadow Lord’s’ ‘Soul Scar.’ This is a fatal wound from a past betrayal. Touching it means instant, murderous rage.】

“Didn’t think you’d show yourself, old man.” “You left quite a mess upstairs,” the masked man said, stepping down from the dais, his voice smooth like oil over broken glass. “Dominik wanted to play with you, but I told him no. You’re mine.” Noa’s breath hitched, the cold slicing through his lungs. “You’re the Shadow Boss.” The man’s gaze flicked to him, the weight of it landing heavy and suffocating. “And you must be the little stray Alessio can’t seem to let go of.”

In fact, I found myself wrapped tightly in a black cashmere blanket, warm and safe as if I were in a cocoon. 【The Boss is actually pretty thoughtful.】 【Tsundere confirmed.】 【The Boss must have just been in a good mood last night. This woman is going to get herself killed sooner or later.】 I quickly dressed and ran to the living room. The sight before me made me gasp. Bob was still on the sofa, but he was no longer the 45-year-old man from yesterday. His hair was completely white, his face was a mask of deep wrinkles, and his skin was as slack as a dried apple.

asked the man who had lying of the couch lazily. He was the boss and he was only wearing a boxer brief revealing his half naked body. He was wearing a kings robes at all. “Yes I.. I am Ysabelle Morgan, may I know why your calling me here? And where’s my father?” she asked to the boss of the underground Casino.

I set it down and turned around, and smashed my face against a rock wall. "OUCH!" I screamed and held my nose. Who put a rock wall behind me? My nose must be broken now. I looked up and almost had a mini cardiac arrest. I slammed against the Bossman himself! And of course, he has rock hard abs and chest. He stood in front of me, wearing nothing but a towel covering his manhood. I am so dead. "Miss Young, do you make a habit of barging into men's bedroom?" he glared at me.