Novel & Cerita White Clad Noble Boss

And in the center, sitting on a throne of solid platinum, was the boss. He was twenty feet tall. A golem made of polished brass and gold plate. His eyes were burning furnaces. BOSS: GRAND TREASURER MIDAS. "INTRUDERS!" the boss roared, its voice a metallic screech that shook the virtual room. "MY GOLD IS MINE ALONE! THE POOR DESERVE TO STARVE!" "Not anymore, tin can!" Tank shouted. "Aggro engaged!" He fired a flare at the boss's face. Midas roared and stepped off the throne, the floor shaking with every step.

His tone, very full of promise, very confident, assured me that he might actually find out. As if I’d let him. “Haruki!” He called out to no one in particular. Footsteps sounded outside, and someone came in. “Your Highness?” He bowed. I studied him. He was dressed in a blue tunic, his white hair packed in a long ponytail. That was the only feature he shared with the man addressed with the title of royalty. White hair. His pale skin had a slightly red tinge to it and he was a foot shorter. “Tell Alpha Marcus to prepare the weapons. We leave immediately.” White-hair said.

Clara caught him fast and snapped at me, "You ungrateful jerk! How dare you touch Philip!" She spun on the others. "What are you waiting for? You still think he's the CEO? Beat him!" They rushed in and pinned me down. "You fake. I've hated you for a while. Always acting cold, making me work overtime. Today you're getting what you deserve!" "You think just anyone can be CEO? You're a delusional idiot!" "Lombardo Corp belongs to Philip now. Who do you think you are?" Fists and kicks came nonstop. Blood filled my mouth.

Just looking across at his employer whose long dark hair was pulled back with a fancy hairpin and for the first time he wasn’t emitting his cold aura, he had the look of when Si Ning first met and had a meeting with him. Seeing another person he was acquainted with in his modern-day world made him smile but seeing his appearance. Dressed in black robes and standing beside the pavilion without anybody in sight. dark robes just like those hidden guards. "A guard." Si Ning muttered before bursting out laughing loudly. His aloof cold boss turned out to be a guard in this world. "Pfff... I cannot I can..... pfff ah ah eh.." He had to hold his stomach to prevent himself from rolling over with laug

"Nicknamed Fire Lord. Your objective has been considered a failure. You have lost your token and you are now considered a deserter." A figure suddenly appeared out of thin air. The figure had his body wrapped in a white cloak with a beautiful golden embroidered around his shoulders meanwhile, an insignia of a golden sword pointing downward could be seen over the left chest of the figure. A pale white mask and a hood covered the features of the man as he gazed at Fire Lord with an eerie expression. A tremendous pressure of spirit energy already made all thoughts of fleeing fly out the window. "Lord! Have mercy!" Fire Lord instantly fell on his knees."

Two figures appeared out of nowhere and landed silently. Blanc was standing at the front, dressed in flowing white robes and wearing a tall hat. The words "Fortune Upon Meeting" were carved on his hat. His pale face and vivid red lips gave him a striking appearance, and his narrow eyes still held a trace of irritation, as if he had been summoned unwillingly. Blanc and Noir carried out their duties in Netherrealm, responsible for guiding souls and reaping spirits. They had always acted under orders, and nobody had dared to summon them without warning.

"He said this wedding attire is worth at most one billion. It's rare to find a sucker willing to fork out four billion and make a loss of three billion. Why not take advantage of it?" Alexander couldn't contain his admiration, and praised, "As expected of Big Boss! He's always thinking ahead of us!" However, Josephine frowned deeply. "That doesn't sound like him!" - Meanwhile, in a secluded room at the highest level, a tall man with pale skin and fingers adorned with various gemstone rings sat on his throne of pure gold. Theodore Claude, known as Big Boss, was watching the live broadcast of the auction. "Big Boss, how's the temperature?" A member of the Crimson Robe Society who served as his

He took a deep breath and bellowed. "Members of Rha," Holt yelled at the top of his lungs, "Stop this and step away from the battle right now. This hunt is over for all of you." "Go away!" Maira immediately yelled back, "We're kind of busy here… can't you see?" "Eye of Rha… stop this right now." Grisha shouted at the top of lungs, "I won't ask the second time. We're running out of patience here." This time, Another blonde man came forward with White Clan emblem on the armor plate on his bicep. His entire body was covered in golden armor.

said Jimmy chimed in. "May the desire of Mr. Jimmy will soon come true," said Zack. "Oh yeah, Mr. Zack." "Just call me Zack. No need to be shy sir Jimmy," said Zack. "Okay, Zack. Of the many guests present. Which the author of the work entitled My Boss?" asked Jimmy curiously. "It looks like Mr. Jimmy has not been lucky today. Her permission to go home first before the event is over. Understandably she's not feeling well." replied Zack.

I buried my face into my work and in just a matter of few minutes, the elevator door dinged open signaling the arrival of 'Thee Bosses'. I quickly got up on my feet as they both walked out of the elevator and holy cow! They were out of this world. Mr. Angry Bird stood proud and tall in a very neat burgundy hued 2 pieced suit. The white button-up dress shirt and a black tie marveled at his look. His hair was combed neatly on his head and oh his sexy furrowed brows! His 5 o'clock shadow stubble made my hands itch to stroke his scruffy face. He looked like a Greek god on Earth.