Novel & Cerita Who's The Boss Fanfiction

He asked. “I swear by my life, sir,” I cried, trying to avoid his glare, but for some reason my eyes moving back to his. “It was just an honest mistake.” And some fucked up universe coincidence. Seriously, how did all these happen? What are the chances that someone relocate to a new city and end up in bed with a father and son, and the next morning you find out they are your boss. Seriously, even novels don't write such bullshit stories. He was quiet for a moment. Then he bit his lower lips,

But look how far I got. I am a werewolf, the Luna of a Pack. And most importantly, my boss is a werewolf! THE END

Their comments rolled in, cheering me on: "Chris, stay strong—getting cheated on once doesn't mean it's a life sentence!" "Keep at it! The next one will be better." "This is the way! Ditch the slut and focus on making money!" In a recent acquisition meeting, my new boss swooped in and bought out Tommy's company for pennies on the dollar. I later heard that Tommy had since declared bankruptcy and was drowning in debt with no way out.

“That’s what’s freaking you out, isn’t it? You just found out you kissed the big boss man?” “I…” My mind spun. Technically, it wouldn’t be a lie if I said no, I didn’t work for him… Yet. Lana had fired me earlier in the week, and I wouldn’t start working for Brick until Monday, so at the moment, no, I was not employed at JFI, and therefore he couldn’t be my boss’s boss. But it’d still feel like a lie to me, so I couldn’t say no, either. And yet, I couldn’t tell him yes. He couldn’t find out who I was. This couldn’t get back to Lana. Ever.

(POV - Lana) For the second time I glanced at the Ballroom door while Mr. LeBlanc, Ella's new boss, spoke of her 'awe' for my best friend. This guy definitely likes Ella, I thought as I replied to what he was talking about with a polite response. For some reason Ella always attracts these types of men, first Oliver and now her own boss. ugh. And now she left me with her boss who was busy praising her. "Are you waiting for something, Miss Morrel?" question LeBlanc made my head turn back at him.

I tell him, with pride, “You have what is rightly mine. You have my mate, my house, my life, my everything.. And I’m going to take it all back.” “Your mate,” he says to me, seemingly incredulously, “YOUR MATE? .ARE YOU KIDDING ME?” “Yes, mine,” I tell him, smiling, “And soon I will be Alpha again, you’ll see. The boss will come through.” As long as I have the boss, I’ll be ok. I know it's true. He’ll be here any minute. “Who is this boss you keep referring to,” Levi asks me, leaning in seriously, “What does he tell you to do?”

Are you threatening me right now Anna? "Of course not, but you can think of it as whatever, I don't care what you think. You're my boss and I'm just your employee." "Are you sure about that Anna? Because at this point now, I'm not even sure who the boss is among us, it's more as if you're the boss here and I'm the one who's your employee." He stated because in reality, that's what it's looking like, she even holds more power more than he does and that's because he's foolishly in love with her, he's willing to do whatever she says not bothering what it is.

“I know who you are, and you will tell your boss know that I do not take kindly to people doing their fucking business in my place. LA is my God damn town and he needs to stop fucking with me.” “I won’t say shit to him and you can go fuck yourself.” She smiled as she looked down at him. “I was hoping you would say that.” The men of hers grinned and she lifted her foot, bringing her heel down on his fingers, not only breaking the bone but piercing the skin. He screamed and the men looked at her, asking if she wanted them to let him go. “I find you in my bar again,” she said as she kneeled back down, another knife in her hand, “I will kill you.” With that, she jammed the knife through hi

I just wanted to look into her eyes, to see if she wanted this as much as I did. I wasn't disappointed, I could see the same lust I felt reflected in her almost desperate gaze. She was all but melting in my embrace, and excitement rushed through me. She was all but putty in my hands, and I was anticipating the night ahead. Gone was the cold, distant boss. In front of me stood a woman who wanted, no, needed to be pleased. "Tonight", I heard myself speak though I hardly recognised the rough voice that came out of the depths of my throat, "I'm the boss".

“He even gave me this today. Said it would protect me.” Lydia’s eyes sparkled as she looked at the pendant. “That’s beautiful! And thoughtful. Most bosses don’t give gifts like that. Are you two…?” “No!” I said quickly, waving my hands. “Nothing like that. He just said he wants to be friends. Even though he’s my boss.” Lydia grinned and took a bite of her salad. “Friends with the big boss? That could be dangerous… or very interesting. So tell me about you, Clara. What did you do before this job?”