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I stood up from the stool. "Leaving already? I thought you'd keep drinking. By the way, there's still a shot of tequila for you to take. Or do you think I'm too much of an arrogant ladies' man to offer a drink?" My mouth dropped open when I realized he had heard my cursing. "Don't think you're all that to have a chance with me. I was just being kind." My mouth dropped open even wider at his insult. What an arrogant guy! And at that moment, I was no longer in control of myself.

However, her attitude does tend to be firm and authoritative. "I also feel like she's been different lately. The first day I met her, I could tell she was strict, but she had a good attitude. I don't know what's gotten into her!" Eve went on spoken on about the chronology of events. "So, do you want to rest in the cafeteria now?" Dave asked then. He glanced at his watch and was surprised that the direction Eve was heading was the office cafeteria. "Well, I should drink some ice water to cool down my head because otherwise, I might have a tantrum in front of Mrs. Jenny. Then I'll get fired, and that asshole CEO will cheer!" Eve replied.

"Why are you laughing now? I didn't know I cracked a joke." He took a step towards me and it took everything in me not to take a back but being the stubborn female I were, I stood my ground. He took another step closer but still I didn't back away. Who does he think he is? I thought. He scrutinised me and smirked. "So I guess that's a no. You won't work according to me, Yes?" I could feel my face burning with anger. I had to calm down. I took a deep breath and smiled sweetly at him, "You sometimes make me believe in my theory of you being slow. So let me repeat again and clear. I am not going to work according to anyone, you are no exception." He smirked again."What if you were an employee o

I’d spent countless meetings sitting across from him, my notebook strategically placed over my lap, trying to hide my raging hard-on while he eviscerated some poor schmuck’s quarterly report. I’d even described Sterling to Master once, in a fit of reckless honesty. ‘My boss,’ I’d typed. ‘He’s such an asshole. But he’s… hot. In a terrifying, god-like way. I have fantasies about him bending me over his desk.’ Master’s reply had been characteristically enigmatic. ‘Does he know you exist?’ ‘Probably not. I’m just another drone in the hive.’ ‘A shame. A man like that should be aware of the assets at his disposal.’

Giving me a pitiful expression, she thought she would get my attention. The top buttons of her already went missing, showing her full breasts. A beautiful view, to be honest. I smirked at her. She'd better show me her boobs in a bar instead of my office. I'm not a horny boss that she thought I was. The reason I could own this multi-million-dollar building is not only due to my family identity but also my strict demand about work. I do not mix work with pleasure. Being my employees, they had to remember my rules well. If anyone dares to challenge it, they will be fired by me. No matter who they are.

I push her slightly, “ why?, it’s clearly stated, you would do everything for him, other than giving him your private area down there” she said narrowing her eyes at me, a feel a turmoil in my heart. “ I am not giving myself to my boss stop it, maybe he is just generous, or better still, it’s probably from my salary “ I said, she smile gently at me then nodded, before scrooning into the bedroom, obviously to pee.

Icarus said carefully, his usual steel softened by a hint of vulnerability. I smiled, stepping closer. "Let's just say I'm a bit stunned. How a successful CEO—and arrogant, sexy boss of mine—can be so cold and strict. I don't get to see this side of you often. In fact, I never thought you had it." I teased, reaching up to grab his tie and pulling him gently into me. He chuckled low in his throat, his hands sliding around my waist, holding me close. The tension in his posture melted away, replaced by a warmth just for me.

Maya repeats, clearly not understanding. “Yes, they,” I stammer, shaking my head. “I bought some clothes and forgot to take them along with me.” I laugh lightly. “Weird, right? That’s to tell you how busy my recent days have been.” I begin gesturing with my hands, building the story as I go. “My new boss is kind of strict. He expects everything done exactly the way he wants it. When he wants it. How he wants it. And he doesn’t care what you’re doing because when he calls, you respond immediately.”

Then he said so seriously, "After that experience, your image in your employees' hearts has changed. They won't think you're as strict as they think. Although you're the chairwoman, you also have the emotions ordinary women have. You'll smile and frolic as they will. They'll immediately think that you're not too high to reach, but that you're approachable. When they have learned this side of you, they will think you're more human. Then, when they work, they will feel more at ease. After all, a boss like that will have the chance to be forgiven if she makes mistakes in the future. This alone will make your employees think so highly of you." The man's solemn speech made Sydney's mouth twitch r

said man immediately scurried off outside the shop while Minjae hopped on top of the table resting her palms behind and crossed her legs over one another dangling off the edge. "So this 'cranky' boss you're talking about, who is it again?", she asked, cockily tilting her head sideways. Jae had had enough of her attitude so he fisted his hands at his sides before slamming them onto the surface as he leaned over to intimidate her. "He's a very rich man with powerful connections and no matter how rich you must be you can't possibly be richer than him. He won't even let you enter here if you keep up that attitude of yours," he spat harshly and Minjae nodded in mock appreciation of the descriptio