Woman Boss Book Novels & Stories

Sure, for years, he might have controlled and used her, but today, he proved she won. She turns and smiles at me. "Thank you, both you and Eros. Without you, I wouldn't have walked away from Elon," she says, and I nod. "No thanks needed. I've said from the beginning that we women in the business need to stand up for each other and defend each other." I have always said it. Sure, I was the main one doing it, but that was because everyone else was too scared. I had the advantage, I was Bunny Wild and made Elon a lot, so me standing up and defending women wouldn't have my work cut, but others, like Clara? Elon would have ripped away their lifeline and not given them work.

"You didn't seem too concerned about who was going to work with you. Since you didn't know I was your new assistant." "I didn't know it was you. But I knew almost everything about you." "Then we should make things fairer." "Do you want to know things about me? You already know the most important thing." "You mean the fact that you're a maniac, controlling, authoritarian, egocentric, and a bastard son of a bitch?" This woman is very bold. "I was going to say amazing in bed and your boss." "A big clown, too." "A man has to have several ways to entertain a woman, Miss Collins. Either by making her laugh or moan."

I lied, and I knew that I shouldn't have lied about my family, but the woman quickly believed my lie as she said, "That's fine. I wouldn't want to believe that the CEO of BH Group would allow his child to come work here with us, but that's aside, as I never heard of anyone else related to the CEO, except his wife and son, Steven. So you're welcome, Miss Thelma Sabastain, to MW Group." "Come with me; let me take you to our boss and show you around to some of our top staff's offices, as all the new interns as of today are males, and you're the only new female among us. Although our boss doesn't accept many younger ladies like your size to work here with us, but never mind. I'm Mrs. Elena Brown

I stammered, stretching my arm out to take the soap. Justin paused, looking at me skeptically. "Fine, but if you don't do it right, I will do it for you. The boss likes his pussies pristine, so make sure you are thorough." I stalled, nodding as I took the soap from him. I considered turning my back to him but decided against it. He would come and check on me, and I was under no illusion I would have any advantages. All I knew is that if I at least looked them in the eye, it would show them I'm not a coward. I won't let them break me.

Suddenly, a sexy and beautiful woman walked to his table. He looked at her. The beautiful woman smiled sensually. She smiled and said, "Hello, sir. I'm the manager here. You can call me Miss Mick. What's your name?" "Wilbur Penn." "Oh, Mister Penn. Why are you sitting alone? Are you upset? You should know that we can fulfill any desire of yours, no matter how perverted it is. Go on and have fun," said Miss Mick with a seductive smile. Wilbur could tell that the Dashan women working there were victims of scams. They were forced to take on jobs like that.

"You used to love it when I did it to you...' she pouted at him. But all he could see was a laughing, impudent little face, brown eyes and a cloud of silky brown hair, eyes that promised, a mouth that made him see heaven, his Woman. When he had ignored the aging wh*re at his feet, she had taken off her bikini top, tossing it on the floor, confident that her small, surgically firmed tits would appeal to him. His lips twisted. The only woman who could make him hard now, the only one he wanted was his wife. The Boss had pushed her away indifferently and she had landed on the floor in an undignified heap, glaring at him, astonishment and anger warring in her hard face. “My Woman gives the best b

“You will go back in that office, work hard and make sure to earn back everything you spent on your women for the last two months.” Women? My lips curled at the word Sky used. If I talk, I also have no say in it. “You can’t work without a secretary. We’re not spending a dime on hiring and training a new secretary who will leave you before six months ends. You can’t have Frank and Catherine. Definitely not Angela’s secretary. What’s left is Lexi.” I was not an option, but the only option. Finn hissed, gritting his teeth to stop cursing his brother. He turned to me. “You heard the chairman. What are you still doing here? Go to the office and work.” He yelled, causing my heart to thump faster.

Elias smiled. It was a wide, satisfied smile, the smile of a man who had just convinced himself he had won something that was never really a competition. "You see?" he said, turning to Isabella. "I told you she'd choose them over pride." Isabella said nothing. She was still watching me. She was smarter than him. She always had been, and that was the most dangerous thing about her, the way she wore her intelligence quietly, the way she let men like Elias feel clever while she watched every room for the exit.

No one there treated me like a legend or a headline. To them, I was just a woman who liked long books and quiet afternoons. The owner handed me a package as I entered. “This came for you.” I opened it slowly. Inside was a thick volume titled: Women Who Rebuilt the World I flipped through the pages until I found my name. Not as a chapter about wealth. Not as a story about revenge. But as a case study about resilience and ethical leadership. The final line made me pause. She proved that walking away is sometimes the first act of construction.

"You thought you could run from me, Vivienne?" Draven growled, his hand pulling my hair back to force my eyes onto his. A hard shiver ran through me as he pinned my hands above my head on the silk sheets, his heavy body trapping me underneath him. "Draven... please..." "Beg me," he demanded, his lips touching my neck as his hand slid up my thigh. "Beg me to forgive you." "Please," I gasped, completely helpless under his touch. "Good girl," he whispered, his dark eyes filled with cold control. "You owe me five million dollars, Vivienne. And you're going to pay back every single cent on your knees." ……………………………………….. Vivienne thought she had successfully escaped Draven five years