Workplace Novels & Stories

Movies and TV dramas often romanticize workplace romances: the handsome boss, stolen kisses in the elevator, passionate moments in the office. Sounds dreamy, doesn’t it? In real life? Not so much. Elevators have cameras, every corner of the office is monitored, and your boss may not be a charming heartthrob. More likely, he’s middle-aged, balding, and sporting a beer belly. Even if you did manage to land one of the rare good-looking ones, just try hugging or kissing him in public—by the next day, the entire company would know your "romantic escapades."

Work By 8:00 AM, Dante was already on his way to his office. His company, Vieri Enterprises, had grown significantly over the years, and managing it was a full-time job. His sharp mind and relentless work ethic had made him a powerful force in the business world, but even more so, it had made him a man who now felt the weight of his decisions on a daily basis.

“Then why would you take such a decision without confirming with me?” “I was only trying to—” “Trying to what?” he snapped. “Run my schedule for me?” “No, sir,” she said softly. “I’m sorry.” Roy stood abruptly, the chair scraping behind him. The sharp sound made her flinch. “This is a workplace,” he said coldly. “Not a gossip hub. My personal life has nothing to do with my responsibilities here. If I wanted my meetings moved, I would have instructed you myself.” “Yes, sir,” she murmured.

And just like that, the tiny bit of relief I felt disappeared. “Still,” he added, folding his hands together, “now that you work here, I suppose I’ll judge that for myself.” I lowered my eyes to my lap. So much for hoping this place would be different. “Well, Ms. Carter.” I forced myself to look back up. “I’d love to see what you contribute to this company.” A slow smile appeared on his face. “And welcome to Way’s Enterprise.” His smile should’ve looked warm. Instead, it made my stomach twist.

"Yeah, Mr. Pearson. It isn't even April Fool's today. Are you pranking us?" I looked at them, making sure to scan every single face. Anyone in this room could be the one trashing me online. I clenched my fists. "It's not a prank. Starting today, our company is going to model itself after other corporations. Everyone should have no objections, right?" For a moment, my office went dead silent. Some people looked conflicted, others stayed silent, but ultimately, none of them could change my decision. Barely a moment later, that account made another post. "I have no idea what set my dumb boss off, but he suddenly canceled our days off and free vacations.

His finely chiseled face looked as sharp as though it can be used to cut diamonds. His presence had that effect, an unspoken command that always stilled the hurried movements of disoriented workers. They had to be extremely careful whenever he’s at the company for fear of doing something wrong and getting kicked out of the company. Considering the difficulties they encountered in order to get employed at BrentWes, they’re not willing to risk their career for some avoidable troubles. BrentWes is one of the top three leading companies in Maldonia, and people who are fortunate to be accepted there have a higher potential of reaching the top of their careers.

He probably had her office monitored so he could log her coming and going. “Not that it is any of your business, but yes, I’m going home.” Phil snorted. “I don’t know why Mason keeps you on. You’re never here and you’ve had so many sick days that you probably owe the company money.” “I may not come into the office every day,” Dianna said through clenched teeth. “But I do my fucking work, Phil. I work more hours than you do, not that you would notice. You work for a fucking tech company, surely you understand how the internet works? How does remote access work? How people can work from home? You do know people who work from home are sometimes more productive than when they work in an office e

Frowning, I find myself wondering what exactly is going through his head, and I know I’m going to learn soon enough when he makes his way toward me. “Mornin, boss,” he announces cheerfully. "Morning." I respond slowly, trying to make sense of his mood. “Did you need something?” “Actually,” he begins, leaning in closer. “I just wanted to ask what the policy was for workplace romance.” Immediately, I go on defense, as I know that he isn’t just asking this for fun. Either he was truly thinking of going after my songbird or there was something more going on here. “No fraternizing at work,” I say slowly. “If you insist on having a relationship, you will be terminat

Was it clear that I was freaking out? "Excellent work on today's files you're a quick learner and very creative I like that Ms. Young." "Thank you sir" I murmur. He remained silent, his index finger tapping on the desk mirroring my reactions and slow movements. "But keep in mind that my company has five rules that must be taken seriously." 1. No sex in the work place. 2. No lovey dovey stuff. 3. No laziness. 4. Always meeting deadlines. 5. Think outside the box.

Lianna suddenly agreed “Workplace abuse is a serious issue. It’s something that needs attention, and it is good that conversations like this are happening” Her smile returned, perfectly placed “Thank you for your helpful contribution” I said with a big smile but she could hear the sarcasm laced in it as her smile fell immediately. “Thank you both for sharing that,” she said quickly “It’s definitely a heavy topic, but a necessary one.” But the air had already changed and everyone in the room could feel the tension brimming.