You Re Not My Boss Novels & Stories

"She doesn't give the orders here. Don't you know who I am? I'm your boss-" "Not anymore," I interjected. His stunned look was like salve to my wounded ego. "I just bought this mall."

He says the last part in a mimicking voice. "Of course you do. I gave you a tough time down there." "Not as much as my boss will be giving you from now hence forth." "Your boss." I puff out my lips. "So you also have a boss?" "I do." "Oh, wow. At least you have a boss. At least you're employed and make money just like me." I open my mouth and widen my eyes now remembering Collins. "My ex didn't have a boss and he blamed me for it."

"I never felt disgusted with you, Miss, in fact I thought that because you are my boss." "Where I am, there you are, so we are one."

“Why not?” “Because my life is here. You’re asking me to leave my life, pack it up, leave my support system with a baby on the way for a place where I don’t have that support, and really neither do you. Yes, you make more money, but we work for the same company.” “Which creates other issues, because I’m technically your boss.” “Four steps removed.” “That doesn’t change the reality. My position makes me the boss of every employee below me, even if they don’t report to me. But you do report to me. You are in my direct department.”

“I – YOU – ” “You didn’t come back on Friday night when your boss told you to, you took credit when you thought it would get you brownie points, and now that you’re getting reamed out for it, you want to put it all back on me?” I asked, colder and more in control than I could have ever imagined myself being. “You’re a shitty boss, Klaus – but you’re a shittier human being.” “YOU CAN’T TALK TO ME THAT WAY!” “I just did.”

his tone showed he actually didn't expect her to accept to it. “ Please I don't want you to feel compelled to do this because I am your boss , I'm not asking you this as the CEO but as Alex . I'm sorry the child has made up ideas in her head and I don't have the heart to break it to her that we're just friends”.

“Just don't ask too many questions, please.” “I know you are not comfortable again. What’s wrong if they see us like this? They already know who you are, sweetheart. So please stop avoiding me or keeping your distance. I am their boss, so I want them to treat you as my first lady, my Mrs. Wellington.” "Mag, go ahead, please..." I still whispered in a pleading tone. “I'm not used to it. I don’t want any special treatment, you know that.” He shook his head. “No, sweetheart. Must get used to who you are, okay?”

“You’re more shameless than anyone else here. You have no right to tell me to back off from him.” “Fine,” I said coldly, my decision made. “But I am your boss to an extent in the company. And you’re fired.”