You Re Not My Boss Novels & Stories

He said looking at me. I laughed humorously. "You don't know my boss he will fire me and his girlfriend will kill me if I don't show up. He is such an arrogant and jerk. I'm sure every boss in the world is arrogant and Bossy jerk like him." I said looking back to him. He raised up his right eyebrows in offence. I looked at him confusingly and then it hit me. Shit! He is also a boss of his employees. "Sorry I didn't mean all the bosses. Some are good." I said apologetically.

He holds up his sweaty hand to me, interrupting me in the middle of my sentence. “I’m sorry, but I informed your bosses about this change. Has no one informed you of the switch?” No. No one said shit. I grit my teeth into a pathetic excuse for a smile. “No, Mr. Anderson nor any of my other bosses mentioned anything.”

“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 don’t even care, I don’t like Cullen Lee, he is just my boss, my CEO. After a few minutes, I realized that it is already 7pm. I returned to the office just to check him, you know he is my boss, I want to check if he is okay. But upon checking, Cullen Lee is not here, where is he? I checked around but he is not around. Maybe he went out for a walk or something? I then shook my head. “I will just go to my boyfriend then.” I said to myself and locked the office.

Once my thumbprint was on the page, the five-hundred-thousand-dollar gap would simply disappear. I forced myself upright and looked straight at the one who had the highest authority in the company. "Dad, do you think so too?"

After I said that, I texted the friend whom I wanted to invite. Cathy and everyone in the company knew her. I looked at the time on my phone. “It’s late. Shall we go?” My boss pretended to be considerate. “I already booked the place. Let’s go, it’s definitely worth it!” I did not hesitate. “Thank you for your help, Vincent.”

The more I thought about it, the colder I felt. If Yoel really was my online crush, all I wanted to tell him was that I was stuck revising a plan late into the night. He couldn't expect me home early, and his boring meetings were the ones I had spent three all-nighters preparing for. He really was a ruthless capitalist, using me like a workhorse every single day. "Are you really my boss?" I typed the words over and over, erasing them each time. If it really was him, all our conversations could threaten my job. If it wasn't him, it would be painfully awkward.

I complained. “I’ll tell you if I want you to do something. Don’t get ahead of yourself. I’m your boss and you’re only my PA,” he replied calmly. I simply smirked and shook my head. If he didn’t have anything for me to do, then I’d just sit and relax. Anyway, I’d still return to the restaurant tomorrow to work there. I sat on the mini sofa and pulled out my phone. I might as well scroll through social media instead of staring at this man.

Nothing, just to make sure, this is real and not a dream. "Your cheek is turning red!" Señorito added in a still annoyed voice. "It's okay Señorito, I just want to make sure I'm really awake and it's not all a dream." "Of course, you are no f cking dreaming. Where the hell are you getting those thoughts?!" If you're the boss, you want to win your personal maid. The only thing that can be called ownership is a few pieces of clothing. My parents and I don't have our own land, so I don't know why, you want me to be your girlfriend."