You Re Not My Boss Mga Nobela at Kwento

I already have got a boyfriend and to stabilize ourselves we needed money for which I used you as my money plant. Have a great life ahead and do not bother to look for me because you will not find me ever again. Xxxx

"You are not my father." "No." I stepped closer and brought my hand to her chin, tilting her face up with a gentleness that was in direct contradiction to everything else currently happening in my chest. "I am not your father." My thumb traced the line of her jaw. "I am your boss. And I told you before. I don't share." "This is ridiculous. You're taking things too far." She pulled her chin back, or tried to — but my hand didn't move. "You're being completely—"

“I am not your boss! I don’t even know you! Why are you doing this to me?” He chuckled, the sound low and poisonous. “You can deny us, but you cannot deny yourself.”

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 tried to talk but nothing came out “That’s what I thought. We are not friends. I am your employer. You are my employee. I’m your boss. You work for me. That is our relationship. Whatever relationship you think that is going through your head, that you and I would have a chance at being friends… scratch that. Cancel it. Toss it in the bin. I hope I’ve made myself clear.” He nodded. “Good. Now get out with the maids and hold all the calls. I don’t want anyone to disturb me. Have I made myself clear?”

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.

I asked and he glanced at me. I did not want him to take my tone as a rude one so I explained further, "you know, helping with my family and stuffs. You should have left your work behind." I paused. "What if your boss tells you to leave?" I asked. "My boss?" He smirked. "Yes, your boss." I replied pointedly. "I am the boss of myself." He replied. When he noticed I was silent for a while he glanced at me with amusement playing in his eyes and a small smile on his lips, "you thought I was working for someone?" He asked.

“And what exactly do you plan on doing all day at home?” He tilted his head slightly. “Depends.” “On what?” His eyes flicked down to me briefly. “On you.” My stomach did that stupid drop again. I hated it. I loved it. I stood up quickly. “I have work.” “You don’t.” “I do.” “You don’t,” he repeated calmly. I pointed at him. “You are not my boss.” A pause. Then, quieter— “No,” he said. “I’m not.” That tone again.

He was in the middle of buttoning up his shirt, positioned between his chair and the desk like he owned the entire room. Because he did. The realization hit her like a slap. Her breath caught. For a second, she couldn’t move. She couldn’t think. Alexander Harrington is the boss. Her husband is her boss. She smiled. “So I'm married to my boss.” She murmured inwardly. “I won’t have to worry about anything, yes” “Is it that you don’t have respect,” Alex’s voice cut through the silence, cold and sharp, “or you are just like this?”

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?"