Living With My Boss Novels & Stories

I sighed as I relaxed deeper into the recliner. Unlike before, there were no frequent spontaneous visits to chat about the recent events in our lives. Our only communication was via phone for a while now. “So, how is the new place treating you, what are the neighbours like?” I hummed thoughtfully for a few moments. “It’s good so far. I only know a few neighbours though, like a lady named Lizzie. Although, she suddenly travelled and I am not sure when she will return. I am not sure how to explain it but sometimes, living there makes me feel… I don't know… indebted to my boss. He never mentions anything about payment and he always asks how I am coping but, you know…” I trailed off.

Rather, I wanted him to be impressed by the ways I displayed at work, and that could have made it easier for him to confess his feelings to me, I thought. When we walked into a very big building, I wondered which floor his office would be on as the façade of the building was highly impressive. But the minute we entered, everyone started greeting him, and when we entered the elevator which had a transparent door, the way he did gestures to the people that were walking by the elevator on the floor, it became evident to me that the entire building was his office. The elevator finally stopped on a floor which must have been the topmost floor of the building. Before the doors of it were opening,

Maybe then. "Yeah, maybe you'd also be yelling at your kids right now through a video chat! WOULD YOU TWO STOP IT!" She yelled at the boys. "You don't understand..." I sighed. "Honestly I don't, like why would someone with a deadly handsome boss, a good job, living in a beautiful cosmopolitan city complain about their life. I mean I looked your boss up on google and my my, that's one charming guy there. I would so be onto him if I were you. Speaking of which, why don't you hook up with your boss?"

She asked curious. "No that's not it. It's actually a new development. I will be living with my boss from now on." He blurted out. "What?!" Her lungs dried up. "Because of the nature of my job, I have to live close to her. I just wanted to let you know that."

Sky said, "Well, obviously, he doesn't like me, he hasn't even given me a chance to prove myself," I complained, "He is such a pain. I hate it when my work environment is like this Sky, what do I do?" "Just give him to adjust t9 all this, if you feel like he has a personal problem with you, then there is a possibility that he does. I always trust your instincts and your guts." "He is such a pain, Sky…" "I know, Best friend, some bosses suck…pun intended," Sky muttered and we both chuckled at the joke she made.

"What would you like to eat, Boss? I'm a decent cook." "Oh, anything's fine. I'll eat whatever." Wilbur smiled lightly. Faye smiled. "I'll make you some pasta then." Wilbur nodded, and Faye got up to go upstairs. She entered her room on the second floor and put a hand over her chest; her heart was thumping violently at the moment. Was she the luckiest girl in the world? She could hardly believe it. She was going to live with her boss. Were the heavens giving her a chance?

The last thing I wanted was a simple message. — Lisa, I'm sorry for everything. You won't lack anything there. I promise, I'll take care of it. You'll be fine. Learn as much as you can, and I won't forget my promise to take care of you and your child. Please, don't do anything foolish. Seize the opportunity to study. I'll be waiting for your return eagerly. Never forget that I am YOUR ONLY BOSS, the text read, as if that could solve my life. I felt fury coursing through my blood, a mixture of love and hate that irritated me, especially after remembering what he had said about his marital affairs. — Verbiage and more verbiage, you're an idiot, Thiago, I replied without holding back my words.

"Boss, there are some things I might say rather bluntly, but I still hope you can listen to them, whether Madam has ever lost her memory, I'm not sure about that, after all, she acts too much like a normal person, and I've quietly taken her pulse, and her pulse is very stable, it doesn't look like she has any old disease in her body, so it's either she really lost that memory accidentally, and either that or she's lying, but no matter what, I'm not looking down on her life, but the fact that she gave birth to a child will eventually become a thorn in your heart, boss, you may be able to accept it now, but as long as this love continues to deteriorate, that thorn will reach out and stab you e

That is just a vicissitude of my problems right now. I just want mum to get up and live successfully, just like everyone else. So many things in my mind. I just close it up with a generous smile. But down in there,... I'm drowning slowly. My pay at the company where I worked was good enough. It was handsome, I mean, with all the mouthwatering allowances… Well, what else would you expect, when you have a billionaire as your boss?

However, this only increased my mother's anger. "If you two had stayed in the hotel like I told you, none of this would have happened!" she said, even more upset, running her hands through her face. "Do you even think about what will happen if Mrs. Callaghan finds out that the police brought you home drunk? Huh?" She looked at us. "Did it not occur to you that this could get you kicked out of the hotel? Without a job and without a place to live!" The downside of living in your workplace was that if you got fired, you'd also lose your home.