My Boss's Secret

My Boss's Secret My Boss's Secret

Status: Finished

Genre: Romance

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Status: Finished

Genre: Romance

Summary

(Part two of Boss of Mine :D)(I had a promise for myself no new full stories until I finish three, now I'll finish one and replace it with this I had more ideas than I thought lol You'll have to wait for the sex.) So Brenda is actually a....

Summary

(Part two of Boss of Mine :D)(I had a promise for myself no new full stories until I finish three, now I'll finish one and replace it with this I had more ideas than I thought lol You'll have to wait for the sex.) So Brenda is actually a....

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Submitted: January 24, 2016

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Submitted: January 24, 2016

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(I own the story and all the characters, any likeness to any person(s) living or dead is coincidental and unintentional. While this story is available for free it is not to be redistributed in any way; I am the only person who can post this on more than one site or earn money from it in the future.)

 

Brenda's POV

 

I sighed as I shuffled through the paperwork again and again I couldn't concentrate, much like I haven't been able to since that damn party. I looked toward the door thinking about Tiffany, ever since I first saw her I'd wanted her. Not just because she's gorgeous but because she was supposed to be mine, I was a little uneasy knowing I was mated to another woman. Not because my kind has any problems with that but because as far as I knew she had only fooled around with women she always had relationships with men. I wasn't going to give her a hard time at work but her rejection cut deep.

 

I was mostly used to my father using my mother's death against me even though it still hurt but being alone was making it worse. I know I shouldn't be snippy with her it wasn't her fault she didn't want me but it's already been four years of pretending there is nothing it's already gotten to me.

 

I sighed, thinking about her had my mind in the gutter again, I was supposed to stay pure until I met my mate and ever since I had it was hard to think of anything other than claiming her.

 

I squeezed my thighs together, that wasn't going to happen clearly.

….

 

Tiffany's POV

 

The following week I walked in nothing much had happened though she wasn't as talkative I felt bad for hurting her but now she was avoiding me as much as possible. I didn't want to catch her by surprise in case she was ready with her gun. I was thinking about her more though, it wasn't like I wasn't attracted to her but she was my boss and I knew I shouldn't try anything with her. If it didn't work out I could lost my job. I sighed, the more I told myself that the more I wondered if it was worth the risk, I hurried in and up to my desk she had a big meeting and I wanted to check the last of the files one more time before I gave them to her. I was stopped by Mike who stepped in the way.

 

“Hey Tiff, the boss says you need to stay down here today.”

 

I crossed my arms.

 

“I don't have time to play games today I have files to prepare.”

 

I tried to step by him and he got in my way again, I glared at him.

 

“I don't want to get in trou...”

 

“You have your order dammit stay down here.” he snapped.

 

I frowned.

 

“Don't raise your fucking voice at me, I'm not doing this again.”

 

He tried once before to pull this little prank, Brenda didn't get mad at me for being late but she told me not to fall for it again. I tried to go past him again and he grabbed my arm I hit him with my purse and went straight for the elevator he missed his chance to grab me again just as the elevator doors closed idiot. The doors opened and I walked out to go to my desk, I froze as I saw some man being pushed on it by two other massive men their muscles were barely contained by the suits they wore. There were windows and a glass door separating the room from the hallway that led to the elevators and the bathroom.

 

My desk wasn't faced toward the door so they didn't notice me before I hid behind the wall, Brenda came out and she said something, I could barely read her lips she was clearly pissed.

 

His time was up? I heard a scream as she shot him between the eyes, when they looked at me I realized it was me, I turned and sprinted to the emergency stairs, I had been on the track team in high school I wasn't going to be tripping over myself, I took the stairs three at a time, I heard Brenda yelling after me but I wasn't stupid enough to stop and talk to her. I skidded to a stop and fell backwards as one of her brutes jumped in front of me and grabbed my arm he was bald, pale, and wearing sunglasses, he looked like he was going to break my arm or eat me I wasn't sure.

 

“You hurt a hair on her head and I'll snap your neck!” Brenda called.

 

He instead grabbed the other arm and turned me around so I had to face her, I could fight his death grip but then I'd break my own arm, it hurt like a bitch and I would definitely be bruised tomorrow.

 

“Tiffany, I told you to stay down...”

 

“You said the last time Mike told me to stay that it was just a prank and I should ignore him, but that's not the fucking issue you pyschotic bitch you said not to act like we're strangers but the cold hearted...two faced woman I saw shooting a man isn't Brenda so who the fuck are you?”

 

She swallowed thickly and nodded.

 

“You're right I did say that, I should have left the message with Tony or something.”

 

I stared at her.

 

“Really?...That's it? You just killed someone.”

 

“I've killed a lot of people Tiffany but I won't hurt you, or let anyone else hurt you so don't worry about that.”

 

“Stop avoiding the subject.” I snapped.

 

“Look I was going to tell you after your fifth year, that way if you quit you had enough experience to move on and if you stayed then you'd be just like the older employees.”

 

I stared at her feeling sick.

 

“...They know you're a murderer?”

 

“It's more than that sweetie.” she said reaching to touch my face I shrugged away.

 

“Don't touch me!”

 

She looked upset but took her hand away and nodded.

 

“Right, well we have some things to talk about ...so let's get right to it, I won't kill you and no one else has permission so we have no choice here welcome to the family....you could call me the mafia boss and that fucker owed me some money he refused to pay.”

 

I stared at her, what the hell had I gotten myself into.

 

(I was just going to work sex in but then I had a better idea, I think I might turn this into a full story after I complete Beyond Damaged I said I would finish all three first but I think I'll change that I have more ideas for this shortie than I intended to use...oops lol.)


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