“I need to tell you something, urgently. It’s about your boss.”

Click.

You hang up and prop your feet on the ottoman. What do you care? And on your day off, no less? You ease your shoulders into the couch cushions and turn on the TV. The new season of your favorite show is out today. You’ve dedicated the entire day to sitting on your ass and binging…

. . .

safety in the workplace.

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“I need to tell you something urgently. It's about your boss.”

Ciarán watched the coin spinning on the wooden table. He had heard Ophelia enter; heard the creak of the door as it swung shut behind, the floorboards groaning deliberately as her body swayed, impatient in her desire to speak.

But he didn't look up.

As the Queen's sole advisor, he was used to the comings and goings of others.

The...

“I need to tell you something,” Freya whispered to Terry. Terry looked over to her.

“What’s up, babe?” He asked, grinning at her lazily. They had been dating for about three years. They had moved in together last week after Freya admitted that she pictured her future with him.

Terry was very happy with his situation with her. He loved her very much.

“Well… it’s about your boss,” she said, fiddl...

“I need to tell you something, urgently. It’s about your boss.”

Charlotte’s eyes shot up from the computer in front of her as she glanced over at the intruder who didn’t even knock on the door. They’d just allowed themselves entry and stole her attention with one simple line.

“My boss?”

She questioned, her brown eyes met with those of a young man.

His appearance seemed familiar though Charlo...

“I need to tell you something, urgently. It’s about your boss.”

Usually, when Elliot would rush in with a new piece of gossip on his lips, I would ignore him. Out of my long list of friends and acquaintances, his lips were the loosest. It was the look in his eyes and the way his hands shook that left me caving. “You remember what my boss looks like?”

“You—“ Elliot shook his head and waved his ha...

“I need to tell you something, urgently. It’s about your boss.” John Hammer raked his muscular fingers through his tight cropped hair. Agent DJ O’Neal looked Hammer up and down. Jacked body under an expensive business suit, He looked like a GQ Captain America. But O’Neal knew what was under the surface.

They had tracked the bank records and interviewed the victims many who still believed in the...

“I need to tell you something, urgently. It’s about your boss.”

I stopped in my tracks as I was putting away my papers to see my friend Celia, who urgently wanted to tell me something. Her features had fear etched into them.

“What about Mike?”

Celia looked around first to see if anyone was eavesdropping, before locking the door. Maybe the info was unsettling.

“Celia, is something wrong?”

“I w...

“I need to tell you something, urgently. It’s about your boss”. “My boss?” Fenwick asked. “We’ve just made a breakthrough Elra, what could Geraldt possibly want from me now?”. Elra paused, not knowing how to break the unfortunate news. “Well, you see Mr. Ellos, Geraldt has cancelled the research project and has said to get rid of all of our work and refocus our efforts into what Demyx is doing”. F...

“I need to tell you something, urgently.It’s about your boss.” Matt says as he leans against the door to my office.

“Can’t it wait I have a report to finish” I looked up at him meeting his eyes for only a brief moment before continuing to type at my keyboard.

“I’m serious.” He said with anger in his tone of voice. This made me stop, Matt was always the fun loving guy on our floor, and for him to...

“That was amazing. You’re amazing,” he said, caressing his hand along my outer thigh.

Turns out sleeping with Edward Batesman, the CEO of Bates Inc., was not the best idea I had. I was stuck working for him, always feeling like I could replace him as CEO of the company.

It also was just pure luck that my last name happened to be Bates.

I placed my hand overtop of his and his fingers suddenly l...