My Wacky Boss

Chapter 4

Chapter 4

"Hey! What are you daydreaming about? Finish your meal as soon as possible! "Jenny, the mother, snarled. Paula just nodded and ate the scoop of rice she had been stirring for five minutes while daydreaming. I'm not sure what this girl is thinking right now; her expression is so perplexed.

His daughter's demeanor took him aback Mr. Elrod, asked, "What's wrong with her mother?" "I'm not sure, maybe she's suffering from PMS! It's preferable for Paula to eat at work so she may get closer to her dashing employer, "Mrs. Jenny stated. "Is your boss attractive? Do you know who Paula's supervisor is? "Mr. Elrod inquired cautiously. "Yes, I did! The supervisor came here yesterday and took our daughter home! He's so attractive; if only I were younger, argh!" "Heh! What exactly do you mean? "Mr. Elrod, frowning, inquired. "You are not required to know! Go eat and clean up the kitchen!" Paula's footsteps were so audible in this lengthy office corridor that she went half-jogging while holding a cup of coffee in her hand. This time, I'm hoping Michael will be happy with her good intentions. Paula closed her eyes as soon as she walked into Michael's room and saw a gorgeous woman with a wonderful physique sitting on her boss's burly leg. With their heated kiss, they appeared to be very intimate, and this girl was taken aback. "Boss?" exclaimed the girl, who was facing her boss. Someone took aback Michael when she heard the familiar girl's call, so she lowered the woman named Sarah from her lap and wiped her wet lips. "Paula! How long have you been in this location? "With a panicked expression on her face, Michael inquired. "Since the beginning! Sorry for interrupting, but I needed to get this out to you, "explained the young lady. Sarah, a woman with a wry smile on her face, narrowed her eyes and sarcastically gazed at the girl in front of her. "How about we pick up where we left off later, dear? Since there appears to be a small mouse in this area, "Sarah remarked. "Yes. Let's get started! "Michael expressed her thoughts. If only that woman wasn't someone close to her boss. Paula pursed her lips. Her long, pointed nails may have grazed those eyeballs.

She is the woman who is so close to Michael, Inez Beam. Anyone who sees her lovely face with her stylish style will undoubtedly be hooked. Michael, the man of the eyes, is fond of Sarah as a playmate. Everyone in the office agreed that if they had a special relationship, the two of them were acceptable. "What exactly are you doing here?! Your office isn't here, "Michael expressed her thoughts. Paula placed a little cup on Michael's desk and remarked, "I just wanted to bring Boss some coffee." "Coffee? That beverage does not appeal to me! Warm milk is my preference, "Michael remarked, her bottom lip biting. Paula shivered in fear, her thoughts now wandering to Africa. Milk that is still warm!!! The term "dirty" conjures up images of filth for everybody who hears it. Also, if this person spoke it! "Mmm... I'll get you some warm milk next time, Boss, but for now, that's all there is!" Paula was eager to respond. "Oh no, that's a bummer. But since you created it, I'll gladly drink it. Tell me what you want now. Miss, you wouldn't offer something without expecting something in return, right? "Michael inquired as she dipped her finger into the steaming coffee. The girl's brows drew together. "There's no one in charge! I just wanted to express my gratitude for your help yesterday. I also apologize for disappearing for no apparent cause!" Michael grinned confidently, knowing that she had assisted this girl on purpose the day before. It fascinated her about Paula because that way their relationship may be closer than previously. Michael couldn't help but desire to touch this girl because she was so attractive. "You're a stunning young lady, so find a partner who will look after you. Because if you don't, those pesky goons will return to harass you!" Michael remarked this while using the same finger to stir her coffee.

"Yes, boss, I'll be more cautious next time, thank you!" Paula remarked. "Hm, now go!" Paula exclaimed. "OK, Boss, pardon me."

He'd been waiting for this, but seeing that provocative woman sitting so wonderfully on Michael's lap irritated him a little. My brain is so filthy this early in the morning. There was only a computer turned on, and Billy hadn't arrived yet. Paula whispered as she sat in her chair, "Where is that handsome man?" The young lady turned on the computer in front of her and began performing what Billy had instructed her to do the day before. But she had gotten no emails yet this morning, which meant her desk was still bare. The door burst open, and a man named Billy stepped in, clutching a stack of documents. He gave a beautiful grin and sat down at the table, the computer on. He placed some documents he was intending to copy on Paula's desk after sorting them out one by one. "Who is this, Billy?" the girl said, perplexed. "Please double-check the data on the computer, then compare it to the sheet on your desk, and hand it over to Mr. Michael!" Billy demanded. "Ah sure, but where can I locate the data?" Paula inquired once more. "Mmm... just open the DG folder and choose February," Billy explained. Paula smiled and nodded. "Yes, okay!" she said as she swiftly carried out Billy's instructions and dashed into Michael's room. Knock knock knock This time she knocked on the door so Paula wouldn't have to see the terrifying scene again, and then she handed the paperwork she had been working on to Michael, who was working on her laptop. "Boss," Paula continued, "here is the February financial sheet." Michael, her gaze riveted on the laptop, inquired, "Why are you delivering it? Where is Billy?" "He's preoccupied with other documents, so I'm assisting him!" Paula swiftly replied.

"Are you hurting, Boss? It's still very early morning! "Paula enquired. "So, my body is a little sore after working out last night. Is it possible for you to do that for me? "Michael enquired. "Do what?" Paula asked, her eyes widening. "Massage my shoulders for a while; there mustn't be any work that's keeping you busy enough, right?!" "That's true, but I'm not very good at it!" Michael drew Paula in front of her and pressed her tiny palm on her burly shoulder. She didn't want anyone, including her subordinates, to make excuses or offer resistance. Michael exclaimed, "Hurry and do what your employer says!" Paula simply nodded and began gently caressing the hefty physique. Her hands trembled slightly as she touched a man's body for the first time. How long has he been exercising? His arms and shoulders are extremely strong, and your mind is racing. Paula! Simply close your eyes and follow the instructions of this chatty fellow! With her palms moving up and down Michael's powerful arms, the girl kept muttering in her heart. Paula just thought of herself as an errand boy when she first started working for this organization. That didn't matter, though, as long as her pay was commensurate with her work. "Your massage is also rather good; do you want to become a therapist, Paula? Maybe it's the person who prepares your coffee every morning?!

"In a sarcastic tone, Michael said. With a faint sneer, the girl said, "No thanks, I'm already fine working with Billy over there!" Paula's arm was slapped away by Michael, who then moved her chair around. "What is it about Billy that you find appealing? Is it possible that I misplaced the position?!" "Huh? There's something about it that appeals to me! I mean, I enjoy my job, that's all! "With her eyes darting around, Paula remarked. "Is that correct?" "Yes!" The man smiled, rose, and pushed Paula behind him to the table. Their bodies were in direct contact with one other, with no space between them. "Are you a fan of my secretary?" Michael was the one who inquired.

"So, how about me? Do you think I'm a jerk?!" Michael inquired, a mischievous grin on her face. Paula shook her head, perplexed why this man continued to abuse her. The thing that made Paula's pulse race every time she saw it. "Boss, in this position, I'm feeling claustrophobic. Is it okay if I go? I've got a lot of work to do!" Michael ignored Paula's words, lifting the girl's body onto the table and pressing her into an even more personal position. Paula leaned against the back wall, her tiny hands sustaining the weight that was now almost on top of her. When Michael's lips got closer to her face, her heart raced. "What are you doing, boss?" Michael did nothing but smile. "All I want to know is whether you despise me."