What Genre Is 'My Dominant Boss' Classified Under?

I am enjoy swimming, I don't know how long Marco has been gone. I didn't realize that I had reached the bottom of the waterfall because of the hot weather and the feeling of the cold water on the body feels really good that I even thought if I sat at the bottom of the waterfall to let the water pour over my almost naked body. I've only been there for a minute when I felt my brassiere come off my chest! It's because there's no lace and the brassiere I am wearing is in tube style. I was shocked by what happened and confused what to do first, how to cover my naked breasts. Should I jump off the water again to get my brassiere before the water washes it away, or should I stay here in the falls to get help from the water to cover my naked body. I looked around first to find Marco for help but he wasn't there! He is nowhere to be found! Shit! I immediately went down to chase after my brassiere when it was being swept away by the water. Now I am not sure if Marco not being here is a good or a bad news, but as I think of it realized that I would really faint if he sees me naked right now! Good thing I know how to swim so I got my brassiere at the right time. I immediately breathed a sigh of relief. "Great! Just in time!" I said to myself while holding my brassiere. Of course, my breasts are exposed, well I'm the only person here so it's okay anyway. "Wow, nice breasts. Round and big!" It was as if my soul left my body when I heard an unfamiliar voice from somewhere.

“I am not your sub, and I never will be!” Lyla sobbed as she said these words. All she needed was just a little—just a small bit of honesty from Carlo. Carlo, the illegitimate son of a powerful mafia family, never learned how to love. He thought that control and dominance were the same as love. He always disappeared at the critical moments, leaving Lyla to deal with the painful aftermath. Scandals, murders, imprisonment—these events almost dragged Lyla into hell. Yet Carlo always played the role of a god, the one who pulled her back from the edge of the abyss just as she was about to fall. But in the end, Lyla could no longer endure the lies. Pregnant and heartbroken, she chose to run away, while Carlo, driven mad, searched for her across the world…

Liliana Patrick, a twenty three years old timid and clumsy lady who lost everything in a blink of an eye. Suffer was an understatement in her case, she had nothing, no shelter, no friends, no family. But when she steps her leg in to Kings Company, she was introduced to another world she never knew about. Nicholas King, an example of rude and arrogant, cold, dominant, commanding and heartless. The thirty years took over his late father's property after he passed away, he shows no mercy to his workers, he can fire you with just a little mistake. But when his eyes roam her body as she walks into his office, he claimed her as his. I took a seat in front of him. "Good morning Sir-" I greeted but he cuts me off. "Did I ask you to seat?" His voice, so raspy, so deep, so sensual, so husky and so......British? I never knew the Kings were British. But what took my attention were those words he said. "Uhh....." I stood up immediately. "I'm sorry" I apologize but he looks angry or something. "You came sixteen minutes late, left my door opened, sat on the chair like you own the place" he snarled at me..... okay, Mr rude. "I.....I said I was sorry" I look away from him, he shuffle and his cologne filled my nostrils, sandalwood and lavender oil. "You are not to talk back till I ask you to. Sit" he ordered and I did. He grabs what looks like my resumè, he looks at me in an instant. His blue orbs holds no emotions in his eyes as he stares at me, but what was so intriguing was the fact that he's intimidating me really bad.

Brielle Clarke, a shy and anxiety riddled twenty two year old was born into a family with a dangerous lifestyle. However, her father deems her useless to their family and decides to profit off her by selling her to an even more dangerous family. The head of the Russian Mob. Maxim Vasiliev did not ask for a woman in his life but when his father brings Brielle as a present to him, he has no choice but to put her under his care. The ruthless and cold Maxim has no use for her but he knows she is better off with him than with his old predatory father. When these two are forced to live under the same roof with no interest for each other, would they learn to fall in love? Or will the dark past of their respective lives get in between?

Have you ever wondered what it feels like to crave someone so badly all you want is to be tangled in the sheets with them all day? Well that's the case of Karen Whitman, her mad crave for the dominating alpha Logan is something everyone in the clan knows. She never seems to hide her feelings for him but there's a bridge,a huge hole where hatred, pent-up feelings lay. For decades,Logan has kept a deep feeling of hatred for Karen and her family, especially her. The hatred grew worse when he found out she was his mate, playing stubborn,he picked another mate and rejected her publicly, calling her a mistake and disgrace to the clan. What's the cause of the hatred? Why doesn't he want her as a mate? What happened several decades ago to cause such a rift between them.....? ". ". ". ". " 'Excerpt from the story' "Why do I want you so much when you hate me to a fault? My gosh you've hated me for decades." Karen's husky voice came out, making him rage the more but the little man in his pants had no regards for his mood. She'd sneaked into his Chambers late at night and had woken him up with feathery kisses, making him hard to the point of pain. "You're the worst mistake that ever happened to us Karen, remember that. You're and never will be my mate." It stung her deep, even deeper than the claws on a wolf,it brought tears to her eyes as she moved away from him. "I curse you this day, never to show your face to me." He said as she gasped and he seemed to be shocked from what he just said but a curse remains a curse till one of them dies.........

Ariel Young finally had her life together. She graduated from a prestigious University in New York and finally landed her dream job.Well...not exactly THE job. Her goal is to start from the bottom and work her way up to become the Executive member of the company. To achieve that goal, she decided to accept the job as the assistant of the CEO at the company. A narcissistic nightmarish of a person who became determined to make her his woman.Find my interview with Goodnovel: https://tinyurl.com/yxmz84q2