Screwed by my Boss

<p>There are men who speak little but say everything with a glance. Men who carry tension in their shoulders pride in their silence and desire like a storm waiting to break. In these raw charged stories Manuel García strips away pretense to show the friction where masculinity and need collide. These aren’t love stories—they are stories of bodies power and moments that don’t ask for permission.</p><p>In the title story Screwed by My Boss Mat is a junior sales rep used to traveling alone. But at a tense trade fair he finds himself rooming with his overbearing grizzled boss. The hotel’s error the sour mood from a failed meeting and too many drinks later—things shift. A mistake maybe. Or something more primal that had been simmering all along.</p><p>The air was thick with heat and silence. The older man reeked of whiskey and command. Mat stood still towel at his waist screen still glowing behind him—his secret left open like a wound.<br />So this is what you're into the boss growled.<br />A pause.<br />Then let's see how much.</p><p>With sparse words and heavy glances these stories explore what happens when men are pushed—by circumstance by power by hunger. They don’t fall in love. They collide.</p><p>Every line leaves a mark. Every encounter lingers. And when it ends you’ll still feel the breath of it—hot close and unforgettable.</p>