Agent Two Helluva Boss Novels & Stories

I f**king gave her hope when he made her stranded she's pushing me to the wall she wanna bring out the monster in me I paced about my sitting room in anger I pulled out my phone and placed a call to one of my secret goons he alone can give me a clean job the phone ringed and he picked it up #hello boss# his thick voice boomed out #i have a job for you#

Beast signed the papers and placed the pen down, before raising his head to look at him. His eyes were dead as always and his lips were set in thin line. Relaxing back in the seat, he watched The Hellion glare down at him, helplessly. If he wasn't with him from his child, he would have surely poked The Hellion's eyes out by now. “ She is fine! Don't you think you are too brutal with Anastasia, BOSS?! ” The Hellion emphasized the word 'Boss' sarcastically, after placing his palms flat at the desk and bending down.

Every agent who doesn’t wear our agency logo is now on the ground. Once in the basement, I see my boyfriend fighting with Oscar’s men. Unlike me, his movements are more professional, he doesn’t seem to struggle. He gets rid of them smoothly and effortlessly as he punches them and knocks them down. The boss and three of our agents are protecting the ex-marines, there are only a few seconds left before the bomb explodes. I’m scared as hell, every cry, every noise becomes a background sound as an atrocious migraine destroys my vision. I feel very bad, I have a horrible urge to vomit every time I see the digital numbers move at an incredible speed in the timer.

Camille smiled faintly, he had already been planning. “You’ve been preparing this for a while,” she observed carefully. “I prepare for everything,” he answered simply. Darwin moved closer toward one screen showing the French countryside villa reserved for the second ceremony. “The French estate alone has private military security,” he muttered. “Hayes hired ex-special forces.” The Boss smirked. “And yet,” he said calmly, “they’re still human.” Camille folded her arms. “What exactly do you want from my team?” The Boss finally looked directly at her. And the intensity inside his eyes sent excitement rushing through her instantly.

He must have taken the gun from the dead guard on the ground. "Step away from her," he ordered and I moved away from Audrey. Suddenly the door opened. It was Dean and Tyson. They were holding the Boss captive. Audrey moved back, slowly going to the exit door. I wanted to speak but a gun was still pointed at me. He looked shocked to see me. I have never felt so happy to see Tyson right now. "Who are you, people?" Agar asked when he saw the Boss captured. "Where are they?" Tyson asked, ignoring his question.

The last time she crossed paths with him, things didn’t end well. “Good afternoon, Miss Agatha. How are you today?” Says the Second in Command, a sadistic smile on his face as he stares down at her, making her face turn into a blank sheet. And just like her face, her mood turns sour as well. “What do you want, Oh Gustav’s bed warmer?” If the Second in Command didn’t like what Agatha just said about him, he sure doesn’t show. Instead, he keeps on his sadistic smile. “The Boss would like to meet you in his office.”

He probably owed him a favour and he was holding up his end of the bargain. " Is that anyway to greet your boss?" "Oh okay . Hi boss how are you, how's it kicking?" "You already late and I'm not in the mood for your attitude." "What did I do ? " " Nothing. What stopped you from working behind the scenes . You would have been a great addition to whoever you were going to work for and work with ?" "Your Son Coach James . " " The hell? " " Isn't he one of the best agents in the league? "

He mumbled to himself and walked to the kitchen to heat up food for Amelthia. ________________________ The Boss was fuming with anger. "How the hell they got caught?? Are they dumb?? Fools!!!" The Boss spitted out in anger. "Boss they shot them." The man infront of tried to explain. "SO WHAT!?? I trained them for this day??" The Boss snapped back at him. The man looked at his feet in fear. "Get me every single detail and CCTV footages of around. You have exact 1 hour or get ready to tell me your last wish!!"

On her boss. She was pacing, He’s a vampire?? Do vampires even exist? My boss…..CEO? She slid down the wall until she was sitting on the cold floor, knees pulled to her chest. The smell of cleaning supplies surrounded her. Bleach. Ammonia. “Jesus,” she whispered, squeezing her eyes shut. “Jesus, please. Please help me.” Her voice cracked. She closed her eyes,tried to breathe. Tried to think. But all she could see were those eyes. Pale. Predatory. Locked on hers.

The pressure of work must have ruined her boss's sanity. ​The burden of leading a multinational company had caused Mr. King to suffer a psychological breakdown, hallucinating that he was a fictional monster from a trashy novel, and then somehow the man ended up naked on the roof of his own company's building before Nichole accidentally brought him home. ​Everything suddenly made sense! Her boss was a madman who needed a psychiatrist's help, not a mythical werewolf.