Boss Blues Driver Clone Novels & Stories

ALVA The sound of the car engine roused me from my half-sleep as Nikolas pulled up in front of me. That was what I got for insisting I made breakfast for all three of us despite staying up super late the night before and playing a game of 'we aren't really strangers' with Nikolas. For me, it was some sort of escapism. When Nikolas got through to me, it always felt like I was betraying Charis' memory. At the same time, it felt wrong to continue to judge Klaus by actions he committed in the past when it was crystal clear he wasn't that sort of person anymore. I patted an equally sleepy Samuel and carried him in my arms. He had an appointment today, and while I wanted to follow him, I had schoo

His black car awaited, the engine already rumbling like a predator ready to pounce. He threw the door open, pushed me inside, then slid in himself and slammed it shut. Tires screamed against the gravel. We were off. The mansion dwindled in the rearview mirror as smoke spiraled into the night sky. Luca remained silent. His jaw was locked so tightly it seemed chiseled from stone. One hand clung to the wheel, the other still held the gun. I sat beside him, quiet and shaken. His shirt was stained with blood. I couldn’t tell if all of it was his.

I asked, looking out the window. “No,” he said sharply, turning to me. “Most of the drivers around here… not so good people. Very impatient grumpy men. It's just a tradition in my family.” I nodded. I didn't know what to say and I wanted the conversation to end without hurting his feelings. He seems like a nice dude. But we both had different issues in life. “So,” he continued, starting the car as the cars in front started to move. “You here for job or vacation?”

Maybe it’s my sixth sense reminding me that I am not a murderer. I break the stare challenge, opting to get the hell out of here and stop humiliating myself and ruining their mood. I turn forward to the gate, and at the same time a red Bugatti drives in with deafening music. Julie and I stare in shock until a breathtaking goddess gets out, drawing us to more shock.

Because the driver who stepped out was breathtaking. Tall, impossibly composed, with dark, dangerously sharp features and eyes that seemed to pierce right through me. His presence alone was enough to make me forget, even momentarily, the jagged shards of pain I carried. I felt my breath catch, heart stuttering, though I knew I should have been trembling for other reasons entirely. I noticed the small, polished tag clipped to his jacket. The name etched neatly in silver caught my eye: Cassian. My breath hitched again. The sound of it caught somewhere in my throat, unformed, mingling with the sobs that still wracked my body.

Kylo said. The five of them left the building. Yara can't stopped herself from drooling because of the cars of her bosses. Buster rode his Audi A4. Kylo is with his Volvo S90. Kairo rode his Ford Ranger Raptor. And Kenzo his BMW Z4. She rode at Kenzo's car because he pulled her and insisted that she should be with her because he's a good driver leaving his friends dumbfounded.

Bruno joined him, occupying the adjacent seat, and the driver took his place behind the steering wheel. "To Brandon club," Bruno relayed to the driver, who nodded in understanding. With a swift turn of the key, the engine roared to life, and they smoothly exited the compound. Five obsidian jeeps trailed closely behind Alejandro's opulent Rolls Royce. These jeeps contained Alejandro's loyal and vigilant men, dedicated to ensuring their boss's safety and preventing any harm from befalling him on this journey to the club.

Bob's subordinate suddenly froze after he took a few steps forward. More people emerged from behind Larissa and company. They were following her as if they were her most loyal knights. Bob was stunned for a moment as well. Finally regaining his senses, his eyes glinted coldly. He had recognized that they were all the clones who went missing. He roared, "Stop them now!" His subordinate tried to obey his orders, but Rachel delivered a kick at him before he could even get close to Larissa. "Who do you think you are? How dare you stop Boss?"

My vision instantly shifted entirely amber as a violent wave of possessive rage exploded throughout my body. Every muscle immediately tensed afterward, and the vehicle suddenly felt much too small around me. My wolf roared violently inside my head. Danger. Threat. Eliminate him immediately. I leaned forward without hesitation afterward. “Turn this vehicle around immediately right now.” The driver instantly adjusted his route without wasting a second. “Yes, Alpha Lukas.” “Take the fastest route physically possible to Katlyn’s place.” The driver nodded without hesitation. My entire body radiated dangerous energy and every instinct demanded immediate action.

"I didn't do it for free." "Then what do you want me to do, Boss?" "Looks like my driver fell asleep and is now unavailable. You're going to have to drive for me," helaina declared, taking Trevor's hand and leading him towards the slightly scratched BMW M8 gran coupe. Trevor scratched his head in embarrassment when he realized the driver's absence. "Is the driver some kind of ninja? He disappeared quickly," he muttered under his breath. Helaina glared at him impatiently. "Hurry up!"