Helluva Boss// Crimson X Alessio の小説・ストーリー

It was not a mistake, it lingered, it was Intentional. “Bitch! Where the fuck have you been! You disrupted my job” I froze at the touch! He is my boss! Chris. Alessandro did not freeze, He turned sharply, grabbing the wrist attached to that hand so fast I barely saw it. Chris gasped, his arm twisted at a painful angle. He was fifty year old, so I know there is no way he could withstand the pressure from Alessandro. Alessandro was a ruthless killer, Chris didn't know anything apart from designer clothes, greedy eyes, and forcing his wants down our throats.

Alpha Mike stepped forward, his voice steady and resolute, "We come in peace, seeking the crimson crystals that are said to be embedded within your chests. Do you have any from some of your fallen comrades? The world needs those crystals. We mean no harm, but we will not hesitate to defend ourselves if necessary." The crimson werewolves, their fur glistening in the moonlight, regarded the intruders with suspicion. One of them, with powerful muscles rippling beneath its crimson coat, spoke in a deep, rumbling voice, "You seek what is ours, and that will not be granted easily. The power of the crystals is not meant for outsiders."

I’m starting to expect some kind of attack, maybe some enemies from the past since it seems that Nero has lost his mind. But what meets me from the other side is even scarier. It’s Alessio. He’s strapped down to the wall by silver shackles and chains. He’s naked except for a loincloth, and his eyes are glowing in the dark, alight with a familiar expression of predatory hunger that I have only seen that night when I witnessed him cheating. His head snaps up when the wall between us vanishes. He struggles against his bonds but the shackles just dig into his skin and start drawing some blood.

I called his name as I chased after him. He approached the silhouette I saw earlier, and the closer we got, the more I felt that something was about to go wrong. Suddenly, he punched the guy, knocking him down. "What the hell are you doing here?!" He exclaimed as he grabbed the guy's collar and pulled him up. Suddenly, as Crimson held onto the guy, he slowly started gaining colors. Crimson's warm colors merged with a light yellow color, kinda like Al's.

The air between us crackled, heavy with a charged energy that sent shivers down my spine. When we met in the middle, it felt as though the world had stopped. Around us, the crowd went silent, a hushed reverence falling over the festival. All eyes were on us. My breath hitched. I'd heard so many stories about him: Alpha Lysander Nightshade, leader of the largest and most fearsome pack. And now, before me, he stood, his eyes ablaze. He was the first to break the silence, his voice low and husky. "You're human."

Raymond was quick to react, "Kronos would never be able to match our prices and terms. No history for that. They could not even beat the pricing of their competitors, ever! And these competitors have higher prices and stricter terms than ours." He was relieved because this one seemed so unlikely to be real, but he stopped short from saying to The Boss, "You’re too careful." The Boss drew on his cigar and pondered. He took a glimpse at Gina who was looking at him intently, hanging on his every word and ready to run with his instructions. He looked at Rhonda, but quickly turned his head toward … the door. He couldn't afford what reaction the sight might stir in him. Being aroused and feeling g

On her wedding night, Victoria Sterling drank from a goblet of poisoned champagne, watching her sweet half-sister Penelope smile as her fiancé, Dominic Thorne, signed away her father’s multi-billion-dollar empire. Victoria died gasping for air on the cold marble floor. Then she opened her eyes and woke up one year in the past. Given a second chance at life, Victoria trades her timid past for sharp ambition. Stepping onto the stage of her corporate engagement gala in a dress of blood red, she does the unthinkable: she rejects Dominic live on national TV, cuts her family off, and publicly crushes the merger meant to ruin her. To tear down the enemy completely, Victoria enters a dangerous al

Water ran from her clothes onto the Persian rug, her socks were filthy, and her teeth kept knocking together. Cassian was by the desk. He had taken off his suit jacket and rolled the sleeves of his black shirt up to his elbows, intricate tattoos covered his forearms. He poured himself two fingers of amber liquor and Alessia watched the ice move in the glass as he took a drink. He set the glass down with a soft thud. “You ran.” “I... I was just...” Alessia couldn’t get the rest of the words out, she swallowed and stepped backward. “I was just trying to get some air...”

There was a 4-wheel SUV parked next to it as well as a yellow Ferrari sportscar that--- Well, what the hell was that even doing out in the woods? And how did it get here in one piece?! “If I cared more, I’d probably give you a speech, but I don’t so listen up, because I’m only saying this once,” I said, as I stepped up next to Ashton, making a mental note to sell that piece of crap the second I got my hands on the papers for it. “I’m Alpha Dargan Hellson and I’m your new alpha. The man you see with me is my Beta, Ashton. You can call him Beta Ashton.”

She sits back down on the couch and gives us a small wave of goodbye, I open the door but as I open it, I saw a tall figure dressed in all black and a visible snake tattoo trailing up his neck the fucker that works for Alessandro's dad. Before Alessandro could pull out his gun, the fucker pulls out his own and a sudden sharp pain flows throughout my body before darkness clouds my eyes. shittttt.......... (Just to refresh your memory snake tattoo guy is the one who carried Cassandra to that torture room when she was kidnapped by Isabella)