Helluva Boss Crossover Fanfiction Novels & Stories

He asked. “I swear by my life, sir,” I cried, trying to avoid his glare, but for some reason my eyes moving back to his. “It was just an honest mistake.” And some fucked up universe coincidence. Seriously, how did all these happen? What are the chances that someone relocate to a new city and end up in bed with a father and son, and the next morning you find out they are your boss. Seriously, even novels don't write such bullshit stories. He was quiet for a moment. Then he bit his lower lips,

"The boss wants to see you " He yelled at me above the club's noise. I scoffed. "The boss" was one hell of an arrogant man. “I’m not interested.” I told him, waving him off. Jessica overheard the exchange and rolled her eyes at me . “Girl , we're not asking you to fall in love with him , just get laid and get that asshole off your system for a bit.” I hesitated and looked in the dude’s direction . His eyes were still on me ,though an interested smirk now tipped a corner of his lips.

I growled at the boss like the animal I was and yelled, "What the hell have you done to him, you fucking asshole? If he dies because of you, I swear I'll make sure you suffer for the rest of your miserable life!" The boss chuckled and took a long drag from his cigarette before saying, "I missed you a lot, Knox. You were always so passionate and intense about everything. No one could ever be like you or manage the bike association the way you did since you left us. But you threw it all away for this asshole lying on the floor and those other boys you're so attached to."

"Boss, I knew you were generous. No way you'd hold this against us." "Boss, the company's been killing it under you these past two years. We knew you weren't ordinary." "Right? You looked untouchable back there. And that idiot Philip still ran his mouth? He had it coming." "We were forced, okay? We've always been on your side." I smiled and nodded at them, one by one. Clara forced out tears and edged closer, voice soft. "Luca, I've always loved you..." Her voice shook, like she was the victim. "Philip forced me. He threatened me. I had to pretend... Can you forgive me?"

I put effort into my look and noticed her checking me out from head to toe with those brown doll eyes. But then what happened? Shorty decided to mess with the boss with those provocative dances, and my muse, my Blondie, hit the dance floor too, leaving me how? Stressed out, chasing guys away. And then the boss came to mess with me, as if he hadn't noticed I had been drooling over his daughter's aunt! Well, at least he didn't mind me trying to reel in my mermaid. As soon as Rafael hugged Hannah, I rushed toward my Blondie. It was time to mark my territory.

Sleeping with your new boss is not the kind of thing that looks good on anyone's resume, not to mention the awkwardness it creates around the office. And two... I was pissed. I want you so badly, Aria. I need you" and now he didn't recognize me? What an asshole! With his ridiculous indoor sunglasses, his oh-so-cool cigarette, and his stupid black borderline-tuxedo. I hated him. Work was painfully slow that day. It seemed that the arrival of Logan Mendel. his name was Logan, just plain old Logan, not any of the aforementioned exotic names such as Blaze, Blade, Slade, or Jethro...

Maybe they could also get close or--oh, Dave immediately dismissed his thoughts that started to wander. He didn't know what Eve was going to say next because their exciting conversation was immediately interrupted when a heavy, reprimanding voice pierced his ears, "What the h*ll happen here?" Eve immediately put on a triumphant face considering she had managed to defeat the arrogant boss who was now standing there.

And maybe now he was finally doing the same—spending time with other women. The thought didn’t sting. I realized what we had was never more than friendship in disguise. “Good,” Adrian said, leaning back with a satisfied look in his eyes. “Giving orders to my nephew’s girlfriend would’ve made things… complicated.” He nodded toward his chair. I moved across the room slowly, walking in delicate little steps toward my new boss. He was… different. That much was clear. His eyes were red—like bloodshot with exhaustion. Was it really from a migraine, like he said?

I said, staring into his eyes as I quickly pulled my two fingers into my pearl. Lust and desire. That’s what drew my boss’s face. Hmph! I smirked at him because of how he looked. I won! My boss accelerated his move, even more, choking his thing by his hand as he stared at my pearl who was now busy exiting — entering my fingers. "Fuck..." He cursed, breathless. "Ahh! Boss, put that in. I want yours. Ahh!" I said and opened my thighs even more. He just laughs. What an asshole!

The boss smirked at the little kid who desperately tried to stop his own blood from spilling and commanded each of the six individuals to pack up as they all headed out "Don't bother killing the kid. Just leave that orphaned garbage here and let's burn everything down. This boat needs to disappear along with these orphaned traitors. Let the kid share his traitor brother's watery grave." As Michael sat on the waste bags, the boss took off his gloves and threw them in the speedboat that they used, meanwhile revealing the tattoo of a black and red crescent moon on the back of his hand. Michael awaited the group of killers to get in the boat and leave while he tried to press on his wound a littl