Helluva Boss Episode 5 Novels & Stories

“Just go to hell!” “I would gladly go to hell but not alone! I will drag your sons with me. HAHAHA!” “W-What?” “Oh! Haha. The real Boss was scared. What a pleasing view…” The Chief even wiped the tears formed on the side of his eyes because of laughing. “What would you feel if I told you that your sons are about to kill each other? That’s exciting, right?” He looks crazy. “You motherf*cking—son of a b*tch!” Debirion, the real Boss, pointed his gun at the Chief and didn’t hesitate to pull the trigger. He shouted as he felt the pain in his shoulder.

Valor POV The door creaked open as someone just walked in. I think there is actually a fifth boss because he was wearing the same mask as every other of the other bosses. He is also known to be the head of all of them. He was the most ruthless person amongst all five bosses. And I heard a lot of things about him, and just merely looking at him and watching the way he was walking towards the room felt overwhelming. I was feeling the aura emanating from him, and fear immediately gripped me.

I demanded but they only whispered amongst themselves and my curiosity made me strain to grasp whatever they were onto about. "Thank goodness she didn't actually die- hit her a little too hard- the boss would have fed your eyes to the- we should have him know of- don't you think we should- she looks really pale and- The Boss also said to- " their voices came out to me in a very disorderly way that i almost couldn't grasp a thing but I held on to that one thing that took the whole of my attention. The Boss? What Boss? Who the hell are they talking about?

The music fitted the mood, and Boss was carried away by the flood of tide that was soon to overtake him. "Say the word...that you'll never cheat on me." Boss put in, grabbing onto Lucas who was trying to writhe away from him. Lucas groaned, trying to escape from Boss amassed thrusts of fury. Boss pulled his body back to him, pinning Lucas' hands to the wall. Lucas let out a little cry of surrender as Boss thundered on. "Say it," Boss hammered. Lucas' back was arched slightly in a supposed doggystyle while Boss groaned as the need for a release was soon to splatter.

The man asked, searching her face with widened eyes, leaning in that it disgusted me. "I asked what the meaning of this is!" I repeated, fully closing the distance between us. He turned to me again, looking at me like I was disturbing his fun. "Back off--" I didn't let him finish, I threw a punch right in his face and he held the side of his face in shock. He didn't see it coming. "I am her boss. Now, I would like to know why you are harassing my employee. You are on the company's property and you can be arrested for causing a nuisance here." I informed and his face immediately switched from condescending to shocked.

It was the Boss Monster—a colossal Crimson Bigfoot—struggling to crawl away on just one remaining limb after losing three to the young man. At that moment, it had only one option… RUN! Unfortunately for the beast, escape was no longer an option. “[Force].” The Boss Monster suddenly lost control over its battered body, feeling itself get pulled back despite all attempts to flee. It screamed at the top of its lungs for help, but… ~FWUUSH!~ … There was no one to listen. “G-gurrruk!” It was the strongest on that Floor, and now it was the last one standing

If he wasn't too handsome I would have punched him right in the face. "Go. To. Hell." I eyed. "And keep your money. I don't need it." That made him laugh—low and mocking. "Oh, that's rich. You're telling me you don't need five thousand dollars? So you are worse than a whore." His smirk deepened. "Something tells me your boss wouldn't be so proud to hear that you turned down her biggest client's generosity because he told you the truth." I felt like I couldn't breathe. "You don't know anything about me."

“Let’s congratulate the first prize winner, Chloe Taylor!” When I heard my boss, Vincent Peterson’s, familiar husky voice, I noticed that I had returned to the past. Hearing that I won the first prize, my colleagues cheered for me, and my best friend, Cathy Carter, hugged me. “Chloe, you’re really lucky! I’m so jealous of you!” But I did not feel any joy at all. The horrors of what I had experienced were still burning vividly in my mind.

"That's actually funny. She really think she's a catch? Boss could have anyone. Why take Philip's leftovers?" "She was just trashing the boss, and now she's begging? No shame." "Serves her right. Gold digger got checked. Boss nailed it." Clara's face went white. Her lips shook. Tears ran, but no one cared. They laughed it out. Then my smile disappeared. "So what are you all laughing at?" I said, slow. "I don't remember saying I'd let you off."

Pain washed over her face, emotional, mental, everything all at once. “Mark, you just don’t understand,” she whispered, voice cracking. “I quit because… my boss is a real monster.” “Shut up!” Mark roared. “Your boss is a monster?” She nodded gently. “No,” he hissed, stepping closer. “I’m gonna remind you who you really… really should be afraid of.” He shoved past her, heading for the back seat of the car. She watched helplessly as he grabbed the bottle of the beer he had gotten, hit everything on the floor and all the bottles broke, spilling drinks everywhere.