Helluva Boss Fanfiction Crossover Novels & Stories

“I don’t care how many. Rico will see my sign before he hears another word from Kross. The Boss said” When Jaylen left to fetch Morgan and Matteo, The Boss let the silence close in again. His hands shook as he pulled out a faded photograph from his pocket. Rico at fifteen, grinning with crooked teeth, his arm slung around The Boss's shoulder like he wasn’t his boss but his father. He whispered to the picture, “I’m sorry, boy. I should’ve protected you better. Should’ve seen this coming.” The Boss said. Love in this world was dangerous, it softened edges that needed to stay close. I loved him anyway. Damn me, but I did. The Boss continued.

Such a brave girl. “And why is that?” “I just find it inappropriate to live with my bosses.” She put forth plainly. “And in that pretty little head of yours, you still think we have a simple boss-employee relationship? Honey, are you talking about the very same bosses who know every inch of your body, who know how your moans sound like when they pound into you; who know how your face looks like when your body trembles from the pleasure that they bring to you. You mean those bosses? We might as well as put a ring on your finger because you are ours.”

She needed to talk to someone about her relationship with Damien and since her aunt Elizabeth wouldn't want to talk about it, why not talk to Tiana. "Did something happen?" Tiana hesitated but said it out loud anyway. "We are- we have our differences that's all." Céline found it hard to explain to Tiana what the problem was. "Oh okay." Tiana nodded her head in understanding. How do you tell your colleague that you have been seducing your boss and now he wants to sleep with you but you want him to marry you first, so you could have rights over his money and pay your psychopathic ex-boyfriend, who was now a serial killer you hired?

I play with my hair, ensuring it is covering my neck and scoot myself so that I am angled away from her. “I really, really do not want to talk about it Jade. At all.” I say, my words practically begging her to drop it. “No no, spill it.” I knew it wouldn’t work, but it was a valiant effort anyway. “I called Nathan after you left. I don’t know why. I was drunk and stupid and horny. He picked me and came back here. He just left like 5 minutes ago.” “Nathan? Nathan Daniels? Our boss? A.K.A New York’s finest ass, and most eligible bachelor? The man slut of Silver Crest Industries? That Nathan?”

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.

“He even gave me this today. Said it would protect me.” Lydia’s eyes sparkled as she looked at the pendant. “That’s beautiful! And thoughtful. Most bosses don’t give gifts like that. Are you two…?” “No!” I said quickly, waving my hands. “Nothing like that. He just said he wants to be friends. Even though he’s my boss.” Lydia grinned and took a bite of her salad. “Friends with the big boss? That could be dangerous… or very interesting. So tell me about you, Clara. What did you do before this job?”

“Then why is your heart beating so fast?” “Because you’re—” She gasped as my hand moved lower, sliding along her collarbone. “You’re too close.” “I could get closer.” I brushed my lips against her ear, and she made a small sound that went straight to my cock. “Much closer.” “This is...” She tried again, her voice shaking. “This is inappropriate. You’re my boss.” “Right now, I’m just a man who wants you.” My hand finally cupped her breast through her shirt, and her eyes fluttered closed. “And you’re just a woman who wants me back.”

"Now undress me.” Like a robot on command, I walked towards him to do as I was told. He had already taken off his shoes, leaving him with his buttoned up long sleeved shirt and belted pants. I started to undo each bottom after the other, beginning from the bottom. I was halfway through the process when I felt his hands cup both butt cheeks and jerk my towards him. Another loud gasp escaped my lips when my breasts crashed against his chest and my vagina felt his bulge. I didn't understand why or how I was even enjoying this. The initial idea of sleeping with my boss's husband repulsed me. I was disgusted at him when I realized he also wanted to do the same, but now. Now all I wanted to do was

he murmured, leaning forward to kiss her again. He was his hand on her body, igniting a fire within Anna, which he hadn't felt in a long time. Anna never knew he was this sexy, the relationship they had before was Boss to worker, and now he just found out… “Thompson,” she gasped, her voice strained. Thompson’s name on her lips was like a drug, spurring him on to greater heights of passion. He increased the pressure of his tongue, thrusting it into her as she bucked against his face, the desk creaking beneath them.

It was suffocating her. Elena gasped loud when she was spun and pinned to the railings. She looked up as her boss’ eyes flamed with desire. She’d seen those eyes multiple times from the men she slept with, but her boss’ eyes were even more feral than anyone she knew. The cold air suddenly felt like it stung her. She was between her boss and the railings, and his two hands held on the railings on both her sides. She was trapped as her boss looked at her eyes, her exposed cleavage, her neck, and then her lips before looking back at her eyes.