Helluva Boss Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Bella started to dance more closely to him, as she let him do anything and everything that he wanted with her. "Hmm…” She moaned softly as I continued my movements and caresses on her soft body. “Hmmm…aaahh…you're good with your hands, boss.” Her eyes were half closed as she stared directly at his eyes. “It looks like you're not just amazing at being the king of the mafia in Italy, boss. Your hands are saying more than your reputation..." she whispered as he squeezed neck and made her shut up. There was a smile on her face.

“Glad to meet you, Nicolette.” He smiles again and then gets back from here. “Ladies, see you soon.” We say goodbye to him and he leaves. I breathe again, it was hot! He’s so sexy in his costume, I want to rip him off and devour him. For a month I dream of him, his hands on my pussy, his mouth on my breasts, his cock in mine. I’ve been fantasizing about him since our evening and knowing he’s my boss isn’t going to make it easy for me.

“No, Haven, we are absolutely not a real couple. The penthouse situation is one huge misunderstanding. The gifts are another huge misunderstanding. Everything is actually tied to corporate insurance benefits.” Haven immediately laughed. “Yeah right. No billionaire boss behaves this way. And your corporate insurance benefits cannot be this good.” I immediately defended myself. “He is simply helping an employee.” She laughed again. “Bosses do not spend millions helping an employee unless deep feelings are involved.” “There are absolutely no feelings involved. It is strictly a working relationship.” She hummed thoughtfully. “Do you know what I think? I believe something else is happening. But y

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She screamed, screaming hysterically, drowning in a wave of similar memories. "My princess, give me the offspring of the daughter of the sun, give me yourself, and I promise that I will protect you from the rest, as I have done until now, and from them you will give me normal children, who look like you. » He whispered to her, his breath fetid, his body sticky and cold, his dark eyes coming from the depths of Hell, he stretched out his arm touching her cheek, leaving a sticky trail under her, and she shrank, holding her breath, struggling to get rid of him, keeping him away from her, feeling him rush into her privacy. His fists are clenched, wandering and fidgeting, and his mouth is reaching

“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.”

I shouted over the alarm. He didn’t look up. “I have to.” I watched him work, hands shaking, sweat running down his face. For a moment he didn’t look like the cold, untouchable boss who ruled the company. He looked human. Scared. Determined. And I hated that part of me wanted to reach for him. A distant rumble shook the floor again. Cracks spread across the walls. The beeping turned into one long, piercing sound. “Two minutes!” I yelled.

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."

“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.

She wasn’t satisfied with just the kiss, she wanted more. Angela opened her eyes slowly, and touched her boss’s jaw gently. Their gazes collided. Her boss pulled his face away, then looked at her with a frown. "What are you doing, Angel?" “What?” “What are you doing?” A hard pat on her shoulder shattered all her dirty fantasies about her boss. Dammit! Angel grumbled inwardly and opened her eyes wide. She was still in the hotel ballroom, where her boss was holding a party, but she wasn't kissing her sexy boss. Instead, Finn's face appeared right in front of hers.