Helluva Boss Fizzarolli Novels & Stories

Jezebel said. Duke got the poker that had been roasting in the fire. He then placed it on the gaping wound, cauterising it. The smell of burnt flesh and blood filled the air. “This is what we do to rapists in the Gang world!” Tony said. “Well, half of what we do. We are saving your balls till tomorrow!” Chris said happily. Jason was crying and looked like he was about to pass out from the pain. “Oh before you pass out, I want you to see one last thing! Jerry!” Jezebel said sweetly as she tossed Jason’s dick to him. Jerry quickly devoured it and it was at this point Jason passed out.

Just lifted his glass and sipped his drink, calm as ever—like this was just another business deal, another corpse he’d stepped over on his way to power. Back when Yuri and I were together, I’d asked him what family he belonged to. He refused to answer. I should’ve known then. Should’ve walked away. I only learned the truth weeks ago, when I returned to Colombia for his funeral. That he was Vargas. That I had unknowingly dated one of the sons of one of the deadliest cartels in Bogotá. “It was business,” he said flatly. “Stepan got careless. I did what needed to be done.”

I said “It has to be.” Easy for him to say. I dragged a hand over my face. “This job has to work.” “It will.” He said it firmly. Like certainty alone could make it true. I wanted to borrow some of that confidence. George leaned forward slightly. “So,” He paused. “What’s wrong?” I frowned. “What do you mean?” “You look like you just signed your soul away.” Close enough. I stared at him for a second. Trying to decide how much to say. “The boss was… intense.”

Yes, Abram said, thank you for today and be home safely, then he turned to his friend, Georg, "What's up with you? It was a joke. I know she is your beloved." "What's up with me? I said nothing." "Exactly!" They stared at each other, assessing, and decided—the two smiled at the same time. Their smiles grew into grins before they both burst into a hearty laughter. They knew they were being silly. The Boss’ laughter subsided, "Anyway," The Boss said, "the opportunity you offered sounds serious and it will be a good career promotion for her—and you are not joking."

In a hurry, he threw away the broken mop, and without thinking, he raised his fist and threw three punches at the crack on the container. "Boss!" the people below, when Valerio madly blasted out three punches, one by one, their faces changed drastically, suddenly exclaimed, "Your hand!" It must be known that Valerio couldn't afford to have the slightest thing happen! Boss was the Lord of the Philo family, and carried the rise and fall of a family on him! "Boss, it can't continue! Your hand will be ruined!" Everyone rushed forward to persuade him. "Back off!" Valerio pushed away the people who got in his way with a palm and smashed his fourth punch without hesitation!

I said before drinking my iced coffee and eating an Alcapone doughnut. “It’s already over, yes, but that kind of thing is still infuriating. You’ve been at your job for so long, then they just fire you like that. What’s that? Don’t they value their employees at all? Who is your boss so I can punch her lungs,” Charlie said angrily. “You’re stupid. She’s a woman,” I told him. “So what? I’ll pull her hair if she wants,” Charlie replied. I laughed because his ridiculous side was showing again.

"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.

he replied coldly. "I swear I had no idea she would believe it. It was just a joke." He sighed, shaking his head in disagreement. "What the hell made you want to make up a story like that?" he almost shouted. "Just because we were childhood friends doesn't mean you have the right to say things like that about me. You don't know how much that puts my image at risk. Alice could easily believe what you said and expose it to the world. And you know what would happen? It would fuck up all the hard work I've done!" His face was so red that I swore he was going to explode with anger. "And in the end, I'm your boss! You should respect me!"

“Quiet!” Leon frowned and sent a palm strike in annoyance. His intangible energy hit Farris and sent him flying until he hit the wall and coughed blood. The others dared not say much while Carlson sneered. “You shouldn’t overestimate yourself and doubt a smasher!” Even Harry was sitting with a straight face and calm composure without making any noise. The hidden boss of Soulspring Pharmaceutical was not in Skyriv, and with a smasher present, he could only take the smasher’s words as they were. The truth was no longer important as they could not afford to offend this smasher. Moreover, Harry would not possibly offend the smasher just for Farris!

The next person on his killing list was in his head already. “Lorenzo Ferrari… Asshole!” He yelled in his head thinking of a better way to get back at him other than killing him right away. “That would be too easy.” He muttered and opened his eyes again. He sat up and reached for his phone, he put a call across to him assistant and waited for him to pick up. “Mr. Roberto.” Vincenzo his assistant said in a cranky voice. “What’s wrong?” Roberto asked in a hoarse voice.