Helluva Boss Glitz And Glam Novels & Stories

There was still a wild, violent glint burning deep in his eyes, but as he focused on her face, his expression softened ever so slightly. “Are you okay? Did he hurt you?” His voice was controlled, but it carried the promise of tearing the head off anyone who had so much as scratched her. Helena nodded, her breath caught, her heart pounding wildly. “I’m… I’m fine.” She looked at him, stunned. In all the time she’d known him, she’d never seen him actually fight. She’d assumed that, as a billionaire CEO, he was a man of brilliant mind, heavy pen, and refined manners. She’d never imagined that “Lord Boss” was, in fact, an absurdly lethal hand-to-hand combat machine.

“Just. Shut. The. Fuck. Up.” Her teeth sank down onto her crimson red lip as stark desire flashed through her eyes. “If you being bossy right here is so fucking sexy, I wonder how sexy it would be to become your obedient sex slave, so you can fuck me, use me and boss me around in any way you please.” My jaw clenched. “Tina-”

This time, he didn’t tease us, he just glared at us and laughed, enjoying our misery. “You should never have come here.” He let out sternly, his eyes filled with anger as he glared at us. He is so close to us this time, we could see his face clearly and it felt like I could just reach out and grab him. But that was out of the equation, he seems to have other plans, “The boss said you would not be able to resist the urge to chase me, and she was absolutely right. Tell me, how does it feel to be so predictable and stupid?” he asked us, laughing excitedly as some more guys joined him from the shadows with deadly weapons in their hands.

Not happening. I gave up instantly. If I was destined to die here, I might as well go out fulfilling my greatest wish— to turn this bleak world into one giant pleasure heaven. Doesn’t matter if it’s hot or cold—I’ll make it steamy. And honestly, even with his face hidden behind that swirling black mist, the boss’s broad shoulders, narrow waist, and deep, magnetic voice were dead giveaways. The guy was built. Lust makes cowards bold. So without thinking, I said, “I’ll take shortness of breath, trembling legs, glazed eyes, and… pleasure so intense I die from it.”

Hades deliberately howled in his quite long breath, and with his quite high voice tune. “Mmm... You’ll really feel like heaven at that time, Big Boss Virando... All your soul, heart and mind will feel like whirling here and there within the typhoon of your manhood love, lust and desire. Once you’ve been inside there, it’ll be very hard for you to go down to the earth again,” tweeted Sugar Aquarius slightly lustfully.

He stepped forward, raised his hand, and slapped me across the face again—a sharp, searing pain hit my cheek, leaving my ears ringing. "You're damn right that I'm above all else! I'm telling you—Mr. Lingard and I are best buddies, willing to go through hell and back together! You think you can stand up to me? You'll be blacklisted from the industry for good with one phone call!" I held my stinging cheek and glared at him with pure hatred. I couldn't believe that I had already been slapped twice in such a short span of time. Patrick flinched slightly under my glare but still barked orders arrogantly. He yelled at the gathered employees, "What are you waiting for? Get over here and hold him do

I glanced up at the boss. " What's this for?" His burning gaze told me otherwise, ‘shut the fuck up and read what it says’, right!. Dear Scarlett Brooks, It is with due honor that I inform you that your stay at Glamorous has pitifully been terminated. This means you'll no longer be working as part of the company, reason being that your solipsistic and incompetent attitude can no longer be tolerated. We certainly do not like sluts in our company. Boss Martinez. What in the spongie-bomb was going on!

"Cranberry glitter glue. The holy grail of preschool warfare." An eyebrow twitched. Barely. But it was more reaction than she'd gotten yesterday. "I thought maybe we could do a little art therapy. Or just glue random objects to the scary wolves outside. Whatever works." No laugh. No smile. But the silence had shifted. The chair beside her scraped back. Not the angel. The other one. The always brooding demon of vengeance in black. Of course. He appeared like smoke—unannounced, uninvited, carrying gravity in his wake. He didn't speak at first. Just looked between them with a sharpness that felt like being dissected. His gaze dropped to the toast between them. Then to the glitter glue tube in h

the boss said while licking his lips Lust is evident in their eyes for the girls. The guy splashed water on both of them making them come back to their senses and understand in what situation they are. They both got startled because of it and tried to understand what was going on. "I changed my mind. I will take this one you can take the young one first." the boss said as his eyes were struck on that girl's breasts which are drenched in water and the saree covering her body is sticking like a second skin making her look like a sex goddess to him

Gloria suddenly changed the subject, tilting her head and looking up and down at the bodyguard. "Not much," the bodyguard was somewhat confused by the question, his eyes filled with bewilderment, and he unconsciously scratched his head. "Well, I don't mind. Come on, I need a helper and a fighter in heaven. You can join me in hell so we won't be lonely on the way, and your boss will send your monthly salary as offerings." Gloria spoke incessantly, her face wearing a nearly mad expression, her mouth moving rapidly, her spittle freezing into tiny crystals in the cold air.