Helluva Boss Glitz And Glam Novels & Stories

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.

There is blood covering his teeth, giving him a menacing look. “Well- well, what do we have here? The girl with the scar. So, you are the one we have been looking for. They made you out like a monster, but you are a pretty little thing. I will let the boss know, as soon as I have had a taste of you first” he says flicking his tongue in and out of his mouth. The only thing I can focus on is that blood on his teeth.

And in the center, sitting on a throne of solid platinum, was the boss. He was twenty feet tall. A golem made of polished brass and gold plate. His eyes were burning furnaces. BOSS: GRAND TREASURER MIDAS. "INTRUDERS!" the boss roared, its voice a metallic screech that shook the virtual room. "MY GOLD IS MINE ALONE! THE POOR DESERVE TO STARVE!" "Not anymore, tin can!" Tank shouted. "Aggro engaged!" He fired a flare at the boss's face. Midas roared and stepped off the throne, the floor shaking with every step.

Becoming The Boss’s Favorite Slút (3) “Yes, I would like to fúck your slútty cúnt, so you can know who the real boss is. Now stroke my díck,” he hissed. I grinned slowly, dragging out the moment. “Well, not yet,” I teased, my tone dripping with mischief. He bucked his hips up toward me, desperate, aching for more, but I held him in place with a firm grip.

“Don’t boss me around! We’re both lawyers!” “That’s not what your contract says, does it? Be ready at eight. That’s final.” If he keeps barking orders at me, I swear I’ll throttle him. Or claw his face off. Then again, he might sue me. Better just curse at him—but in a way that won’t get me into legal trouble. I wanted to yell Go to hell! but I held it in. He probably already knows his final destination. No need to rub it in. “You orangutan!”

On her boss. She was pacing, He’s a vampire?? Do vampires even exist? My boss…..CEO? She slid down the wall until she was sitting on the cold floor, knees pulled to her chest. The smell of cleaning supplies surrounded her. Bleach. Ammonia. “Jesus,” she whispered, squeezing her eyes shut. “Jesus, please. Please help me.” Her voice cracked. She closed her eyes,tried to breathe. Tried to think. But all she could see were those eyes. Pale. Predatory. Locked on hers.

Her focus was solely on the new boss, calculating her odds of dealing with it in future dungeon farming sessions. While Oritha and Sasha prepared for battle, Zen narrated his observations to Liu Feng. The boss’ silhouette looked familiar. That flashy sense of fashion brought back unwanted memories. For a moment, the chef thought Lil’ Mushade’s father was back for revenge. Thankfully, it was not the case after the smoke cleared. The only similarity this badass boss shared with the cringey rapper was their love for grand entrances. The bald white puffball’s name was Huff N Puff. The boss wore a classic fedora and had his shades on, another similarity with Lil’ Mushade. Everyone figured out why

I buried my face into my work and in just a matter of few minutes, the elevator door dinged open signaling the arrival of 'Thee Bosses'. I quickly got up on my feet as they both walked out of the elevator and holy cow! They were out of this world. Mr. Angry Bird stood proud and tall in a very neat burgundy hued 2 pieced suit. The white button-up dress shirt and a black tie marveled at his look. His hair was combed neatly on his head and oh his sexy furrowed brows! His 5 o'clock shadow stubble made my hands itch to stroke his scruffy face. He looked like a Greek god on Earth.

Simon smiled at them as he stood with them while his boss left to meet his wife. Inside Hazel's room, Gloria nodded at the instructions Hazel gave to her, after wishing her madam goodnight, she stood up and walked to the door. Immediately she opened the door, she saw Alex standing there. “B-boss” she called in a scared tone making Hazel turn and immediately her face came in contact with Alex, he frowned……

They were looking at the corded muscle of my reverse and the jagged scars on my shoulders from times of silent, brutal training. " What the f**k is this?" the brute murmured, his eyes widening. " Just dress him," the other bone snapped, throwing a pile of black silk at my bases." The Boss is staying. He does not like to be kept." The silk felt like ice. It was a menial’s mask — thin,semi-transparent, and designed to cheapen. It was meant to turn a man into a jewel. I pulled it on, my jaw tight. Let them suppose I’m a doll, I allowed