Helluva Boss Harem X Male Reader Wattpad Novels & Stories

"You're a part of his world now, whether you like it or not." The next few days were a blur of research and half-hearted attempts to return to my normal life. Alex and his dark secrets felt like a siren call, impossible to ignore. I found myself at "Le Chateau de Sade" again, the BDSM shop, my thoughts racing with images of Alex and the bond between us. The scent of leather and musk filled my nose as I perused the racks. The shopkeeper, a knowing smile playing on her lips, watched me from behind the counter. She knew, of course. They all did. The supernatural community of New Orleans had a way of finding out these things. "Looking for something in particular, darling?" she purred.

Content warning ⚠️‼️: This book is a dark mafia romance containing explicit sexual content, graphic violence (including murder and assault), kidnapping, intense power exchange, spanking/discipline, rough sex, and strong language. It features an enemies-to-lovers arc with eventual mutual consent. Intended for mature readers 18+ only who enjoy very dark, possessive alpha heroes and high-stakes romance. Please read responsibly. Chapter 1 Lila Moreau had always known her father played with fire.

Dimitri looked at Angel with a frown and a disappointed look. Angel gulped nervously. She was trapped in her own game. "I apologize. My boss is not like that. Xander Whithold is a good boss.” "You said your boss was an old man with a pot-belly and a perverted brain." “A-actually….” “Angel has a great sense of humor. She didn't mean that. I forbid her from sharing my profile with strangers. But because you just slapped my hand and accused me of hurting Angel, I'm forced to show my true identity to you."

Sergio’s POV “Yes… daddy… fuck me harder, daddy!” Cassie whimpered into the pillow, her muffled moans driving me insane as I pounded into her, my cock sliding in and out of her dripping pussy. Her nails raked down my back, leaving trails of fire, and her body arched to meet every brutal thrust. The room was hot, sticky, filled with nothing but the sound of flesh slapping flesh and her breathless cries. I shouldn’t have been here..shouldn’t have been inside her, while Natalie was just down the hall on a conference call with her investors. But Cassie’s tight heat had me addicted, and we’d grown reckless. Too bold. Too hungry. And yet I couldn’t stop.

Trigger Warnings 18+ ONLY This collection contains explicit sexual content including: Graphic MM sex scenes BDSM dynamics Dubious consent Power exchange Rough sex Possessive/dominant behavior Strong language Reader discretion is strongly advised. A collection of stories about men who want more... Strangers in dark clubs, rivals who can't keep their hands off each other, alphas and Omegas bound by something older than either of them, two men who've been circling each other for years finally giving in. Every story stands alone. Every story burns differently. Some are quick and dirty, some take their time. Some are about the first time, and some are about the last

Alejandro sat her on his desk and, with a burning gaze, said: — We’ll make a pact. — Yes. — You’ll watch my back, and I’ll watch yours. — That’s a given. — Say it, Isabela. — Fine. I promise to watch your back. Alejandro brought his mouth close to hers. She expected a passionate kiss, and for an instant, it was—until Alejandro bit her lower lip, making it bleed, and then licked the blood. — Now it’s a pact. A blood pact. It was a pact she could never escape. Isabela understood that immediately. Now, she wasn’t just Alejandro Moretti’s sweet wife—now, she was becoming the Queen of Hell, the kingdom ruled by her husband, the toughest and most dangerous of all bosses.

“This is too much… ohhh, please.” “Do you want me to stop.” “No—“ I grip his shoulders tightly. “Fuck me harder, please.” “Yeah. You need to know that this pussy belongs to me. No one gets it.” He groans. “I fucking own this pussy. Say it.” My pussy clenches, my stomach rolls. God, this talk…. “It’s your daddy. My pussy’s all yours whenever.” He pace fastens. My tits bounce heaving on my chest. My toes curls, my skin tingles and my ears rings.

Jealous [ TAMARA POV. ] WHAT THE heck! Wellington, our new Ceo? I immediately looked up when I heard his full name mentioned by, Mr. Hidalgo, one of the big bosses in this company. Suddenly my heart beat faster. He was really there, seriously standing in front of everyone. Is he really my boss now? Shit! What will happen now? How else can I avoid him if I could feel him around me every single day? I’m in trouble now. I’m really in trouble.

Chapter 3: Claimed My fingers were still sticky from my own cum when I read his text again. Come open the door. My heart hammered so hard I could feel it between my legs, that fresh ache mixing with the leftover throb from watching him shoot his load on the balcony. I didn’t even bother with the robe. I walked downstairs naked, tits bouncing with each step, pussy lips swollen and slick as I reached the front door. My hand shook a little on the knob but I turned it anyway.

What an asshole boss! 💰💰💰💰💰💰💰 I hope this chapter isn't weird. See you next chapter 💋💋💋💋.