Romans & histoires Helluva Boss Memes

MERET How could I possibly be alright, Sarah? My boss had just driven two fingers into my pussy on a high-gloss mahogany boardroom table, made me scream loud enough to wake the dead, licked my slickness off his hand like it was fine dining, and then tried to unbutton his pants before I slapped him across the face. My thighs were still trembling, my underwear was ruined, and I could still feel the echo of my orgasm pulsing between my legs. But sure.

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!"

A voice I haven't heard in a long time said "Ah...your ugly face is still the same as before. Don't you know that plastic surgery is very advanced now?" I replied in a cheerful tone. One corner of his mouth twitched downwards. A long scar ran down Carleon's face from the tip of his left eye brow to his jaw. He looked like the Russian Chucky doll ... That scar was the best work I had done during my time as Volder. So I'm not surprised that He really, really hates me .

My video. My private life. My sex tape. My body. The tape that had been leaked, the one I had sworn to bury under silence. The one I had ordered Theo to get rid of and find me the culprit. Yet here they were, my employees, watching it, replaying it, laughing and whispering like it was some office entertainment. The blood roared in my ears. "God, my boss sure knows how to fuck dirty." The words sliced through the air, crass and venomous, from one of the men huddled at the front. His smirk stretched wide, teeth flashing as he nudged the one beside him.

Pain washed over her face, emotional, mental, everything all at once. “Mark, you just don’t understand,” she whispered, voice cracking. “I quit because… my boss is a real monster.” “Shut up!” Mark roared. “Your boss is a monster?” She nodded gently. “No,” he hissed, stepping closer. “I’m gonna remind you who you really… really should be afraid of.” He shoved past her, heading for the back seat of the car. She watched helplessly as he grabbed the bottle of the beer he had gotten, hit everything on the floor and all the bottles broke, spilling drinks everywhere.

“YEAH ! LET THE UNINVITED MOTHERFVCKER GET A TASTE OF ALL OUR ATTENTION AND LOVE” “KILL ! KILL ! KILL !” “BARBECUE HIS ASS, FVCKERS !!” “EVERYONE SHUT THE “HELL” UP ! SEE ? SEE ? WHAT I DID THERE ?” “YEAH SUCKER. YOU USED A PUN FOR THE FIRST TIME IN YOUR LIFE” “HELL NO ! I AM PUN LORD” “NO YOU ARE POOP LORD. THAT’S IT” “SHUT UP, GUYS ! YOU ARE BEING SO UNCOOL”

“YEAH ! LET THE UNINVITED MOTHERFVCKER GET A TASTE OF ALL OUR ATTENTION AND LOVE” “KILL ! KILL ! KILL !” “BARBECUE HIS ASS, FVCKERS !!” “EVERYONE SHUT THE “HELL” UP ! SEE ? SEE ? WHAT I DID THERE ?” “YEAH SUCKER. YOU USED A PUN FOR THE FIRST TIME IN YOUR LIFE” “HELL NO ! I AM PUN LORD” “NO YOU ARE POOP LORD. THAT’S IT” “SHUT UP, GUYS ! YOU ARE BEING SO UNCOOL”

He said just before I could walk out. I scowled. Damn, he was still bossy. Previously in high school, it used to be to get his homework done so he would pay me a few bucks for lunch and now I had a feeling that coffee was just the beginning. Was this going to be a repeat of my high school days? I didn’t know and I wouldn’t until I started work from Monday. But then I turned and gave him my best megawatt smile before saying, "Yes Boss!" Just because I got hired by my biggest high school bully, doesn’t mean I’m going down without a fight.

Storm: -__- I laughed at his reply while on my way to the kitchen to get some ice out. Alena: XD. This is literally your face 24/7 Mr. Storm: What about you? Your cheeks are always puffy, even if you get the slightest bit angry or upset. My nose flared in anger, and I immediately replied without thinking: Alena: FY Mr. Storm: Ahem. Are you forgetting I'm your boss? Alena: Sorry, sir :) Mr. Storm: …

It hit the guy through his left chest and his eyes are wide open when he fell down on the couch “I told you to shut your filthy mouth”, my boss said but sad to say, I am not working for him. He couldn't even move a muscle when I pressed my gun at his head. “W–What is the meaning of this, Flare?”, he asked, confused and trembling. “Being your secretary doesn't suit me”, I said. “W–Who the hell are you?”, he looked at me with horrified expressions as if he saw a ghost but little did he know that I am more than that, I am his nightmare.