Helluva Boss Mission: Weeaboo-boo Novels & Stories

"Let me see you climb. Let me see you get close." I was climbing fast. Too fast. The edge rushed toward me— I stopped. Yanked my hand away. One. I grabbed my phone. Typed with trembling fingers: Edge one. Stopped just in time. God, Sir, I'm so wet. Good. Describe the fantasy. Who's watching you? My boss, I admitted. I keep imagining it's him. And what is he doing? Sitting in a chair. Watching. Telling me what to do. Is he touching himself?

It had no sign whatsoever, revealing nothing about what was inside. I looked at Keanu. "What is this place?" "Come on," he said, already climbing out of the car and rounding to the other side to open my door. Inside, the facility was immediately imposing and intimidating. I spotted more than a few men and women in suits. "Boss," one of the men said. I thought he was referring to Keanu until he nodded and added, "Mr. Martell." It was more or less the same with the other suited people. All of them referred to Edwards as "Boss." Keanu must've seen the confusion on my face because he leaned down with his lips to my ear and whispered,

I giggled, letting the emotions spread. "You know what? I won't stop you from imagining things, Cross. If I do argue with you on this, you'll defeat me for sure. No doubt." "I'm glad you know what this hunk is capable of doing," He bragged, causing me to laugh. I sat on my bed and carefully took my shoes off, asking Dante about his plan against Anthony Dale. "Are you carrying out any operation yet or..." I bit down on my lower lip, desperate to go with him on his dangerous mission.

Then, it added breezily, "This time, your mission is a walk in the park. All you have to do is guide the villain onto the right path, and it counts as a success!" From the way the System described it, I figured I'd be some kind of mentor or life coach to the villain. It wasn't until later that I found out my actual job was being a part-time housekeeper, tasked with keeping an eye on her so she didn't go off the deep end. It was the weekend, and the villain—my main target for this new mission, Vivian Lopez—was at home running a video conference. When the discussion turned to a rival company poaching one of her firm's major projects, her immediate solution was to send a crew to kidnap the riva

BOOOOOMMMMM. "Everything is ready!"

I stayed quiet, my fingers tapping nervously on my bag. When the car finally slowed and stopped in front of my apartment building, relief washed over me for half a second. I reached for the door handle. “Wait,” I said, frowning. “I never gave you the exact building number. How did you know to stop right here?” The driver turned around slowly in his seat. His thin lips stretched into a smirk that made my stomach tighten. His scarred face looked even more menacing under the dim streetlight coming through the window. “The boss says you need to make Ryder reveal his true form,” he said, his voice low and rough. “And that pretty little thing around your neck belongs to him.”

And eventually, losing the awe and admiration of his wife, son and their friends. "Yes, leave us with the ladies, we don't mind, Georg," Abram said, smiling. A harmless joke coming from him. “But beware of the ladies, for they have something they want from you,” The Boss replied—and that wasn't a joke. The Boss asked Gina and Rhonda to take care of his good friends, Abram and Adrian, then he shook Abram's and Adrian's hands as he excused himself from the finished lunch. Once he had left, Abram turned to Gina,

Luka stated firmly as he got off the ground and helped me to my feet. “You killed them!” The Banshee screamed and even through the earbuds, the sound was loud enough to cause my bones to vibrate painfully. It took me a moment to realize what was happening. This Boss wasn’t like any other Boss, the health bar that showed up above her was already down in the red. There was only one, unlike the other Boss’s we have faced.

” “Yes. You fool!” Raffa is annoyed. “I'm not stupid!” “Shut up and listen carefully, bad boy,” said Pevita. “Bad boy?!” “Why? Any problem?” Raffa sneered. “It's rude to call your boss a bad boy and make fun of me stupid.” Pevita doesn't care what Raffa says. “Now, take this money. The Director goes to the highway and you can wait for a taxi and if a taxi comes by. You can put a stop sign. Okay.” Pevita explains details.

I cooed but it still came out like a pant, especially when I was slamming against his great tower. And I know- I lied. I, of course won’t bite him anymore !! I was not going to kill my own mate by feeding off him repeatedly. We both would be going out on missions tonight, in any case- Mission Beta Return. We were going to drag back the pregnant whales from their vacation and give them effing desk jobs. A drop in the ocean but that would suffice.