Helluva Boss Moxxie Dad Novels & Stories

We were the best fighters and tech geniuses since we were teenagers. I try to listen to Dad’s boring words, but I keep looking down at Daniels' legs. I am standing right behind her. She is going to kill me, but I put my hand right on her lower back and slide it down. She lets out a scared little gasp. I squeeze her gently. She is getting really warm, and the sweet smell of her arousal is making me crazy. She turns around and glares at me with mad eyes. She looks so cute when she is mad! I blow her a little kiss with my lips. “I give you the new bosses: Boss Nic, Boss Teo, and Boss Luca Moretti, the Triplet Leaders,” Dad announces, using his loud boss voice for the very last time.

“Did she message you? I told her not to worry about the guards. She’s really nice, Dad. You’d like her if you met her.” Lucian didn’t soften. “Her last name is Voss, Alexander. Maya Voss.” Our son blinked. “Yeah… so?” Lucian’s voice dropped into that cold, ruthless register that once terrified me. “Derek Voss is her father. The man who tried to destroy our family years ago. He’s the reason we’ve had extra security your entire life. He just got out of prison, and he’s working with dangerous people who want to hurt us.” The silence that followed was deafening.

If you lose sight of your initial objectives, then I will withdraw the sponsorship at any time. Daryl nodded in understanding. However, I could catch a flash of disappointment in his eyes. I went silent for a bit. Then, I added, "However, you can still call me your dad in public if you need to." His eyes lit up with a bright smile at once. His smile stunned me. I found it so ironic that Tammy, my own daughter, didn't care about me as her dad, and yet, a stranger's kid was simply ecstatic to be allowed to call me his dad.

“But only this time. If you don’t show your face soon, they’ll only try to interfere even more. They thrive on the gaps you leave behind.” “Who’s the boss here?” Domenico growled, his eyes flashing with a dangerous light. The frustration he’d been harboring since Emilio walked in finally boiled over. “Inform them that if they try to pressure me, I’d make sure to cut them off from all the business,” he continued, his voice dropping to a dangerously lethal tone. “And tell them if they interfere in my private life, their offspring won’t live to see the next sunrise. I am not my father, and I won't be their puppet dancing to their tone.”

I gasped. I was… I did. Frantically, I grabbed my phone again and opened it with trembling hands. I went straight to the recording app. I let out a deep breath the moment I saw a new audio file saved. I hit play. "Oh… Tito Damien… Damien! Faster! Please! Daddy!" My jaw dropped. The phone slipped from my fingers. “Fuck! Mica!” I cursed at myself. I slept with him. With my ex-boyfriend’s father. It was real. I thought maybe it was just a dream.

“Yeah, yeah, Dad. I’ll take care of it. See you at home.” I have to fight the urge to laugh out loud. Dad. Of course. It’s almost too perfect. Mike, the tough guy who prides himself on his bravado, still answering to Daddy. I lean back further, smirking to myself. This night might turn out to be worth it after all.

He teased playfully, his words carrying a hint of nostalgia as he ushered me towards his car, effortlessly shouldering the weight of my heavy luggage. "Your hair has grown long and dark, your stature tall and imposing, with those big, beautiful grey eyes just like your mom's," he continued, his gaze filled with admiration. "Rosy cheeks, a healthy tan, and you've even shed a few pounds. You look just like a supermodel," he added with a chuckle, as if discovering these details for the first time, despite our numerous video chats and exchanged photos. "Well, I'm turning into an adult in just a month, Dad, which means I'm no longer a child," I gently reminded him as I settled into the passenger

It couldn’t be. Then he stepped inside. I recognized that face instantly… the sharp jaw, the dark hair with a touch of gray, those intense eyes that had watched me bounce on a dildo and fuck my own ass yesterday. HotFantasy88. The man I’d moaned for, the one who’d paid me thousands to get nasty on camera… was standing in my house. HotFantasy88 was my dad’s new boss. I couldn’t move, couldn’t speak. My face felt hot, my stomach twisting into knots while a shameful throb started between my legs.

She reached for the glass of wine infront of her and chucked it down. "One of them is a hot Angry Bird who always grunts at me like I pissed in his breakfast. Ggrrr gggrrr. And the other one is also a hot humorous guy who sometimes seduces me with his husband. And oh, let me tell you a secret..." she jerked our hands infront of her and whispered- "they are gay! Hihihi! And I have a crush on them. Both of them. They are my two daddies!" She fell into fits of giggles.

She should have known how pissed her dad was by everything over the last few days, but she never thought that he would be this kind of man. “You will because as your father, and as your boss, I am telling you too.” “Well, as my boss, that’s null and void as you don’t pay me; remember I do what I do for free.” Val stood up, threw a smile at Joey, and then turned back to her dad. “As for my father, giving the way things are right now, you can go to hell.” And with that, she stormed out of the room, grabbing two bottles of unopened whiskey as she left, jumped in her car, and squealed as she left the driveway, not giving two shits what either of her parents had to say to her or about that.