Helluva Boss Moxxie Dad Novels & Stories

I shook my head, "No..." "What is it now? Did you find out that I'm in the Mafia too?" "Uhn?" I turned to Bella, confused. "That is what you kept blabbing on about yesterday when you got drunk, and I wasn't sure if I was to believe that or blame it on excessive alcohol." "He is indeed in the Mafia." "Who? Your dad?" "Him too, but that guy, my dad's best friend, he's the leader." "What? Are you being for real?"

Mom stood to go look for medicine for me I saw as Dad's face kept darken every passing minute I took a deep breath and relax 'Skylar let's see who's going to hell' I flashed a small smile

“Who killed your parents and siblings?” “Picolo Alverez.” Harry replied, leaving Debby to wonder who the man could be. “Picolo Alverez happens to be a family friend. He was my father’s best friend and is popularly known as the prince of Mexico. He is a drug lord and underground boss. When I was young, he was one of the few I looked up to. Knowing that he killed my parents is a shocker to me.” Harry had been certainly dumbfounded since the incident. He couldn’t think straight as he wondered why Alverez killed father.

beaming, she kissed him on the cheek. "You are just a gem waiting to be discovered, Gina," The Boss said. He reached behind with one arm and patted her shoulder—part out of fondness, part to stop her from kissing him again. He had this sudden fear that if she kissed him again, she would do so while mistaking him as her … 'dad'.

The boss smirked at the little kid who desperately tried to stop his own blood from spilling and commanded each of the six individuals to pack up as they all headed out "Don't bother killing the kid. Just leave that orphaned garbage here and let's burn everything down. This boat needs to disappear along with these orphaned traitors. Let the kid share his traitor brother's watery grave." As Michael sat on the waste bags, the boss took off his gloves and threw them in the speedboat that they used, meanwhile revealing the tattoo of a black and red crescent moon on the back of his hand. Michael awaited the group of killers to get in the boat and leave while he tried to press on his wound a littl

“He’s had such a hard life without a father.” Billy, catching the cue, ducked his head and murmured, “It’s okay, Mom. I’m just happy to meet my dad.” The words were well-rehearsed. They rang falsely around us, sounding like the lines of a play.

“Yes, we’ve been seeing each other for the last month practically. We love each other.” Momma digests this bit of information then scrunches her eyes and holds her finger and thumb to the bridge of her nose. “Levy. As in Levy, Dylan’s father? Your ex-boyfriend’s daddy?” “That’s the one, Momma. Is there a problem with that.” Momma releases her nose, good job otherwise I think she might forget to breathe. Taylor is watching the interaction and seriously I could kick her in the shin for being a huge blabber mouth.

How low can a person get? "There is nothing money can't buy you see!” He pointed to the empty room. “A little fire alarm and everyone just disappeared into thin air. Your plan to get witnesses was only worthy of making me laugh. There’s no witness, no evidence and sadly, no more plans. I’ll make sure you spend the rest of your life rotting in prison with charges you can’t even fathom! I salute your adorable attempt at playing games with me. But I’m your father, I’ve been playing these games for a lot longer than you can imagine." "Unfortunately, Mr. McKenna, you won't be playing games for a long time now."

he whispered and Mj watched as tears began to flow down his face in angry streaks. Mj shook her head and seized Moxie by the shoulders, “I want to go home Mox,” she shook her head, “this place makes me feel crazy, and we haven't been here more than a week,” Moxie grinned and Mj shook him. “Tell me about your scars Mox” she declared and watched as his face flashed with anger and hurt. “Why,” he almost growled, “they don't have shit to do with finding Jet,” he growled and Mj shook her head, “that’s not true because you can't seem to think clearly, and your family keeps making vague hints so-” Mj shrugged and let the question hang in the air as Moxie paced back and forth, “look,” he said frant

he squeezed my hip. "Raymond may wake up," I bit my lower lip, trying to resist the temptation that was Joshua Scott. "My dad is with him. If our boy wakes up... My dad will know what to do." He turned his gaze into a sweet look. "So... Let's take advantage and have a girl and make a couple." He said in an innocent tone, although his goal was not so