Helluva Boss Moxxie Dad Novels & Stories

I asked. “I know that look, and I know the pain. Maddox is going to force you to shift and is going to go mad. You need to try to keep control son. We don’t know if she’s really gone or if it’s just a spell. Breathe son. You have to keep breathing. Cheyenne needs you! Hold on to that!” Dad sounded so sincere, and then I remembered that he’s been through this himself. Just like dad said, at the next wave of pain I could feel Maddox pressing forward trying to take control.

I replied, sliding my dad's rifle away from my forehead. If it weren't for Lucas to come on time, I couldn't have made it alive. In the attack I even lost my phone and handbag. " Did you see the face of anyone who dared to attack Theodore's men?" Seeing my dad getting curious, I thought of playing along. " Yes, I saw his face. He was Xavier Hill himself, the underworld Boss of DarZ group." " How did you know that?" My mom interrupted me. She's definitely a sick fan of Xavier Hill, the mysterious Mafia Boss who is feared by everyone. No-one has seen his face but heard that he's a super handsome man with tattoos all over his chest and arms.

“No. I’m the only leverage he has. Ninety percent sure he won’t follow through. I can hold out a little while longer.” Dad chuckles. “That’s my girl. I’ll come get you as soon as possible. Reinforcements are on the way. Your aunts and uncles are all here to help. This will be over soon.” “I love you, Dad.” “I love you, too, Zandra. Be brave.” “Always.” Sensing the call must have ended, the Boss takes his phone back and immediately snaps it in two. The bits and pieces crumble in his large palms, a few plastic shards falling to the floor.

Dad said "I know dad, but we have to solve this problem fast" "I know, I have traced that number, it’s non existent, so no use, I know it’s Singhaniya's gang, and they called you Malik, means they know you are my son, don't worry my gang is preparing to take them down, we will make his gang weak, just by taking down his second in command Vikram, that will give them a perfect reply for that shit of message, Singhaniya will get to know what it means to threaten my son..." He said with an evil glint in his eyes, I know this glint very well, when ever this glint was there it means that he is now the mafia boss....Malik ..With whom no body messes with "No dad, you don't have to, I don't won't you

Just one question and I'm excited like some naive seven grader- seriously, Scar? Boss Daddy: I will have the clothes delivered to you this afternoon. He went offline after that. I just don't get this man. How is he okay with dad going to the police? They can simply track my phone and find me. How is he going to explain all of this? Unless… unless he knows they'll never find me…

Max said almost tearing up "Have you called Daniel .. " Derrick asked max "I am trying but he's not connecting, don't worry I trust my kid bro. He will be back very soon.. " max said "how is your boss doing, I mean your fake boss, am not in support of this Fake Identity you are doing... Just in the name of love.. " his dad said "And talking of love mom, I have seen one mom... " Max said holding his mom's hands ignoring his dad words "Is she pretty like me ,," Mrs Sarah asked, smiling out tears...

Always building, building towards the next explosion. Molly gasped for air. She shouted and screamed. Mewled and whimpered. "Oh God. Oh Daddy. Making me. FUCK! Oh yes. I'm fucking my father and it feels so good. Oh Daddy can you feel it? My pussy. Made just for you. The pussy you made with that gorgeous, giant cock. You're in it right now. You're making it -- oh god -- CUUUMMMMMM!

My boss was in there with some other elite members of the Mafia and Mia was sitting close to her dad. I rushed to her and grabbed her neck and she was smiling. "Are you crazy? What's the meaning of this?" My boss yelled and two of his bodyguards pushed me away. One gave me a punch in my face and my lips tore. Blood spilled out and the taste of copper made my head turn. "How dare you touch my daughter? How dare you lay your filthy hands on her?" My boss stood up and stepped on my hands. I screamed and winced in pain. "Stop dad! Don't hurt him." Mia protested.

My dad yells at me on the other side of the phone. Ok, here's a secret about my family that the world doesn't know. My dad is in the Mafia, he's the king of the America mafia and I'm his successor. The RUSSELL EMPIRE is just a cover to keep people from finding out about our involvement in the Mafia world. That's why I don't like getting attached to anyone, if I do they'll get hurt or worse get killed. I clenched my jaw and grind my teeth. "Make sure you and your boys recover those stolen goods" then he hangs up.

I gush with cream coating his balls to squelch with every grind while the wet schlick-schlick barely masks by the engine drone and Dad’s off-key warbling. Dad swerves into the next lane with van swaying, and I clench to milk him like a fist. Zion’s teeth scrape my earlobe in a voice ragged whisper. “Fuck. I’m gonna flood this pussy before the state line, paint your womb white, make you leak my cum all the way to Grandma’s. Bet you’ll still be dripping when we sit down for pie.” Phone buzzes again with screen lighting our little cocoon of sin. Jada: Speed bump in 0.2 miles. Bottom out. Breed the bitch. I want video proof or I’m calling Mom right now. 10-second clip under the blanket—show me t