Helluva Boss Novels & Stories

I just wanted to look into her eyes, to see if she wanted this as much as I did. I wasn't disappointed, I could see the same lust I felt reflected in her almost desperate gaze. She was all but melting in my embrace, and excitement rushed through me. She was all but putty in my hands, and I was anticipating the night ahead. Gone was the cold, distant boss. In front of me stood a woman who wanted, no, needed to be pleased. "Tonight", I heard myself speak though I hardly recognised the rough voice that came out of the depths of my throat, "I'm the boss".

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I beat his hands off. "Okay, look you have to calm down. I believe it’s just one of those haters trying to play games with your mind. This is Solara Helixia, your fathers’ company. Your parents built this company from scratch and you, my amiable boss, have helmed the affairs of this company for the past four years with magnificent records of undeniable and unbeatable success all over the globe. You need not fret, just guard yourself against any incoming battle. You my boss is a tiger and Tiger always lies prepared. A Tiger fears no mortal man. “I fear no mortal man” I repeated after him.

He yelled, his voice trembling. The boss began to swerve back and forth, trying to shake off the car that was following them. He began cursing and yelling at the supposed assassin. “Who the hell are you?!” “What the fuck do you want,man!” The gunshots kept coming. “Boss he is getting closer”. The Boss's eyes went to the rear mirror. “Motherfucker!” He cursed seeing that he was almost caught up,and he was running out of fuel too. “Brats!” The unknown assassin cursed and suddenly swerved the car, hitting the side of their car this time very hard.

My woman. Heads would roll. I thanked the doctor and walked out of his office. I pulled out my phone and dialed a number I had been preserving for a long time. "Boss. Talk to me." "Someone is messing with what's mine and I need you to find everyone attached to this. I mean every single living soul." "Yes boss." "I'll send you all the details you need. I want results by tonight. Do not keep me waiting." "Consider it done boss."

I wanted to get rid of the feelings I couldn't seem to control. They were drinking from the humans now. The perpetrators are doing a great job of hiding themselves. And they seem to be the traitors who had made my life a living hell in our past life. The same people who had no conscience in ruining the lives of others as long as their greediness can get them what they wanted. Melvin stood. Dusting the dirt off his pants. "You can't hide it anymore boss, I know you are aiming for the white furs because of him." He sighed, stepping closer slowly.

I f**king gave her hope when he made her stranded she's pushing me to the wall she wanna bring out the monster in me I paced about my sitting room in anger I pulled out my phone and placed a call to one of my secret goons he alone can give me a clean job the phone ringed and he picked it up #hello boss# his thick voice boomed out #i have a job for you#

And the oldest, Giacomo, grey temples, Roman accent thick as supplì—his own countryman, inside for life since the Banda della Magliana days. They watched Vito the way wolves watch a new dog enter the pen. Giacomo flicked his cigarette away and walked over, slow, no hurry. “Vito Andolini,” he said, voice low. “They told me the Boss finally arrived. Thought you’d be taller.” Vito met his eyes. “They told you wrong. I’m not the boss of anything anymore.” Giacomo smiled without warmth. “In here, everyone’s something. Question is what you’re willing to pay to become it again.”

The little light that slipped through the cracks was dim and dirty, as if even the sun recoiled from peeking into that place. Her body was marked—not just by wounds, but by a deep, almost lethal exhaustion. Her mind drifted between delirium and brief moments of clarity. Every muscle screamed. Her mouth was dry, her stomach shrunken. And worst of all was the silence… the silence between his visits. Because when he came, the silence ended—but the terror began. Footsteps echoed again in the narrow corridor. Heavy. Determined. She knew. It was him. The door burst open, slamming against the wall. The boss stormed in, his expression loaded, like someone returning from war. His eyes were hard, blaz

One of his hands was lodged casually inside his pocket while the other was relaxed near the gun at his side. His boring, flat eyes skimmed over me like I was nothing to him. “I was… just looking around.” I said while straightening my spine. Hoping I looked as confident as I thought I sounded “Of course "However, the boss would rather you stay for dinner." He spoke in a respectful tone I was about to argue when a voice, as smooth as silk and as sharp as a blade, interrupted. "My curious kitten, ." Halfway down the stairs, Luca stood with his jacket gone, his shirt sleeves rolled up, and tattoos that seemed to belong, on his forearm.