Helluva Boss Reviews Novels & Stories

A few bulky bodyguards stepped in. They slammed me down and ripped my clothes off. A neon vest—"FAKE"—went on. A placard hung from my neck. The camera zoomed in for the livestream. [Hell yeah! You're the king! This is peak content. Every expose hits hard!] [Thought rich dudes act untouchable why you crawling now.] [Philip, don't stop. Keep it coming. Need the next part.] Philip looked down at me. "My fans want it? I deliver."

The pressure of work must have ruined her boss's sanity. ​The burden of leading a multinational company had caused Mr. King to suffer a psychological breakdown, hallucinating that he was a fictional monster from a trashy novel, and then somehow the man ended up naked on the roof of his own company's building before Nichole accidentally brought him home. ​Everything suddenly made sense! Her boss was a madman who needed a psychiatrist's help, not a mythical werewolf.

I slash him. “...Arrgh.” He grunts, red bubbling across his chest. “You psycho." You’re not pushing me away. You love it. You enjoy pain, right? “P-Peach.” Arden clutches the sheets as I lick the trail on his chest. “Suck me already.” He tastes so badly good. My shit head boss. I slash his arm. Not severe, but deep enough to mark him. He’ll remember this night when he grovels at my feet, begging for mercy, where there’s none.

" Sunny slapped his forehead. "Not even her p**sy can stand between me and the float."" He stated. "Wow, gross."" Sunny and Hailey said something that made him laugh. ~ ~ Zed lay in his bed, reminiscing about his boss. He couldn't believe he'd let herself use him. She certainly knows how to make a man happy, and that bj damn! The conscience pricked him. Shut up, I'm trying to be angry at her, I'm not happy about being used, and you're right, she sure knows how to give one. He had come to terms with his conscience.

He was having a blast. “So um, since I was at the spa today, I wanted to know if the furniture delivery and set up went smoothly?” I asked. He glanced up once he was finished prepared the meal. “Yes. Everything went according to your specifications. And I must say, I’m highly impressed Allie”. I beamed. “Thank you Atlas”. “It was no bother little one. I have high expectations from my employees and you e been able to do more than someone who has been working for the company for the past 10 years. You’ve done well” he said handing me a plate.

And, I bet that it's more than a hundred words. This is just so effin' great! A bossy, perfectionist, arrogant, and a bit of a jerk for a boss... I'm gonna be enjoying this for sure. Damn!