Novel & Cerita Helluva Boss Spring Broken

Equal. Unbreakable.

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.

These are not the same question and the difference between them matters. My phone is on the nightstand. I pick it up. Open my messages. I find the thread from the first Bellamy Inc decline, which I have kept without deciding to keep it, and read it again. "Thank you for your interest in a strategic partnership with Bellamy Inc. At this time, the company is not seeking external acquisitions or partnership arrangements. We wish Carson Holdings continued success." I read it for what is probably the fortieth time. And for the fortieth time I find the texture of it, the specific considered quality, the warmth that is not quite warmth and the distance that is not quite distance.

Hell, I wasn’t good at anything that didn’t involve blood, violence, and revenge. But I had to figure it out. Because when she woke up, she would break. I would be the one to put her back together. The sound of my ringtone broke me out of my reverie, a frown creaked on my face as I looked at the caller id. "This better be good" I murmured under my breath before placing the phone on my ear. "I'm listening!" "Boss, the goods -" there was a pause but I could hear the way his heart was pounding fast.

When Coach pairs us for drills, the tension is so thick I can barely breathe. "Cross, you're overthinking it," Coach barks as my third pass goes wide. "Get your head in the game." But my head is across campus, wondering if Jules has eaten anything today. If she's crying in Maya's dorm. If she hates me yet. She should. I hate myself enough for both of us. "Water break," Coach calls. I grab my bottle and slump onto the bench. My knuckles throb where I punched my dorm wall last night, skin split and bruised.

"The boss wants to see you " He yelled at me above the club's noise. I scoffed. "The boss" was one hell of an arrogant man. “I’m not interested.” I told him, waving him off. Jessica overheard the exchange and rolled her eyes at me . “Girl , we're not asking you to fall in love with him , just get laid and get that asshole off your system for a bit.” I hesitated and looked in the dude’s direction . His eyes were still on me ,though an interested smirk now tipped a corner of his lips.

The Boss tilted his head slightly, his gray eyes scanning through them. “So, what exactly were you chasing?” One of the goons fumbled for words. “Uh—there was a girl. Tiny thing. We thought maybe we should grab her, y’know… just in case she saw something.” The Boss’s gaze didn’t budge. “And what about the job I gave you?” “Bobby’s handling it, Boss! We just—” “You just what?, thought you could slack off,” the Boss interrupted, his voice turning cold. “Do I look like I’m paying you to screw around?”

Initially, Shane didn’t respond, continuing towards his desk where he bent down to retrieve something from his lower drawer. I recognized the first aid kit as he returned to my side, gently coaxing me to give him my hand as he answered, “You ran away before either one of us could say anything on Monday, but let me respond now, baby. There’s no way in hell Micah or me are going to give up on you, and you’ve technically already slept with the boss, so no worries there.” He went about cleaning the minor burn, applying a topical spray that soothed the prickly sensation, but my head was spinning with is declaration, my vexation rising with his last comment.

he says as he takes a hit of his vape "I know and that's the problem, I didn’t think we would have this much chemistry in person. " I said, feeling slightly stressed. Matt just stood there looking as confused as ever, not really knowing what to say. “I say just fuck her and move on. It’s not like she’ll anything serious. Have fun with her now while your in Houston and just forget about her once you leave.-“ he says, only to be interrupted by the sound of someone knocking on the door.