Helluva Boss Striker Novels & Stories

I buried my face into my work and in just a matter of few minutes, the elevator door dinged open signaling the arrival of 'Thee Bosses'. I quickly got up on my feet as they both walked out of the elevator and holy cow! They were out of this world. Mr. Angry Bird stood proud and tall in a very neat burgundy hued 2 pieced suit. The white button-up dress shirt and a black tie marveled at his look. His hair was combed neatly on his head and oh his sexy furrowed brows! His 5 o'clock shadow stubble made my hands itch to stroke his scruffy face. He looked like a Greek god on Earth.

And now, I realized, maybe he only felt a bit of guilt last night, which is why he treated me well, but he is still the same boss who doesn't care about other people's feelings even when they are on the brink of death. “Good,” he finally said, swirling the last of the wine in his glass. “From this moment on, you belong to my plan. No more excuses, no more hesitations. When you're with me, you smile. You hold my hand. You play the role. Clear?” "Y-Yes, Sir..." I bowed my head, no longer able to endure his stare.

Clara caught him fast and snapped at me, "You ungrateful jerk! How dare you touch Philip!" She spun on the others. "What are you waiting for? You still think he's the CEO? Beat him!" They rushed in and pinned me down. "You fake. I've hated you for a while. Always acting cold, making me work overtime. Today you're getting what you deserve!" "You think just anyone can be CEO? You're a delusional idiot!" "Lombardo Corp belongs to Philip now. Who do you think you are?" Fists and kicks came nonstop. Blood filled my mouth.

They were Sent by one person—Devil They followed the signal from a tracking device, moving carefully through the building, Step by step Until they reached the top floor. There They saw him, Claudia's attacker whom they believed to be Jasmine Tied to a chair, Unconscious. A red light blinked steadily from the tracker. “Boss,” the front man reported through his comm. “We found him. Striker isn’t here.” A voice replied calmly. “Good. Take him. Then burn the place.” A pause. “He’s lucky to have escaped.” “Yes, my lord.” Outside, On the rooftop Striker lay in position, A sniper rifle steady in his grip.

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.”

I interrupted him and screamed “Yes. I mean I don’t even know who he is…” He interrupted me “You don’t know who the boss is?” “Yes; Why? Is he really mean or something?” I asked hopping for a positive answer. And his answer did make me feel better again. He said “Don’t worry newbie. The boss is really cool and handsome and kind and really understanding. Plus I am very sure the boss is going to be late too.” “How do you know he is going to be late?” I stopped panicking and asked a question out of curiosity.

She growled loudly as she felt like something inside her wanted to explode. “Wait for me—ahh! Lara.... fuck! "Her boss moaned, which made her more horny. "Ahh! Ahhh!” She growled. Lara stops herself from reaching the climax immediately. "Shit! You're fucking tight!! I'm cumming!” her boss grumbled. "Oh! Ohhh! I can't take it anymore, ohh! MAX!!!” She growled loudly as hot juices erupted from her core. After that, Maximo also filled her womb with its juices.

“Great, now you sound like our trainers.” “There’s a difference, though. We grew up with each other. The guy with the gut wound could be my brother or my cousin, my best friend. Get the idea?” “So, who are these Hell Hounds to you then? So that we know.” “Aria Redgrave. First cousin and a couple of years younger than I am. She’s the computer expert I was talking about, Hal. Please don’t get on her nasty side, or she will waste your time with so much computer nastiness your head will spin. Then we have Devine Kelos. She’s relatively new to our team, but she’s got a nose that can hunt anyone or anything down in a blink of an eye. It’s scary to watch Hilda play a game with Devine. Hunt for the

~2 months later~ The press has been relentless. Always trying to snap photos of me. Of Atlas. Of us together. We always made the headlines. “CEO Atlas Jones and new girlfriend Calliope Blackwood” “Calliope Blackwood, A Gold Digger?” Atlas eventually decided to hold a press conference to address the issues publically. I haven’t been feeling good lately. I’m laying on the couch cuddled up with not so small Titan watching it live.

When I called him he looked up at me and kept staring at me without blinking his eyes. ‘Whao! Someone got melted looking at me.’ I was grinning in my mind only to jolt awake when his loud voice fall on my ear. “Are you a tortoise? Why are you walking so slowly? Do I look like a driver to you? That I will be waiting for you in front of your house. I'm your Boss.” “Sorry, Boss.” I said meekly. Did he just have to spoil my whole mood? Jerk. “Do you want me to open the door for you madam?” He spoke with mockery and I immediately shook my head.