Helluva Boss Veronica Mayday 소설 & 이야기

Chapter Twenty-Six Mikaela: My eyes enlarged, my eyeballs almost rolling out of their sockets. How did she know my name? Oh, so the bossy vibe wasn't fake after all. “Oh, girl, where are my manners?” Her steps became quicker, her heels knocking against the hard concrete of the road. “I'm Veronica. Veronica Black.” She introduced, and at this point, she was only a few inches away from me, our eyes boring into each other's. “I hope you know what that means?”

Pain washed over her face, emotional, mental, everything all at once. “Mark, you just don’t understand,” she whispered, voice cracking. “I quit because… my boss is a real monster.” “Shut up!” Mark roared. “Your boss is a monster?” She nodded gently. “No,” he hissed, stepping closer. “I’m gonna remind you who you really… really should be afraid of.” He shoved past her, heading for the back seat of the car. She watched helplessly as he grabbed the bottle of the beer he had gotten, hit everything on the floor and all the bottles broke, spilling drinks everywhere.

They were all screaming Elspeth's name. Silently I stood up from where she attacked me. She has no knowledge that I blocked her attack. I sighed and removed the waterfall braids onto my hair before I break their fun. "Silence!" I screamed loud, and with one word, what I wanted was then granted. Pure silence covered the place as I ascend, glowing because of my aura. I held my head high and turned my gaze to the demons around me. With a glare, one by one they went down onto their knees. "I am Veronica Vane. I am your one and only true Queen and Herald. No impostor can bring me down to the ground."

Elizabeth's eyes widened, a sharp gasp escaping her lips as the heat of his release seared her insides, pushing against her battered walls. Her body betrayed her instantly, clenching hard around his pulsing cock, the spasms ripping through her like lightning. Waves of savage pleasure crashed over her, mingling with the fresh stings from his claws and bites, turning the pain into an explosive climax that made her scream. Her walls milked him greedily, walls fluttering and squeezing, drawing out every drop of his demonic seed as it painted her depths. Tears streamed down her face, her breasts heaving with ragged breaths.

Platinum blonde hair in bouncy curls, a tiny hot pink dress that looked like it lost a fight with a sewing machine, and heels that made her legs look like they had their own I*******m account. She eyed me like I was the dirt under her overpriced Louboutins. “Hi, can I help you?” I asked politely, even though my inner voice was screaming, Girl, you look like you were spat out of Barbie’s plastic throat. She gave a little snort. “I’m Sabrina Rodriguez. Dominic Steele’s fiancée. So technically, I’m your boss too.” She gave me a once over, nose scrunched like I smelled like expired milk. “Now, go get me a strawberry latte from across the street. Two minutes. Chop chop.”

He held a thick envelope in one hand and a phone in the other. “Boss.” His voice cracked. “You need to see this.” Luca's expression instantly changed as he stepped in front of me, subtly but deliberately, like a human shield. “Talk.” The man hesitated only a second before giving him the envelope. Luca opened it to reveal some photos. I could not see the details, but I could see the tightness in his jaw and the tick near his temple. Then the phone was passed, and a video was already playing. It had no sound, just grainy images. I quietly stepped around him and took a peek.

"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.

I down the remainer of my drink and nod, "anything else you'd like to say to your future Alpha?" I swipe my hand down my face, when I hear footsteps in the distance, I stand and look up, Veronica is starting to walk down the stairs, she's gorgeous, in a red halter top dress, flowing down her body, hugging her curves, she looks like a goddess in that dress. I tilt my head as I see her hair, is up in some kind of honeycomb sweep, as her face gets closer I immediately put on a stoic mask, who the fuck did this make up, she doesn't even look like herself. "Bastien, what's wrong?" her voice cracks.

I say, and they smile at me. “Thank you. We trust you.” Hellen says on their behalf. “Okay. Make sure everything is in order. I heard the new boss does not entertain nonsense, so be careful.” I warn them because, the way Boss Martin said it, we really need to be really weary of him. And we cannot just screw things up on the first day. “And who is this new boss? Do you know him?” Hellen asks. I shake my head.

“And I’m not alone. I have you, the children. And these people? They underestimate us. Just like they always have.” Before he could reply, his phone buzzed. He pulled it out, his expression shifting from concern to shock. He handed it to Belle without a word. It was a news alert, with a photo that turned her blood cold...Veronica, elegant, poised, outside a luxury hotel, smiling for cameras. The headline read: Veronica Hale Returns to the City: Business Maven Claims Ties to Blackwood Empire, Ready for New Ventures.