Helluva Boss Verosika Crew Novels & Stories

Their eyes landed on her. “Well well,” one said with a grin. “The mighty Gun finally brings someone along.” Another laughed. “So she’s the mystery woman. You know, we placed bets he’d die alone.” “I still think he might,” the third added, sipping his drink. “But this one… she’s beautiful.” Mia’s throat tightened. She tried to smile, failed. One of the men extended a hand. “I’m Corven. This is Malik, Theo, and Samir.”

Her arms were wrapped tighter around her boss's shoulders. "I've been watching you all this time" "Really? May I ask why?” “Because of your lips. I really want to taste those pink lips. I want to suck them, then lick them.” Her breath hitched and her cheeks flushed. She didn’t expect her boss to whisper such filthy words in the middle of a ballroom full of classy, ​​upper-class people. Her skin prickled at the feel of her boss’s hot breath on her face. “People are watching us.”

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.