Helluva Boss Verosika Novels & Stories

Well, putting away all of that aside, Natasha had hit the shower and put on a fresh pair of blue jeans with a pink top and a white sweater before getting into white sneakers. She let her blond hair rest above her shoulders as she grabbed a bag and put something in a sort of cage right next to her closet. "Come on out, V," she started after setting down what she had put at the base of the cage. A moment later, something slithered out from a dark corner of the cage. A snake;a green viper to be exact. Taika had given her the snake when she and her mother had gone on a visit to Hawaii, where she had learnt was her birth place.

“Of course, I expected less from a dussy.” “Arden!” Deja Vu slices into me. Papa always calls me that. ‘A pussy with a penis,’ he’d say. But Arden’s not my Papa and has no fucking right to call me that. Arden’s voice drops to a sinister snarl. “It’s boss.” I grit my teeth. One day. One fucking day, he’ll feel what it’s like to be me. “Boss.” “And?” “They want to expand,” I keep my firm, trying not to notice how close he’s standing. “Yorkshire, London, and Scotland. They need partners and investors worldwide. Our ad team pulls twenty thousand views daily—”

I rolled to my feet, blood dripping down my arm, and charged forward with a snarl, this ended now. “Boss, there’s too many!” Vera warned, but I was already in motion. I vaulted over a crate and fired point-blank into an enemy’s face, then used his body as a shield while I advanced. Bullets thudded into the corpse. Another gunman swung around the corner I headbutted him, then put a bullet in his gut at close range. Through the smoke and muzzle flashes, I saw Rossi, standing on the roof of a warehouse, flanked by shooters, that smug fucking grin visible even at distance.

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."

"Girl, you're about to marry one of the most powerful, most insanely hot men in the country. And you're telling me you're not even slightly excited?" Von gasps, clutching his chest. "No, babe, you don't understand. The Wrevco clan is like... like a living, breathing, billionaire Greek god factory." Heather nods furiously. "It's ridiculous. Like, it's illegal to be that attractive."

He yelled, his voice trembling. The boss began to swerve back and forth, trying to shake off the car that was following them. He began cursing and yelling at the supposed assassin. “Who the hell are you?!” “What the fuck do you want,man!” The gunshots kept coming. “Boss he is getting closer”. The Boss's eyes went to the rear mirror. “Motherfucker!” He cursed seeing that he was almost caught up,and he was running out of fuel too. “Brats!” The unknown assassin cursed and suddenly swerved the car, hitting the side of their car this time very hard.

“So don't blame innocent guys.” “Carter!” Frank Moore's voice cut through the office like a rusty knife. My boss loomed over my desk, his cheap suit reeking of cigarettes and… failure. He slapped a folder down hard enough to make my empty coffee cup rattle. “Drop the Z-list crap. I've got your next assignment.” I flipped open the folder. A glossy 8x10 headshot of a man stared back at me, all sharp cheekbones, icy blue eyes, and a smirk that probably made stockbrokers wet their pants.

At least, not yet. Upon seeing me, he attempted a smile. That alone nearly warranted a bullet in his forehead. “Boss,” he said, nodding as if this were an ordinary evening. “Didn’t expect to see you tonight.” I advanced slowly. Every action, intentional. “I’m sure you didn’t.” He had the nerve to shrug. “Is everything alright?” “Let me ask you something.” I crouched down in front of him. “Did you believe you could outsmart me? Or were you aware that you were facing death and thought you might as well enjoy the plunge?”

He sounded like he had completely lost his mind. “Are you threatening me?” I asked. “No,” he replied calmly. “Because that will be your job. I’m your boss, and no matter how much you try to disobey my rules, I’ll make sure you’ll still end up where I want you to be.”

【Gift Revenue: $47,389】 The number was spinning. I could feel a change in the Boss's body. He no longer felt as ethereal. He was becoming more solid, more… human. "Do you have any idea what you're asking for?" he growled, his voice low and dangerous. His pale hand moved to my neck. The touch was cold, but real. 【OMG! Are they going to kiss?!】 【Did this just turn from a horror movie to... an adult film?】 【What are you talking about? The Boss is obviously about to choke her!】