Helluva Boss Villains Novels & Stories

"Tell them we're bringing in a new girl. A special one." "Wait," I said quickly. "How do I know you'll keep your word? How do I know you won't hurt them anyway?" Big Jim's smile disappeared. "Because I'm a businessman, little girl. I keep my deals. You work for me, your family stays safe. You try to run, you try to cause trouble, and..." He shrugged. "Well, let's just say your daddy won't be the only one who gets hurt." I closed my eyes, trying to think. Trying to find another way.

I had never imagined Chad would be such a jerk. When Chad and his friend laughed at Annika, I was indignant. I rushed over to cover his mouth, not realizing how pale Annika looked. She fumbled, desperately wanting to run, and eventually tripped and fell into the swimming pool. Nathan saved her, and it became a classic tale of the prince saving the ordinary girl, just like in many romantic stories. People loved to read these kinds of stories. As the couple's story gained popularity on campus, it became evident that it needed a villain, a malicious character who would bully Cinderella and try to steal her prince away. I was perfect for that role.

“Good night, Gabriel. It’s impossible to talk to you tonight. Kisses.” “Good night, woman with indecisive eyes.” She hung up. And she did as he said. She needed a good night’s sleep. A break. The next morning, Zoe was at a glittering business event packed with billionaires. She couldn’t resist. She discreetly aimed her phone at Thor and recorded a thirty-second video. Then she sent it to Celina with a caption: “For all his arrogance, the Big Boss is gorgeous. Look at what you’re missing, girl. He’s a hit, you know?”

Heavens what was happening here? "Oh my God. I didn't know I'll meet the two bosses in person. Pardon my manners, I am Lloyd Hussell of Hussell Lawyers and..." "Hussell Lawyers? Is it that shittiest law firm baby?" Mr. Scott looked at Mr. Calu who nodded and massaged my hand. "Ohhhh... So you are the new boss huh? I thought you'd make a few changes. But you are failing miserably." I wish I wasn't too gobsmacked to capture the look on Lloyd's face.

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.”

He chuckled shortly and shook his head the same way you'd do when you know your toddler was lying to you. “Word is that The Dead Revenants are currently engaged in a rival feud with the Hellfangs MC. Now, while I don't know who those notorious criminals are, I assure you that I'm gonna find them, Mr Voss.” He actually knew so much, too much about the gangs, I'll give him that. But whatever he was up against, he had no idea of how dangerous it was and how it would all turn against him in a bad way if he dug too deep.

But look how far I got. I am a werewolf, the Luna of a Pack. And most importantly, my boss is a werewolf! THE END

It sounded crazy saying it out loud, but Don Julio didn’t laugh. Didn’t even blink, he just listened as his eyes kept narrowing like he was piecing together a puzzle. When I finished, silence hung thick as the smoke. He sipped his bourbon finally, then set it down with a clink. “This Boss,” he said slowly. “Sounds like a ghost. Tech-savvy with eyes everywhere. He's a manipulator, he could be a rival crew testing you. Or something worse—fed, maybe. Or one of those digital phantoms who play god from a basement.”

But Thorne was swift in reading Valeska's plan, and immediately said, glaring at her, "I am not involved in any shady business with Blackwell. Yes, he's my business partner. But I know nothing about his private life." Val's smile faded into a cold emotionless stare, as her father assured her that he's clean. "I'm only warning you to stay away from Dante and Blackwell. This is their fight, not yours! You don't have to get yourself tangled in this. Dante is a dangerous man you can't protect. He will make you regret your decision one day." "It's already too late, Mr Thorne," Val replied, pushing her seat back, with her hands falling on the armrests.

I With her mind spinning with everything that has been taught to her by Ms. Dahlia, Gerthel could not help to slouch on the bed and sigh several times. She could not remember everything that Ms. Dahlia told her, actually. “Ms. Dahlia, just a question, what is the business of Boss Dar?” She asked curiously. Ms. Dahlia’s right eyebrow lifted while staring at her. “Everybody inside this mansion knows that the Boss is the notorious Mafia Lord Dar. From where are you, Ms. Gerthel, and you seemed to be innocent of almost everything?”