Helluva Boss X Reader Wattpad Novels & Stories

' reply Erika. [I was able to attend the event to see the author held at the hotel yesterday. I heard from the application of the ZE novel if you're sick. I mean parties ZE novels tell if the author of the novel 'My Boss,' sick. When there is a reader who asked the continuation of the novel.] [Actually, you're sick what? Why so often you're sick until the latest chapter of the continuation of 'My Boss' is always late.]

His eyes wandered to my breasts and my eyes trailed to his figure, he wore a long-sleeved shirt with black slacks, his muscles bulged through his shirt and he just looked so manly and dominant. "You don't look so bad yourself" I replied. He started the engine and began driving to the restaurant. "So what did you want to talk to me about?" He questioned. I noticed his veiny hands gripping the wheel, he had golden rings spread across his fingers and a beautiful silver watch. "Well, my dad got me a job as an assistant in your company, a guy named Liam is gonna be my boss. Now I don't know if I should continue stripping or just do both jobs" I sighed.

Alexander groaned and gave me a stern look. I grabbed the document and, still standing next to Alexander, bent over a bit too far, making my breasts nearly spill out of my neckline, then spoke close to his ear: "Boss, I think there's something odd about this report." He quickly swept his hand across the desk, pushing all the papers aside and causing documents to scatter across the floor. He grabbed my waist and placed me on the desk, standing up and positioning himself between my legs. Grinding his erection against me, he looked into my eyes and said:

“Then why is your heart beating so fast?” “Because you’re—” She gasped as my hand moved lower, sliding along her collarbone. “You’re too close.” “I could get closer.” I brushed my lips against her ear, and she made a small sound that went straight to my cock. “Much closer.” “This is...” She tried again, her voice shaking. “This is inappropriate. You’re my boss.” “Right now, I’m just a man who wants you.” My hand finally cupped her breast through her shirt, and her eyes fluttered closed. “And you’re just a woman who wants me back.”

His aura of dominance radiated once more, filling the cramped apartment room. ​"I am a werewolf. Not just a regular wolf, but an Alpha. And what you did last night was a massive insult and a highly inappropriate act." ​Nichole fell silent for a moment. She stared at her boss's face—handsome and fierce, yet now looking so convincing in his delusion. ​Instead of arguing or panicking again, Nichole actually smiled even wider. An understanding smile she often gave her five-year-old nephew when the boy claimed to be a superhero.

Ultimately, he gave one final thrust, and I could feel his dick pulsing as he erupted his love gruel in my throat, not once but thrice in quick succession. He emitted a sigh of relief as he placed his feet once more on the floor and slowly pulled out of my upper core. I stopped resting my shoulders on the couch and swallowed his cumwad. Some of his jism trickled down the corner of my mouth. I made sure to lick it off, and then, I inched forward to lick the remnants of his love gruel that was adorning his dick. Once I was done doing that, I rose to my feet and stared at him with a lustful gaze. “Boss Wyatt, I want you to fuck me like I stole your money,” I told him, hugging him and pressing m

Today, I finally cracked and rushed into the restroom to deal with it. And that was when my boss, Fabian Peters, caught me in the act. I was already preparing for the worst, thinking I would be fired on the spot. But instead, he handed me money and told me to sleep with his wife. Staring at that thick stack of cash, I honestly felt like I was dreaming. When I hesitated, Fabian frowned. "What? You don't think my wife's attractive?" "No, no, it's not that," I said quickly, waving my hands. But before I could finish, he cut me off.

he said, his voice rough. He pulled her wet shirt up and over her head, tossing it aside. Her bra was next. He unhooked it with one hand and threw it away. Her breasts spilled free, nipples tight and sensitive. Jake lowered his head and took one nipple into his mouth. He sucked hard, his tongue flicking over the hard peak. Mira gasped and arched her back. The sensation shot straight down to her pussy. She felt herself getting wetter, her panties already soaked from more than just the rain.

He replied, “Boss is on the way.” He went out and as I just sipped the water from my glass, the door opened and it was yesterday’s girl so I gulped the water and coughed as I saw her. I stood up and both of us asked the same question at the same time, “What are you doing here?” The guy entered and he said, “Boss, he is Mr. Wellington.” I was shocked and asked, “She is your boss?” She also asked, “What? He is Mr. Wellington?” He nodded and said, “Mr. Wellington, she is my boss, Ms. Emma Swift. Do you guys know each other?” She said, “Kind of… Okay, stay out.” He went out.

He was sitting behind his desk, watching her as she slowly stripped her T-shirt over her head. She had already kicked off her Sketchers. Riley closed her eyes, trying to block him out. How had life gotten so fucked up and out of control that she was doing a striptease for the most dangerous mafia boss in town, right in the office of his underground casino? She could feel the heat of his eyes on her and knew he was tracing every inch of creamy flesh she revealed. Her mind frantically scrambled over the problem of which piece of clothing to take off next.