Lock Screen Helluva Boss Wallpaper Novels & Stories

"I was just passing by, but then I heard you grumbling all stressed out, so I decided to stop and ask if you needed anything. You know how it is, right? I can help you relax a little bit. I can give you a shoulder massage, another massage for your little friend... poor thing must need some play time." "Go to hell, Egg Sandwich! I already told you I'm not interested in your services!" I answered. "You know, I'd really like to understand why the boss here likes what you do." "Oh, you'd have to try it to know!" He smiled and came in. "Look, I'll be nice! I'll give you a shoulder massage to help you relax. You'll see my hands are magic. The rest is even more magical, if you want to find out."

But something made him tap the notification, open the message. A photo loaded. A photo of them in the elevator of his building. Her pressed against the mirrored wall, his mouth on her neck, her eyes closed in obvious ecstasy. Her dress was hiked up around her hips. His hand was clearly between her thighs. The image was high quality—taken through the security camera, then enhanced and cropped to focus on the most damning details. Unmistakably them. Below the photo, a message: “Does HR know you’re fucking the boss? Walk away in 24 hours or everyone sees everything.”

She stops at the head of the table. “Good day gentleman. You can all stand up. The Boss will be entering now” she says and her voice sounds familiar but I just cannot place where I have heard it before. The Boss enters the room with a black cloak covering his face. He walks around the room and takes the seat at the head of the table, right below the vent where Lilliana and I are hiding. The Boss places his hands on the arm rests and I notice a ring on his left small- finger. Johnny has told me about these rings, he has one just like it. The rings are a symbol of your position and rank as a Mafia boss. This Boss has the same symbol on his ring that Johhny has. It carries the engraving of a fa

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But the curiosity gripped her by the throat and pulled her under. The screen lit up. No lock. Just the home screen. And there it was. Right in front of her face. His wallpaper. She froze. Her blood turned to ice. Her fingers shook. Her breath stopped. Her heart stuttered, then slammed back to life in a way that made her dizzy. Because the image on the screen— was her. No. Not her. Her mouth parted. Her fingers moved on their own, lifting the phone closer as if it would change the truth.

“Lashe please can you lend me your phone?” Tolu asked as Lashe passed his phone to her as he continued checking through one of his notes. He was cross checking for his answers in the just finished tests. Tolu blinked her eyes as she looked at the lock screen wallpaper. it was a GIF wallpaper of Ibukun trying to wink. She turned to Lashe. “Ibukun is your wallpaper?” she asked as Lashe turned to her. “Huh?” Lashe asked and Tolu waved his phone in front of him.

“I’ll do everything I can. You won’t be alone, Calliope. Not now, not ever.” He immediately got to work. Additional cameras went up in corners I hadn’t even considered. Motion sensors were calibrated to detect even the slightest movement. He added new layers of encryption to my phone and laptop, creating digital walls that even the most determined intruder would struggle to penetrate. Throughout it all, he checked on me, offering small comforts. At one point, he pulled out a small package from his bag. “For the babies,” he said quietly. “Figured they might need something.”

That his darkness could contain it, extinguish its luminous flame, and take possession of that pure and innocent soul. He held her to his chest while she was still resisting him and screaming and babbling, he held her with his neck raised to the sky, a sound full of roars in his chest, after which the walls shook, the windows were slashed, the trees swayed, the birds and squirrels fled, and all the inhabitants of the island stopped doing their jobs, astonished, wondering about The reason for their king's revolution, for the last time his cry was heard was the day he received the scar that tattooed his soul before his body.....

He watched me eat him up with his eyes as he tossed his head back to take another sip of his whiskey,his eyes peeking at me from under long luscious lashes. I was enamoured by his eyes. I've never seen eyes like his in my life .Under the bar's strobe lights ,his eyes glinted with an icy gray and warm golden colour.The red motes in the iris's of his eyes sparkles. I watched him undress me with his eyes . My nerve endings began to tingle. He whispered to a heavily built man whose body language screamed "security detail " . In seconds,the heavily built made for me . "The boss wants to see you "

With my eye locked in to the papers in my hand "Shawn, Leave the tea." At the corner of my eye, I saw his face light up again. "Yes boss." he put the mug next to me and went out. I couldn't help but look at him from behind as he walked away and smile. When I realized that I was smiling too hard, I cleared my throat and picked the mug up to take a sip. When I turned the mug, I saw writing on it. It said 'Worlds best apple lady!' and right next to it there is a cute little smiley face. Again I couldn't help but smile. Lunch hour I ate where I usually eat. Had a great day and went home.