Reader X Helluva Boss นิยาย & เรื่องราว

【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!】

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.

I can take at least five of them with me to hell. "Don Rizzuto!" boomed an amplified voice from outside, with that arrogant Roman cadence, cold as the marble of a courtroom. "We're the Carabinieri of the ROS. You're done playing hide-and-seek. Come out with your hands up, or we'll come in and drag you out like a bag of garbage!"

Joe's voice sounding along with them, as he pushed his men forward through the frey of black armored soldiers, stark against their own glowing silver armour. Ambrose was cutting through men like grass, when he felt a knee trembling flash of terror and fear, deep within him. He paused his fighting, leaving himself exposed, just as a soldier lifted his sword to cut the Lord down. When a slither of metal pierced right through the back of the soldier's neck, gurgling on his own blood, the soldier collapsed - to reveal the bloodied face of Ravyn. The Shadow's eyes, filled with the icy determination of a warrior in battle.

Then froze. Of course. Of fucking course. The universe hated me. Lukas stood inside alone. My boss looked infuriatingly perfect this morning, his dark suit fit him flawlessly, his silver watch gleamed beneath the overhead lights, his hair looked annoyingly neat. And those grey eyes, those awful, dangerous grey eyes, immediately found mine. A slow smile tugged at his mouth, it was just enough to tell me how much he was enjoying this. I wanted to scream. Instead, I stared straight ahead. If looks could kill, the man would already be dead.

I blinked rapidly, reading quickly from the paper and back at them. “You'll…” “It's simple, Rebecca. You will be our sex slave. It's not stated there because the paper could get into wrong hands” my boss cut in, calmly. I looked to his wife, her tongue wetting her bottom lip as she looked at me intensely making me swallow hard, my eyes widening before glancing to back at my boss. This wasn't a joke… right? I had forgotten how to breath. ‘A sex slave?’ ‘These things were real?’ My thoughts must have reflected on my face because my boss cleared his throat, throwing his head back to look at his wife who nodded at him in silent communication.

I’d hoped to find something hidden among his designer shirts or personal items, but there wasn’t even a loose thread on those high-end fabrics. “This is useless…” I muttered, kneeling beside the massive bed. “There’s nothing in this place. I have to find something, anything.” But just as I was about to leave and check the office, one of Cassian’s enforcers appeared. His face was marred with scars, his cold eyes and rigid posture making the air around him thick and intimidating. “Lilian Reed?” he asked, and I could only nod. The man extended his hand. “The Boss sent this for you.”

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:

Seriously, how could a silly girl like me be able to kidnap a cruel mafia boss like him? But ... looking at his smile just now, it seems like he's not as cruel as people say. How can a cruel person smile so sweetly? Oh? Or am I meeting the wrong person? He is indeed Nick the Black Shadow, right? "Listen to me, sweety girl, you'll get high if you drink this, you better order something else," he said softly. Oh, his voice ... that deep, raspy, sexy voice tickled my ears. The charm of a mafia boss is truly extraordinary.

, he said smiling. "Is Mr. Ross okay?", I asked him. "He will be fine, the guys had taken him to the doctor", he replied. "Better", I said picking up my phone from the table and saw missed calls from Gloria. "I guess they had gotten home, I hope that Violet is o-", I hadn't finish my statement when Henry shoved me aside and got shot in the heart. "Oh Fuck", he groaned in great pain. I made a grave mistake by leaving Jim alone, where he got a gun from, I never knew but that bullet was meant for me, and that's not just it, the bullet was made with wolfsbane.