Sin Of Gluttony Helluva Boss の小説・ストーリー

Nor did she stop when her boss yelled at her to stop acting like a child. -Jandé, I said stop! -Imanol exclaimed and ran after her to stop her, not imagining what would happen. -Ah, you asshole, watch where you're going to step! -said Jandé, holding up a part of the blouse that exposed her breasts. -I'm sorry, Jandé, it was not my intention to ... -Close your eyes and turn around, you ruined my blouse, you pervert! -She interrupts him, annoyed and too embarrassed that her boss has seen part of her breasts.

F*ck the woman, he wanted nothing more than to bury his c*ck deep inside her sweetness, in the wet core of her sex, and ride her hard, his teeth sinking into the soft mounds of her full breasts as she shuddered and pleaded and moaned beneath his hard body… He scowled as he brought his mind back to the present with some difficulty. Gustav, his valet, a thin man with a shaved head, glanced at Boss. He knew about his boss’s insatiable sexual appetite. He also knew that his Boss had a hard-on every time he thought of his wife.

The new Boss uttered with a deep voice. “You make it sound like he is a god,” Luca muttered, but Lorenzo could see that his statement was more of a question. Lorenzo chuckled softly and walked back to him, looking him in the eyes. “I don’t know about gods, but Scarface is something unlike what we have seen. Years ago, we were on a mission together and I watched him take a bullet to the chest without any bullet proof. The son of a bitch stood up and pulled nine millimeters of silver metal out of his chest like it was nothing, right before he killed the motherfucker that shot him. Leonardo Salvatore is the devil’s incarnate, when I say he has no heart, I am not saying that figuratively, I mean

His dark piercing eyes locked onto mine like a predator pinning down its prey. "You get your sisters doses only when you fulfill my daily demands Maya " Julian whispered, his voice a low terrifying growl right against my ear. I kept my hands pressed flat against his chest feeling the steady beat of his heart through his leather jacket. "What... What do you want from me?" I breathed, terrified of the answer. Julians slow terrifying smile spread across his face in the shadows of the car. He reached up his thumb gently tracing the line of my trembling jaw making a shiver run down my spine that had nothing to do with the cold rain.

“Yes, if I hadn’t signed the contract, he would have killed me and everyone in the brothel, even he might have hurt you too,” “He had already hurt me enough to kill me, I am an empty body now, he took away everything,” My tears stopped when my vision got blurry. Mattia kneeled before me, her glammed up face got my eyes, “Angel, you have to be strong for yourself. You have to defeat him, otherwise, he would get worse day by day,” I wanted to sob and ask her why… Why did he have to hurt me? Wasn’t he doing it enough? “I can’t… I can’t, Mattia, he is a satan… I can’t defeat him,” I began sobbing again and she hugged me. I hooked my arms around her, tightly. She rubbed my back and pulled away.

"Uh-huh, and he was clearly not staring at you like you're a goddess. Sometimes, I think you just have a pretty head on your shoulders but yet you're so dense when it comes to men. That man was flirting with you and you made a total fool of yourself. You should have flirted back, but you couldn't utter a word. I don't blame you though, he's really hot." "What are you talking about? Besides, did you see his tattoo? He's branded by the devil, there's no way someone like him and someone like me can end up together. We're worlds apart." "Oh please, he did that to himself, not the devil and his tattoo was nice. You're so obsessed with church. If you ask me, I think that men with tattoos are the n

He smirked before opening the baby oil, pouring a slick amount onto my stomach and pussy. Just as the oil made contact with my skin, I felt a shiver run through my spine and a knotted guilt formed in my chest as I recalled how bad what I was about to do seemed. The oil was warm, but the guilt burned hotter. “Besides, I have a boyfriend at home.” I mused within myself as my conscience began to judge me.

He asked, seethed. The woman nodded with difficulty, she tried to open her mouth but except for air, nothing came. The devil smirked at me, "This is what happens Ella when someone hurts me deeply," He said staring into my eyes and then inserted his hand inside her pu**y, as she opened her eyes wide startled by his actions. She shouted in pain and fear but it was too late as the devil pulled her womb out of her body with cruelty. BOOM

“Why are you looking so hard for the boss, princess? Didn’t get enough of him last night?” “Where is he?” Her voice cracked this time, a dangerous mix of desperation and fury. Lucian froze, fist pressed against the bag, jaw tightening. “Let her in,” he barked. A pause, then Enzo’s low whistle. “As you wish, boss.” The door creaked open a moment later, and Serena stormed inside. She didn’t hesitate. She didn’t speak. She marched straight up to him and crack—her palm connected with his cheek in a sharp, stinging slap.

she asked. Now, I think it is my time to open up. I looked at the doorway. That’s where they have their entrance. “Just like what other boss do? Command and keep on talking about something I don’t even know,” I casually said. I don’t want to meet her gaze because I am bad at lying. Peter is the most badass boss I have ever encountered. A man who can’t keep his mouth shut when he is horny. Keeps talking about sex. “He is always like and he is a flirt to everyone,” she says.