Stella Helluva Boss Novels & Stories

Chapter 77 Author's POV. " Boss, boss! " A scar-faced man yelled as he ran to where his boss was. The boss in question was none other than Rick, who was currently drinking from a glass of beer. " What is it? " He asked nonchalantly. I just used the binoculars and found two cars coming towards this area. " Two cars? Are you sure? " " Yes, Boss ." " Oh, so it means that Stella didn't listen to my instructions, she's playing with fire and would get burned. " He said.

Oh, no, miss, I am not shaken by that look. "Well, I will. And, you can't do anything about that." She proclaimed, and I think she is not gonna give in. But, I have my ace and I am gonna play it. "Well, hell, no. Are you forgetting something, Mia? I am your freaking boss. And, you will do what I say, remember?" I asserted as I emphasize that I am the alpha of the alphas here. Then, the woman's face began to turn red as she might be so damn angry right now.

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.

Instead, she’d been fucked into oblivion by the man she’d thought was just her demanding, impossible boss. Her demanding boss who was also her mysterious online Dom. Her demanding boss who’d made her scream his name loud enough that his neighbors probably heard. Loud enough that she’d lost her voice. Her demanding boss who’d held her after, who’d bathed her in his huge marble tub, who’d brushed her hair with such tenderness she’d nearly cried. She should feel violated. Manipulated. Used. Instead she felt… peaceful. More peaceful than she’d felt in years. Maybe ever. Like something inside her had finally clicked into place. Like a puzzle piece finding the slot it was always meant to fill. Lik

she spat out the word 'boss' while glaring towards the direction of Ferguson's office. “Whoa,” Rob chuckled. “Sh*t hole? Weren't you just having a great lesson in that sh*t hole?” She didn't respond to that, but shrugged her shoulders nonchalantly instead. “Alright, what's going on? Why do you seem upset with my boss?” he asked. They're finally done picking up the files, Stella handed her bunch to him and looked right in his eyes. “Listen to me, Rob,” he nodded attentively. “Your boss is an a*shole!”

Stella explained. Aurora’s face darkened with anger. “Why didn’t he ask me if I wanted to go?” she demanded. “Madam, please,” Stella whispered urgently. “Don’t act like that. Boss just doesn’t know how to express his feelings. If he didn’t care about you, he wouldn’t have hired one of New York’s best glam artists for you. Please, let’s get you ready. The bath will relax your tense muscles.” Sighing, Aurora allowed Stella to help her undress and guide her into the scented bathtub. As the warm water enveloped her, she closed her eyes.

“Take this damn woman.” “Yes, Boss!” they replied in unison, making Stella even more scared. Her body trembled, and her legs felt weak. They had already been weak from walking around, and now they were even weaker from facing Damian and his men. “Let me go!” Stella screamed as two men grabbed her arms and dragged her. “Help!” “Shut her up!” Damian ordered. One of the men quickly followed Damian’s command, gagging Stella with a cloth he had prepared. They walked through a quiet corridor towards the emergency exit leading to the basement. Before long, they reached the basement and immediately got into a car.

--------- STELLA looked up and saw a lady came in her room following by 2 men with a lot of shopping bags in their hands. As the lady ordered these men to put them all on a table. They did as they were asked about and left the room but the lady stayed. Lady: Hello Miss Stella. Boss sent me with your outfits i will be hanging them in your closet. with that she took the bags and left to her closet. Honestly Stella did not care nor she bothered to look at them. She was really not liking this luxury or anything. Its just, she didn't want anything . The lady came back after 15 minutes, after greeting she left and there STELLA was left alone again.

Upon returning to the MPV and just as Stella took her seat, she swept everything off the table, saying, "Melody is quite something. She's even more impressive than me now, leaving Shaun completely dumbfounded. She's got some skills!" Witnessing this scene, the manager tried to console her with a forced smile. "Stella, why are you getting upset with her? We have a shoot tomorrow. Getting angry now might affect your skin, and it won't look good on camera." "What's the use of looking good? I've told you, 'War Song' is crucial for my transformation. Why didn't you fight harder for it?" Stella directed her frustration straight at her manager. The manager listened to the complaint, acknowledging i

Instead, they were smirking and said, "Hey young lady, you like it rough ya!" Stella's scalp was tingling when she heard the drunkards' devilish laughter. She shouted, "Do you know who I am? I'm Stella George, a superstar. It's best if you don't lay a finger on me, or else you won't be able to see the daylight."