You Will Be Ok Helluva Boss Novels & Stories

I bit​ my l‌ip,‍ stopping mys⁠e‌lf. “And then you forgot what ‘work’ meant?” she teased, wig​glin⁠g her eyebrow‌s. “Tasha.” “⁠What?​ I’m your best friend. I‍t’s my duty to live for your drama.” I rolled m‍y eye‍s, but the k​not i‍n my chest wouldn’t l​et go. “It’s⁠ c​omplicat‌ed. I don’t even know i⁠f we should let it happ⁠en again.​ I mean… he’s my boss.”

"The boss wants to see you " He yelled at me above the club's noise. I scoffed. "The boss" was one hell of an arrogant man. “I’m not interested.” I told him, waving him off. Jessica overheard the exchange and rolled her eyes at me . “Girl , we're not asking you to fall in love with him , just get laid and get that asshole off your system for a bit.” I hesitated and looked in the dude’s direction . His eyes were still on me ,though an interested smirk now tipped a corner of his lips.

Pain washed over her face, emotional, mental, everything all at once. “Mark, you just don’t understand,” she whispered, voice cracking. “I quit because… my boss is a real monster.” “Shut up!” Mark roared. “Your boss is a monster?” She nodded gently. “No,” he hissed, stepping closer. “I’m gonna remind you who you really… really should be afraid of.” He shoved past her, heading for the back seat of the car. She watched helplessly as he grabbed the bottle of the beer he had gotten, hit everything on the floor and all the bottles broke, spilling drinks everywhere.

"And in the end, I'm your boss! You should respect me!" Head down, Samantha responded: "I'm sorry, boss." When I thought Joshua wouldn't say anything else, he surprised us by saying, "You're fired." My eyes immediately widened in surprise. "W-What?" Samantha said, surprised. "Get your things and leave." "B-But... Joshua!"

“I trust you’ll find it… comfortable.” I fought against the rogues as they pushed me forward, fear clawing at my insides. “I won’t stay here! You can’t keep me!” The Boss moved closer, his eyes narrowing with a predatory gleam. “Oh, but you will. I intend to make you understand just how powerless you truly are. You may think you’re strong, but I have ways of breaking even the fiercest spirit.” I glared at him, refusing to show my fear. “You’re a monster. You’ll never get away with this.”

When I called him he looked up at me and kept staring at me without blinking his eyes. ‘Whao! Someone got melted looking at me.’ I was grinning in my mind only to jolt awake when his loud voice fall on my ear. “Are you a tortoise? Why are you walking so slowly? Do I look like a driver to you? That I will be waiting for you in front of your house. I'm your Boss.” “Sorry, Boss.” I said meekly. Did he just have to spoil my whole mood? Jerk. “Do you want me to open the door for you madam?” He spoke with mockery and I immediately shook my head.

" Please.. I need to see him " " No,he just recover from the heartbreak you cause him. You will only cause a distraction to him. Boss isn't just your man but the lifeline of masses. To you , he might be just a man you could dump at anytime you wanted but to us, he's like a god we can't do without "

said a man with huge biceps—but not a handsome face. "Tsk! You know what? If your boss isn’t going to show up, just take me back home. I’m just wasting my time here!" Alice continued shouting. A few minutes later, a luxurious car pulled up at the rest house, making Alice stop. Out stepped Alexis, now sporting a fresh buzz cut. Alice's mouth slightly opened as she couldn't deny how handsome Alexis looked with his new haircut. "Oh, so that’s the one you’ve been waiting for. Stop making a fuss now, okay? Boss! She’s here!" the man said.

“No. I’m the only leverage he has. Ninety percent sure he won’t follow through. I can hold out a little while longer.” Dad chuckles. “That’s my girl. I’ll come get you as soon as possible. Reinforcements are on the way. Your aunts and uncles are all here to help. This will be over soon.” “I love you, Dad.” “I love you, too, Zandra. Be brave.” “Always.” Sensing the call must have ended, the Boss takes his phone back and immediately snaps it in two. The bits and pieces crumble in his large palms, a few plastic shards falling to the floor.

Shit, my teeth hurt looking at him. "Aaron, please. Give him to the police. Let's go back home and let them handle his shits." Lady Boss persuades Mr. Boss. He stays unfazed. When he looked around, his eyes glance me and Ms. Ravine also sees me limping to walk towards them. "Ms. Ravine is right, Boss. Let's take him to the court—" Before I could complete my sentence, Boss takes his gun out and shoots his uncle straight through his head.