Hot Topic Helluva Boss Romane & Geschichten

He came at me fast as he said imperiously, "Customers order what they want. You don't get to decide. You're clearly not fit for this job. You're fired." I sneered, my voice rough. "Fine. I'm a customer now. I want a hot ice cream. Go make it." He stopped cold. "You worthless trash," he snapped. "Are you now twisting my words and bossing me around? Seriously? "Forget the ice cream—if she wants you burned, you burn." He jabbed a finger at me. "Hold her down!" Philip shoved me into the sink and pinned my arms. Nathan yanked the steaming kettle off the counter. "I'll burn you myself. See if that fixes your attitude."

I interrupted him and screamed “Yes. I mean I don’t even know who he is…” He interrupted me “You don’t know who the boss is?” “Yes; Why? Is he really mean or something?” I asked hopping for a positive answer. And his answer did make me feel better again. He said “Don’t worry newbie. The boss is really cool and handsome and kind and really understanding. Plus I am very sure the boss is going to be late too.” “How do you know he is going to be late?” I stopped panicking and asked a question out of curiosity.

"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.

Now all I have to do was hide so no-one from back home finds me. But did I say that I left the hell behind? Because no, the new job I got comes with a Boss that’s the devil incarnate and he sure knew how to make my life hell. The problem with him was he doesn’t make me want to runaway and I don’t want to kill him as much as I want to look into those grey eyes and find all his secrets. To tell him how much of an arsehole he is and then… maybe… kiss him a little, forgetting the fact that he was as dangerous and as wild as wild panther. And I couldn’t help but be attracted to his untouchable beauty, knowing I’d be the one hurt and killed. _

“I’ll show them. I’ll show them what happens to a boy who plays games with Kroos. I’ll drag him out myself if I have to.” His voice carried enough venom that even the bartender, used to gangsters of every shade, found a reason to busy himself at the other end of the counter. Back at his mansion, The Boss sat in his leather chair, a rare smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. The morning sun filtered through the curtains, but he looked more alive than he had in weeks. The broadcast had drained him—the preparation, the performance—but it had also fed him something he hadn’t tasted in years: power through presence.

He wore a Tom Ford suit, I knew because I had one in my closet too, but the expensive suit looked cheap due to his short and bulky stature. "Did you hit him too hard on the head?" he asked the four black-clothed men standing behind him. "We...just hit him to subdue him," replied one of the men, unsure. I laughed upon hearing it. The five men looked at me again with a bewildered look. Humbert cleared his throat before smirking at me irritably. "Today, I-" "-will torture me until I reveal the Crossfire security system code," I continued, nodding understandingly. "Yes...yes. I understand." My head throbbed painfully again when I nodded just now, but I tried to hold it back with all my might.

But look how far I got. I am a werewolf, the Luna of a Pack. And most importantly, my boss is a werewolf! THE END

It’s a bit of an adventure. He stood up slowly. I felt the thick head of his mature cock rub against my soaked entrance, teasing. He slid it up and down my slit, coating himself in my juices and the mess he’d just cleaned. “Please…” I whispered brokenly. My boss chuckled softly. “I am going to fuck the hell of you today. You’ll definitely work for every penny of the payment you received.” He pushed into me much faster in a single forceful thrust than any of the men ever had.

he pleaded, his voice on the verge of breaking. "Oh..." She trailed off, clearing her throat softly. "Yes, his Heat has begun," she hesitated but decided to continue. "Although, he did mention that if anyone were to find out, it should be you, Bogo. He trusts you implicitly. You must understand that this is an extremely challenging time in the Boss's life, and he will need all the support he can get. For someone in his position, this situation can be highly perilous." Bogo clenched his fists, his gloved knuckles turning white. "So, the Boss is an Omega?" he asked bitterly.