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Marcus: Wood and Leather
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2026-08-11 00:44:13
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The Things We Don't Say Jordan: Hotel Surprise
"Mr. Arthur," my father's friend beamed as we sauntered in through the doors. We were meeting in the hotel's diner, and I had to admit that it was a work of art. The people who lived down here had always had an eye for the exotic arts. I guessed it was the reason my father sent me down here. "It is so nice to see you," he said, patting my back as I stopped in front of him. "Oh my God! The last time I saw you, you were just a little kid. Look at you now, taking after your father."It was on the tip of my tongue to point out that in no way was I taking after my father, but I let it go, standing to the side to introduce everyone else.“These are the members of the team working under the Arthur Group,” I murmured, not bothering with a smile. “Nita, my assistant, Marcus, our artist, and … you know Joshua.”“Of course,” Mr. Friedrich said. “Joshua Arthur. Now this is a face I see more often than not. Weren’t you here for that beach party a couple of months ago? The one where you had an alt
The Things We Don't Say Marcus: Not The Way It Went
He didn’t look crossed when he sent me home, but he didn’t come with me either. I should have kissed him. I knew I should have. He probably didn’t want to show how mad he was, but I could feel it. I knew it.His driver pulled up in front of the hotel and glanced at me. “This is you, Sir.”My lips moved. I almost asked if he knew if Enzo was mad. But of course, he wouldn't. I would only be dragging the poor man into my mess. So, I got out of the car, muttered a thank you, and dragged my exhausted body through the lobby and up the stairs.My body hit the bed immediately. I set an alarm. Or rather, I was certain that I had. But the next time I opened my eyes, it was to a loud banging on my door. My head jerked up, and for the first few seconds, I found it hard to remember where I was. The sound came again, and I sighed in frustration, getting out of bed. My bare foot padded on the floor as I crossed the space to the door, pulling it open. I didn’t know what I expected, but it definite
The Things We Don't Say Marcus: Almost
"One plate of steak for Marcus," Enzo called, walking over with two plates balanced delicately in his palms, so it wasn't hard to assume that he'd worked as a waiter at some point in his life. He winked at me as he slid it onto the centre of the coffee table. “How did that phone call go?”“Great,” I muttered, scooting closer to the table. “I just had to tell Nita that you are not a kidnapper and that I’m fine.”Enzo laughed. "Nita ... She looked fiercely protective of you. Anyone who tries to hurt you…anyone dumb enough to try, would have her to deal with. And I am going to guess that it will be a very insane battle."I didn't know Nita that well. We'd only just met at the team dinner, but I loved to think about her that way. She was protective. I didn't know about me, but she was protective of Jordan. It was a relief to see that he had at least one decent friend in his life.Enzo and I bit into the late dinner/breakfast, talking about everything and anything. He seemed interested in
The Things We Don't Say Marcus: Steak and Warm Milk
Enzo was incredibly sweet to me. He and his three dogs danced around my legs like they'd known me for ages. I idled by the door, watching as he sauntered further in, the muscles at his back pulsing.He stopped when he realized I wasn’t following. “I don’t bite,” he murmured, with humor in his tone. “Come in, Marcus.”The dogs danced after me as I crossed the space, falling into step beside him. We got into an open-plan kitchen, and Enzo drew out a bar stool next to the kitchen Island, patting the top. “Sit.”"Bossy," I muttered under my breath, obliging him. His lips curved into a smirk, and he regarded me from underneath his long lashes before sauntering towards the cooker. “Hot or cold?”A frown settled on my face. “What?”“Milk.”“Erm…” I scratched the side of my head. “I thought you were cooking.”"I am." Enzo moved, grabbing two mugs. "We have this very odd tradition around here. My parents sort of inculcated it in my siblings, and I guess I never let it go."I scooted to the
The Things We Don't Say Jordan: Nowhere Close
"Do you want to take me back with you to your hotel?" the woman purred into my ears, her hands teasing the collar of my shirt. I couldn't remember her name, and honestly, I didn't care. Her words floated in my head when I reached for my phone, tapping the screen. “Shit,” I muttered, getting on my feet at once, leaving her on the seat. She looked up at me with a little pout, her lipstick smeared from all the kissing. “You don’t want me?” she whispered. I didn’t, but it was beyond that. "I have to leave," I said, already moving. She said something, but I wasn't listening. My eyes scanned the dimly lit room, searching for any of the faces I came here with. Coming up empty, I took the stairs up to the VIP section, where I met Aiden and a few of his friends who were still around. “Hey.” I approached them, fixing my cuffs. “Seen Joshua anywhere?”Aiden was drunk. He raised his eyes to me, a huge grin on his face. "Wrong question," he laughed, shaking his head. "You… should be asking fo
The Things We Don't Say Marcus: Another World
I found Nita with Joshua while Enzo got the car ready. She seemed to be whispering something into his ears, and his hands… I couldn’t see them. But her cheeks were very red. Very.It all halted abruptly when her eyes fell on me. You know that moment when it feels like someone was definitely doing something a second before you walked in; that was exactly what it was. I didn't push it, though. I might be wrong. “Hey,” Nita said in a high pitch, sitting up. “What’s up? Where’s Enzo?”“Getting the car ready,” I murmured, embarrassed like I was a high school student with a curfew. Nita squealed, her hands reaching for mine. “Okay. Okay. Erm…you have fun, yeah? And I'll… Joshua, do you have a pen with you?"He looked really uncomfortable, or in pain, as he shook his head. “What do you need a pen for?” I asked Nita. "Just in case … you know… you need a ride. And I'll need you to call to confirm that you have gotten to your destination and that you are safe. It is a big city after all, an
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