Novel & Cerita Anthony Black Crying

"Oh, and don’t be late for work!" As I leave, I can hear the sound of Holly beginning to attack Anthony while he desperately tries to explain, but I don’t bother looking back as I can feel tears beginning to prick at the corners of my eyes. "Fuck," I hiss when I reach my car. "That fucking bastard. How could he?" A bubbly sob escapes me as I clutch my steering wheel, collapsing against it as all the pain I tried to keep at bay when I confronted Anthony starts to overflow. I don’t know how long I stay there, crying and cursing Anthony with everything I have, before my phone begins to ring.

Anthony chuckled emptily, "We've got your bitch now, Dashiell. You have a day to give up your position and make Damian the new godfather or else-" "Or else what?" He retorted. "You are gonna kill her? I've heard this line before, fucking fool. Kill her if you want. I have no use for her," he replied and hung up. The corners of my eyes began to sting as Dashiell's words were repeated in my head. Tears rolled down my face and Anthony threw an angry look at me, his brows furrowed. "Stop crying like a fucking whore!" He seethed, kicking my ass as my sobs filled the whole room.

Suddenly, Angela felt warm drops of fluid on her back, sobbing uncontrollably she turned around, only to see Antonio crying silently, tears rolling freely down his face…without ceasing. Her eyeballs were too weak to enlarge at the shock of Antonio, swimming in tears. He wasn't drunk or anything but straightforward crying like a child…that would be her first time seeing a man cry that much. “Antonio?” She said weakly and slowly touched his face with her shaking hands.

I closed my eyes and fresh tears spilled over my cheeks. "Dad... Dad..." Aaron shouted while crying loudly as he heard Austin's voice. The same happened to me but I tried my best to keep my sobs silent. "Dad, please save us," Aaron was crying endlessly and I know how much it is hurting Austin now. "Austin..." I clenched Aaron to my chest and made his mouth shut. "I... I'm..." My words are choking up under my throat. Before I could speak further, he snatched my phone. "Hello, Mr. Black... How is the shot?" He laughed seeing us.

"Why are you crying?" "Adrian, I don't deserve the chance you have given me," Anthony said outright. He still found it hard to speak, but he forced the words out of his mouth. "It was my fault that you were nearly paralyzed. It was my fault that you were voted out as the CEO years ago. It was my fault that you had suffered all those years -" "Dad, I thought we agreed to let it all behind us," Adrian said, grabbing Anthony's hand. "No, not after finding out it was really Tonet and Fredrick," Anthony said while carelessly wiping the tears from his face. "I want to suffer. I want to be alone. That way, I will pay for my mistakes -"

It felt like his heart was being clawed out with a blunt object, over and over again and for the first time in his adult life, Antonio cried. The tears came hot and fast, burning his cheeks, dripping onto the desk. His shoulders shook, his body shuddering with the force of sobs he couldn’t contain. He pressed his palms against his face, as if hiding from himself, as if ashamed to let the world see him like this—even though there was no one watching. He didn't know how much time he'd spent with his head bent and hot tears running down his cheeks. After what felt like hours, he heard the door to his study pushed open.

Emily Anthony’s voice was hoarse and weak, as if she had been crying. Sylvia Luke sat up straight, her heart racing. “What are you doing there?” she asked, frowning. Emily Anthony’s response came out in a shaky breath, followed by a sudden burst of tears. “I’m really sorry for everything I did to you the other day, but can you come and get me? This place looks scary,” she pleaded, her voice thick with desperation.

Jazz yelled as she tried to break loose. Essence just shook her head as Anthony wheeled her away from the divider. As soon as they got back into the room, they both heard a loud scream. “What the hell is that? It's loud as hell, somebody is in a lot of pain.” Anthony said, as he looked towards the divider. He turn to look at Essence who hadn't said anything. “What is it what's wrong is it the baby?” Anthony rushed over to her, because she looked like she seen a ghost. “That scream it was my momma; she hadn't screamed like that since my daddy died. That is the only thing I remember about his death, I was too young to understand what was happening but that scream touched my soul. Just like it

Bam! Anthony Lee finally managed to get in the mood before he was scared off by the loud sound. He was boiling with anger. He swallowed three pills just for this occasion, and yet someone came to ruin the show. “Do you want to die or something, you b*stard?!” he screamed gloomily after seeing Harvey York walk in. Slap! Harvey wasted no time slapping Anthony aside. Anthony screamed in pain before slamming right into the marble table. The place was a complete mess. Blood spurted out of Anthony’s mouth as he lay on the ground, paralyzed.

“Of course, I am. I mean, why shouldn't I be?” Kayla began breathing tremulously, quivering vigorously in terror, unrestrained tears rushing down her face. Fear, pain, and anger consumed her. Hanging up the call, she rushed to Anthony and fell to his feet, pleading in tears, “You can't do this, Anthony, please. Please don't kill him, I'm begging you, don't. Please.”