Being Frank Book Novels & Stories

They were all adjusted alphabetically. He then randomly picked a book. ‘If I had your Face – By Frances Cha’ He read the title. He opened the book. On the first page, there was her name and a date written. The date when she either got the book or started reading it. He flipped through the pages. She had underlined some context. Marked notes somewhere. Scribbled replies to some lines. He laughed to himself. There was this line she had highlighted, “In New York, you can talk to anyone about anything at any time and have a conversation so long you'll fall a little in love with that person, and then never see them again.”

She shakes her head. "Good enough." I nodded. "Ready?" Deep sigh. "Fuck it," she hissed. As I opened the door, a hallway didn't greet us, not even a wall. Instead, a big chest barricades our way. Wearing a white button down where the sleeves are rolled up to the elbow, Freddy smirks at us as he chews his gum. "Well, ain't this a pretty sight," he chuckled. He took a step further inside and it was as if the metal box shook and rattled. "You putas think I'm stupid enough to leave you here unwatched and unguarded?"

He doesn't want to suffer from it. When Mr. Park entered the room with a composed demeanor, standing tall before his boss, he wanted to finish it as soon as possible. Thus, even though his boss was busy reading, he had already started. It was like he did a great job. "Sir, everything has been taken care of," Mr. Park began, his tone respectful yet firm. "Hanna has been eliminated, and there is no evidence that could lead back to us."

Nothing like that feisty lady who had the cocks of all the men at the frat party twitching at the obscenely short dress she wore. Right now, she looked innocent, undone, begging for my ruin. "The shorts." I gestured at the only piece of clothing on her. "And panties too," I added after she slid out of her shorts. She obeyed like the slut she was. And soon she was standing in nothing. Just flawless flesh begging for my destruction. "Um...my friend would be here any minute." She muttered, swallowing. The tension swirling around us was thick and palpable. Gaze raking each other's bodies with obvious hunger.