Benjamin Black Author Novels & Stories

He let out a shaky breath and sank into his chair, resting his elbows on his knees, his head in his hands. Ben Blackwood, the man who’d broken empires with a smile and walked away without remorse, now sat in silence, broken by a woman he had never planned to love. But love her he did.

He walked to Austin. “So what you doing here huh?” he asked in a mocking tone “I came at your invitation” Austin tried to lie “That is hard for me to believe Austin, why are you really here?” Benjamin read Austin's face searching for the truth. “Will talk to you later man looks like your friend is jealous you left him for me” Austin nodded his head to the direction the young man with black hair stood massaging his nipples swaying his waist and calling Benjamin's name “He has nothing to worry about” Benjamin laughed dryly “you aren't gay”

He was talking to Benjamin. I stopped. Benjamin was writing in a small notebook, pen moving in short bursts, pausing when Ellis said something and then moving again. It was not staged — the pauses came at the right moments, when Ellis said something worth writing down. A follow-up question was visible in the way Benjamin's head lifted before Ellis had finished speaking. He looked different. He had grey at the temples that had not been there three years ago. Lines had deepened at the corners of his eyes, and they were not from smiling. His jaw carried the shadow of someone who had not been sleeping well for a while now, not just recently.

It is better to prevent that fr happening. Since I am the only one left in the house, I just read some books from the library. Yeah, you heard that right. Library. Miss Fatima is a bibliophile. My dad wants her to be happy so dad built a libraru inside this house. Miss Fatima said that they bought over a thousand books. "Hmm. What will I read?" I asked myself. At last, I get The Great Gatsby. I remember, when I was still a child, Rhea forces me to read this book instead of reading children's book. She said the children's book are just for brainless who will not succeed in life.

I cannot sum up the strength to ask any questions so I remain silent admidst the quiet rumble of the plane's engines and his thoughtful gaze. In that moment, I make another vow. I will be back. And I will kill that Russian Enforcer with my bare hands. I will wreck havoc on all he held dear. I feel my soul shed its colour.I feel it become blacker as the plane gains altitude.I feel it harden like steel, until I have to fist my hands over my chest to dull the ache. My name is Luca Blackstone going forth. And God so help anyone with negative affiliations with the Russian mafia that crosses my path. Death is a small mercy they would always beg for.

It should be illegal to look this nerve wrecking. The first three buttons of his shirt were undone, revealing a patch of clear slightly tanned skin. The sleeves of his shirt were rolled up to his elbows, showing off the prominent veins that ran up his back hand. I felt the breath hitch in my wind pipes as our eyes met, his mesmerizing green stare made my cheeks flush and my knees go weak, it was like I was paralyzed as I stood there while his eyes still roamed me. "I don't think I've introduced myself. Damon Blackwood" his husky voice made my heart rate pick up. A smirk crawled unto his features as he stretched out a hand for me and I just stared in awe, his words sinking in.

🔞 ♠️ BLACK_ACE ♠️ 🔞 ♠️ Chapter 14♠️ ♻ OMNISCIENT_POV ♻ Hiding inside his most secluded and secured facility, Clement sits idle in his office thinking about his present situation and the danger that threatens his life. Clement "DAMN!!! There's nothing I hate more than a plan going sideways. I was hoping to see a tragic and bloody outcome between Yusuf and that crazy b--tch but it seems it wasn't going to be so.

It turned out that Benjamin was just another chess piece in the whole scheme, with Weiss being the true mastermind behind it. Weiss had been fighting against Thomas since they first arrived at Southland District, but he had no idea how he had offended this troublemaker. He slowly let out a long breath. ‘If Benjamin is against me because he’s jealous of me, I will put up with it for the sake of the company. ‘But he’s working with outsiders and backstabbing us, which I can’t tolerate. ‘I have to get rid of this person!’ Once a person was listed in Thomas's "blacklist," they were doomed.

“Hello, Mrs. Blackthorne.” “Tell Benjamin I want to see him in my office now.” “Right away, ma’am.” I dressed up and left for the office and as usual Benjamin was waiting with the practiced trembling of a man who believed loyalty could be bought cheap and hidden well. He tried to steady his hands while I let the afternoon sun cut through the office… me in the chair, the city laid out beneath me like a map of conquests. “Sit,” I said. He sat on the edge of an expensive chair like a man expecting pain. I folded my hands and smiled with a smile that never reached my eyes.

And I’m just one voice carrying the echo forward. Benjamin – POV Before I left, I asked if I could leave something behind. Calla nodded. I took out the last letter Rachel ever sent me. Unopened. I’d been too afraid to read it. “Maybe,” I said, “someone else can.” Calla didn’t open it either. She placed it beside Rachel’s original journals. And whispered, “When the time is right.” Calla – POV When Benjamin stepped out into the rain again, he looked different. Lighter.