Benji Applebaum Novels & Stories

Had it been a different situation, I would have been down dancing with the other people, but business was business, and in this situation, both money and power spoke when it came to the men that we, or more specifically, I was dealing with; therefore, me acting like a fool was not going to be an option. “Are you sure that you’re okay?” Ezra asked one last time. I smiled at his concern and nodded. This soft side of the man was not one that I expected to see, especially since I knew his reputation, but that only showed me how to never judge a book by its cover. The man who I believed would have been hard to deal with was being gentle with me. He was known to be a killer, but having spent the p

The less opportunity he gave her to push back the better. Benji bent and scooped her up off her feet settling her against his chest. She gasped clutched his shoulder, squeaking out a protest. "Comfortable?" he asked. "No. Put me down." "You're going to break your ankle if I put you down. Just relax." She didn't utter another protest for which he was grateful. His mind was already overloaded with questions. Starting with, why the hell was a conservative Dixie Applewhite doing dressed as a sexy witch in fuck me heels drunk in the Stockyards?

Catelyn was speechless. She just wanted to say that she did not need to be transferred to another law firm, and she wanted to ask if the next Mr. Mason was actually Jamie Mason! When she searched for relevant information on the Internet, she saw a lot of negative reviews about Benjamin, such as him being shrewd, uncompassionate, and one-track-minded. At that time, she thought it was all just slander from his business rivals, but now, Catelyn found it hilarious that the reviews all stood true.

Family. It was the second week. Benjamin came out of the washroom after taking a refreshing bath. He was rubbing his head with a towel thinking about the weird behaviour of Noah Gabriel. He was a casanova in his own style. Openly BI. Girls boys. Anyone. He would just have to raise his eyebrow and would be flooded with bodies.

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"He's the lead guitarist and vocalist for Lurgee." Benji extended his hand to Jesse for a shake. "Nice to meet you, Mr. Akerman, Sir," he greeted politely. Benji looked like he was in his early-20's. Huge curly hair up in his pale and lanky frame. He also wore ridiculously thick-framed glasses, looking every bit like a college nerd. Jesse doubted for a second if their band was any good. But then, he trusts Charlie's sound vibe. "Just call me Jesse," he took Benji's hand and gave it a firm shake. "You guys ready? Where's the rest of your gang?"

said Wilbur tragically. Benjamin laughed and said, "Don't be ungrateful. Only the elites work in that department. Mister Joeman has great expectations from you. Please work hard." "What do you mean?" Wilbur looked at Benjamin. Benjamin ate something and said, "Albert Joeman belongs to the top authorities. I can't compare with his power. You should work hard." "I want to quit my job. Who cares how powerful he is?" asked Wilbur. Benjamin looked at Wilbur and shook his head. He laughed and said, "You probably don't know how amazing that old man is. You want to quit your job? Try it."

His eyes remained wide open for a while as he rolled them from time to time. They lived far abit, but a walking distance from Ban, a city that he is said to have abandoned due to an overturn and was overthrown by an Omega. He was strong, but never stronger than his Omega. Ozouf then decided to leave to the upper side of the hill as he lived with Viv, Phelan their daughter and Ziff as well.

I raved as he closed the door behind us. “What am I doing? What the fuck are you doing?” He fumed. “Watch your language bud, and besides, I don’t know what you are talking about.” He switched the light bulb on above our heads. “Hello, you just had an exchange of some kind with that loser, Beaver Bear.” “Benji is not a loser. He’s smart, funny, and he is a talented musician.” I folded my arms across my chest. “Sounds like a loser to me,” Nigel scoffed. “And please don’t go around falling in love with guys while you’re in my body.”