Billy Russo Punisher Comic Novels & Stories

She spoke tauntingly making my mouth left ajar in shock and embarrassment…. James Russo! You are going to be fucking death of me!!

Ford's eyes flick over to me, pity flooding them. "Fuck you, Axton" i spit at him, pissing him off. I'm not the kind of guy to lay there and take it, but i definately make it worse. To fucking bad. He cringes, wiping my spit from his face. He punches my gut, but holds me up with his hand. Another grunt from me, and then my fist hits his face. I'm not super bulky like them, but I've hit him a couple times. He growls, his eyes turning golden. "Wanna play, wolfie?" i taunt bak, even though my whole fucking body hurts. Axton shoves me hard into the wall.

He gave him a warning look. Russo chuckled. It was both fascinating and horrible to watch him. My inside yelled at me to run away from this man. I got the same vibes from Niko and Alessio too, but there was one thing that they would never hurt me the way Russo could hurt. He ran his gaze on me, reading me. His gaze glinted as they deterred, staring at my ring. "I can't believe Old Bianchi picked a dog for his daughter." He chuckled, insulting André. My hands fisted in my lap. "What's your problem with him?" I almost snapped.

Billy felt as if he had been punched in the chest, a dull pain, and was about to explode! Sherman was not happy with Dr. Zack's congratulation, but she could not show it, so she just smiled faintly. No doubt the smile meant she admitted it. Billy became irritable and seemed to go mad. Despite his horrific injuries, his strength remained untouched, in fact, it was even stronger than it had been when he was well. Dr. Zack could not hold him down, so he called the nurses for help. They all worked together to hold Billy down, sedate him and put him to sleep.

* * * [A/N] Thanks for reading. Billy has issues, but it looks like he’s Leveling Up in his own way. Who can guess what the plan is?

"I get the message, man," Billy said. "No problem. I need that piece. I can't wait to see the look on that asshole's face when I blow his fuckin' head off. Jenna, too. I'm gonna fuck her first, then I'm gonna splatter her fuckin' brains all over the fuckin' gym. That'll show the bitch she can't mess with me." "I don't fuckin' care what you're gonna do," Moose said. "And I ain't got time to fuck around here while you get your rocks off thinkin' about it. We gonna do business, or what?"

he replied as he slipped his hands into his pockets. I let out a bitter laugh. “I don’t think you understand what you have done” I said. “Then explain it to me.” “No one has ever crossed Leon and he doesn’t let things go. If he doesn’t get to you today, he will definitely try again tomorrow” Jaxton slipped his hands out of his pocket and smiled. “Then maybe it’s about time he met his match. The bell rings and the moment is interrupted. Students have started entering the classrooms, I let out a small bye as I quickly go to my sit.

My bag tumbled from my grasp, hitting the floor as I sank to my knees. I felt a figure hovering around me and looked up to see Billy, a cold grin spreading on his face as he pulled me closer. His garlic breath caused me to cough. “I’m sorry our deal had to end this way, but you should have given us what you owed us.” “Fuck you,” I spat on his face. “You better run because you will regret this night. I will kill you!” “How about you die first?” He snarled, punching me in the face and causing me stumble to the ground.

"You want money? Sure, you can have the money." However, the man changed his mind when he saw how beautiful Jessica was. He said, "10 thousand dollars? Nah, I don't want the money anymore. Tell your chick to get out, or you'll have to bear the consequences." His companion pulled him. "Come on, let's take the money and run. Don't cause any trouble!" "Is it about the money now? That bitch wants to call the police. No, get her out of the car! She wanted to call the damn police. I'll have to teach her a lesson! Or my name is not Billy!"

Their disheveled clothes and guilty expressions spoke volumes. Russo, however, wasted no time. He moved swiftly, grabbing Romero by the collar and yanking him away from the maid. He landed two brutal punches to Romero's face before I could even react. My heart pounded in my chest as I watched the scene unfold in front of me. Romero was disoriented, blood trickling down his lip as Russo pulled him up by his hair, his voice deadly low. "Why did you tell Alissa to do something I ordered you to do?" Russo asked through gritted teeth, his