Bj Story Novels & Stories

Victor moved faster. The Morelli family got dragged into the wreckage, not as architects but as the hands that pulled the trigger. Giacomo Morelli had been no one—no name, no future—until his seventeen-year-old son Piero pulled a fourteen-year-old boy out of a beating in a Brooklyn alley that should have killed him. That boy was Alessandro Moretti.

BJ Max who is driven by anger, no longer cared about the image that he has been slowly accumulating by hiding his ugly self. But right now, none of it matters to him any longer as he already showed his true self on the screen, being a perverted man and also a money hunger dishonest guy. He doesn’t cared about anyone any longer, and instead openly said that he will forced himself on BJ AhYoon and her 2 other BJ Streamers, and on the screen, even the manager/cameraman and also the pathetic, BJ Kony seems to have his hand on this matter. Because despite he was the managers and also the person incharge for the White Star Entertainment streamers, he done nothing at all, other than keeping his si

at, and it was vacant. Try again.” My mom shot daggers my way. I couldn’t feel anything but hopeless. I was always honest with my parents. That’s just the kind of relationship we had. “You better come up with another explanation by the time your father get’s here. Everyone has been out looking for you, Nemi. Including your father’s new boss” She scorned. “His new boss?” I asked her. She nodded, still angry at me. “Mr. Ciaran was kind enough to assist us in our search.” My father added, walking through the door with Alexander. “You’re Mr. Ciaran?” I asked, ignoring my Dad. “Nemi, mind your manners!” Mom said, in shock. He gave me a ‘Don’t talk’ look, and I kept my mouth shut. “Mr. Ciaran, th