Bk Borison Novels & Stories

I can feel my face heat up red as they nod and turn off a machine or two. “ Thank you Madam Charlotte, would you like to see what we were going to do? He does need surgery because he’s left kidney is damaged and it looks like his knee bone is broken” the doctor explained to me as Creed walks over to me with a chair so I can sit down. “ Can you fix it? I mean can you help him?” I asked pulling my legs to my chest

he said flatly, lifting a glass of whiskey to his mouth. Ice clinked as his fingers shifted. I couldn’t help noticing the small, bleeding cuts across his knuckles... and remembering what that man’s face looked like afterward. Goddess, Lorenzo was a sexy brute. “That’s me… Victoria Bian… Greco” I answered, standing there like I was in an interview. “About last night…” “The first time, you didn’t think the Greco family was worthy. You were too ‘precious,’” he cut in coldly, one dark brow lifting.

Robbie chirps sounding happy as fucking Larry. "You fucking bastards!" Bonnie's dad suddenly screams. I think his reaction was very delayed. I turn my attention to him as I walk over to him until I'm standing next to Elder Rick. "The only bastard here is you. You see while I was thinking about all of the ways that I could kill you, one thing kept coming to mind. While you have always been a bastard to Bonnie, there's nothing you wouldn't do for Rowan and Blue so, I figured the best form of punishment for you would be to watch your children's lives end before your own eyes."

She didn’t say anything, but continue staring at me. “Rosie, please?” “I’ll think about it.” And just with that, she brushed me off. As I looked up, I saw Bonnie walking towards us with both hands holding two cups of drink. He narrowed his eyes suspiciously as he slid the drink to Rosie. “Are you seriously stalking Rosie?” “I just happened to be here.” He rolled his eyes, “yeah, talking about fate here.” Bonnie then push a chair and sit. “Why does it have to be raining.” He grumbled, loud enough for me to hear.

I rubbed them with my hands, erroneously thinking my vision failed me for staying in this cooped-up space. But the image did not change. “What are you doing here, Boris?” My confusion cleared when I heard Alpha Douglas addressed Boris in puzzlement. “Boris Ferguson, the former Beta of the Red Stone Pack, what are you doing here? This matter does not concern you anymore.” At Ben’s nudge, Boris stepped forward, ignoring Alpha Douglas' dismissal of his presence. “I came here as a witness. I can prove Erin Acklen’s innocence in the crime of Alpha Leo’s murder.” Boris declared, surprising me and everyone present in the room.

He looks down at me, cocking his perfect brow. I chew my bottom lip, mumbling, "Sorry, sir." He releases a tsk sound, moving around the chair and then standing right in front of me, keeping his intense gaze on me. "You know I don't take sorry, Ms. Dawson." I nod, trying to swallow down my nervousness. "Words." "Yes, sir." That was a reflex.

Dexter**** “ none other than your mother in law Bitch, she was popping that dusty P**** on a longgg c*** last night at her job. The janitor apparently only snitched after she turned him down to slob on his banana….. he went and told all the workers that were present that night and word got back to the boss man. He didn’t even have the conversation about terminating her employment, he sent her a text to not bother cleaning the desk just take it with her and don’t bother showing up tomorrow or In the next lifetime.”

“My day has been going really bad so I don’t think this is the greatest time to ask for my forgiveness.” Despite my cold demeanor to our conversation, Nothing dropped Doria’s high spirits. I arrived at the parking lot, jumped into the back of my car and instructed the driver to leave for Sica Enterprises. I was tardy for work. As the car went on its journey, I got to learn why Doria was so bubbly. “Well, your sour dough attitude is sure to disappear when you hear this;” “What?” I inquired, out of bored curiosity. “I’m back Nik! I’m back in Greece!” Well, she was right about one thing…

Jacob approached me as I walked into the kitchen. “So what’s the deal boss, why are we here?” I grabbed the bottle of scotch from the self and a glass. I poured myself a glass and sipped it. Jacob stared at me waiting for an answer. I flashed a devilish grin at him. “We are going to war.” He looked at me, confused. “With who and why?” I finished my drink and set the glass down. “Joseph King. He shouldn’t have double-crossed me.”

-Rose is already spoiling you- he says pretending to be angry. -No way, not at all- I say and we both laugh. The dark-haired man looks at us a little bit surprised. -Oh, this is Jack, Jack, this is my niece Kara- he smiles and holds out his hand to me, I accept it. He's a little taller than me. Bob gives her some exercises and sends me to the treadmill. I spend twenty minutes running to warm up. Then he sends me out to do sit-ups, squats and push-ups. Some people stare at me but I ignore them.