Bob And Opheebop Novels & Stories

Doug said and exaggerates by placing his hands on his chest. "Don't be too heart broken , we do all kinds if things pornos,organ selling, human trafficking just a few and most of all drugs, but then you are that tiny little bone that stuck on our throats that make it so hard for us to swallow so he wants to make a deal with you. or keep you out of the picture." "Where is the Boss?" Douglas asked.

He said it in an extremely serious tone. "O-kay Dad!" I said but inside my mind, I already said a few cusses. I knew what Dad is going to say and I can no longer reason a way out of it. *** Black's POV "Black I'm so dead! I can't escape anymore!!!!!" Mich complained. She is here in my room this early morning just to complain. "What happened?" I asked confusedly because I haven't heard any explanation since she came in, she just rants and voices out how her life is doomed.

She curled her lips up in disgust as she retracted her phone to dial her client's number as there was no way she was going any further. Before she could dial the number, she heard footsteps from behind her and quickly turned. “You are late.” The man stood tall and had a disgusting smile. Two seconds later, she replied hesitantly. “Tony” Sophia was startled as she never expected to meet him ever again, not after she sent him to jail for harassment. The man standing there was tall, with short hair. He wore a white shirt and black jeans, and under the glow of the corridor light, his face was filled with hatred and lust.

The air in the boardroom was thick with smoke and tension. Sienna could feel it clinging to her skin as if the walls themselves had soaked up decades of violence and whispered threats. The table was long, sleek, polished wood, but the men around it carried an edge sharper than any blade. Their tailored suits couldn’t disguise the tattoos crawling up their necks, the scars etched into their hands, the aura of men who had killed before—and would do it again.