Brian Andreas Books Novels & Stories

Brian. It's been a while since I heard from Brian. Ever since we had an argument about Andrea, we hardly speak to each other. I know it was foolish of me to think Andrea was trying to destroy my friendship with Brian but he was the only one I could tell everything to. I am so ashamed right now as it turns out Brian was right afterall. Andrea wasn't a gold digger. “Hey buddy,” He said over the phone calmly as ever. “Hey,” I responded. “Listen Brian, I know I acted like a fool a few weeks back and I apologize. I let my hatred for women cloud my sense of judgment.” I rapped it out.

The private hallway to the master suite was quiet, but my mind was spinning with everything Eli had told me downstairs. Tobi’s car was gone. A total fireball in broad daylight. Andreas was tearing the city apart to protect his territory, and the walls were closing in on everyone. I pushed the heavy door open, expecting to find the room empty. Instead, I saw Andreas sitting on the edge of the large bed. His white shirt was completely unbuttoned, hanging off his broad shoulders, and his head was buried in his hands.