Broly Yelling の小説・ストーリー

What the actual hell? My head turned slowly to him, one brow rising despite how dead I felt. Was he... screaming about me? I squinted at him. He looked like he’d just seen a ghost—or swallowed a cactus. The guard holding my arm hesitated. “I said take her back now!” Bryan barked again, his voice even louder. I stared blankly at him. My lips cracked into a dry smirk despite the ache in my face. “What—did you get bitten by a mad dog or something?” I muttered lowly, my voice raspy but clear enough. “Why the hell are you yelling like that?” I asked in my head even though I wanted to scream out to them but my mouth failed me.

"Just get out. Between us? There is no us, for something to come in between!!" "Dad this is the man who was yelling at Hayl that day. He has the same voice, " her brother spoke from the door, bringing up the day and part which will not help in the current situation. "Dad he is not a nice man. He was yelling at her. And also I heard Hayl applying cream while saying that she bruised her hands. I'm sure he did it too," Her brother said as I scoffed. Must he really bring things like that.

I shouted, getting up from the sofa. I am pissed right now. What the hell are they thinking about? Do I look like some kind of superhero that can do all these things? He just raised his eyes and gave me an icy stare, and replied "Just do as I told or you can go back and do what you were doing before".

“Feeling. Getting off. There’s more than one way to enjoy a girl.” I took one last look at my stepbrother, one last chance to hope he’s come to his senses. There has to be something human inside of him. I refuse to believe otherwise. But I don’t find any sympathy there. God, no. I find him in the process of shoving his hand down his shorts and pulling his own cock out. He leaned back against the door jamb and took two long strokes as he watched. The movement is obscene and strangely hostile. It looked like a warning.

My throat hurt too much to produce any meaningful sounds. “It’s okay, Leila. We've got you.” He said, but he was looking at something else. I followed his gaze to see Brooke pressed against the wall, eyes wide and wild, hair ruffled and clothes disheveled as she backed up against the wall, teeth bared in rage. Adonis was standing a few feet away from her with his fists clenched, his entire body tense and intimidating. Brooke yelled, “Why do you have to fucking ruin everything?!”

He thought she’ll be mad at him ‘coz he called her ‘creepy stalker’ but man he’s wrong. “You’re not mute! You’re not mute! I heard you!” Blair exclaimed. “Say it again. Say it!” But Trestan ignored her and went to the backyard. Blair didn’t stop until Cally spoke up because she was annoyed by Blair’s loud voice. “Hey! Stop shouting, you might wake up my dad.” Cally said while her little hands were on her waist. “Is your brother---” She was interrupted by Cally’s shout. “Mrs. Santos!” Cally ran toward the old lady who’s holding a small container in front of their gate. Blair looked at Mrs. Santos who sweetly smiled at her.

The woman’s voice crackles, making the foreign anger flare inside me. “The Doc is going to die if we don’t do something, so unless you have a better idea, fucking BLOCK ME!” “Fuck my life.” Saint growls. “Fine. Nighty night, Bronxy.”

She was so happy to see him. "You fucking dick face" Bobby said wiping blood from his lip and slowly getting up "You gonna regret that carrot top." zhul put up his fist ready to fight. "I have been waiting for a while to kick your ass " zhul retorted. bobby hissed and began to run to attack but he was stop when a hand grabbed his shoulder.

A tense silence followed before Tony Maverick, a sturdy man with glasses and a sharp nose, finally spoke. "A video of your bullying some boy half your size was uploaded online, Zachary. Thousands of dollars were spent taking it down and silencing the reporters." Zachary remained silent, his expression unreadable. Instead, he pulled out his phone and started typing, his nonchalant attitude pushing his father over the edge. "What is wrong with you? Why can't you be like your brother for once?" Tony yelled, his voice echoing off the walls. "How many times do we have to have this same conversation?"

Brian groaned loud, then let out a sharp, broken yell when I thrust deeper. “Fuck! Slow the fuck down— ahh shit!” he shouted, voice strained as his body shook. I grabbed his hair and started pounding him properly, hips snapping forward. “Take it, you bully piece of shit. Scream louder for the camera. Let everyone hear how the big bad stepbrother sounds when he gets fucked.” “Shit… fuck… Mistress— ahhh!” he yelled as I hit that spot inside him. His voice cracked between pain and something else. His cock was leaking all over the sheets as I reached around and stroked him fast.