Buddy Boris Novels & Stories

Boris glanced down at me and Sasha and shook his head. "Ivan's going to have a vein burst in his forehead," he muttered. I scooted out from under Sasha and searched for my sweatpants. "Shine that light over that way, I need my clothes. Also, did the messenger mention anything about the king's champion returning?" I questioned. Boris told me that the messenger hadn't mentioned Bryce. "You want to explain to me how you just walked into the Rogue Alpha's camp and home?" I inquired as I glanced over my shoulder at him. Boris scrunched his mouth before he eyed me candidly.

What the fuck happened to him? Behind him stand some burly men in black suits with stern expressions, surely Bryan Tatum’s bodyguards. They appear rather frustrated, likely having struggled to prevent Caden from barging in—but he managed it anyway. That’s just how much of a pain in the ass he is. As Bryan’s eyes scrutinize Caden, he inquires, “Him?” “Yup. He’s the bully stepbrother I mentioned.” Bryan rises from his seat, extending his hand in a mature handshake. “Hey, man.”

It was mostly his friends who did the physical bullying, but sometimes Steve would intervene and stop them. He wasn't really a bad boy, just a teenager like me. Suddenly, Maggie interrupted us with a serious expression on her face. "Listen guys, I have to tell you something," she said, and we stopped to listen. "I found out who hurt you," she said, worry etched on her face. "It was Russia's most powerful mafia king, Sebastian Federico. His men are the ones who hurt you both." "You've got to be kidding me!" I exclaimed, unable to believe what I was hearing.

The silence stretched too long. “Speak,” Boris said quietly. “Before I lose patience.” “Yes!” Justin blurted out quickly. “Yes, we’re best friends!” Boris nodded slowly, as if confirming something to himself. “Interesting,” he murmured. Then he tilted his head slightly. “Did you also plan with them or rather your best friend to move the stolen money into your fiancée’s account?” The room went still. My breath caught. “You… had a fiancée?” I asked, turning sharply to Justin.

Pulling my cell phone out of my pocket I call my Beta, Boris. “I need you to pull up everything you have on Walter Nash and Ella Nash,” I growl into the phone. “The retired hunter?” The confusion is evident in Boris’s voice. “Retired? Since when?” “For at least two years, maybe longer. He refused to take part in the raid against your father.” I can tell Boris is choosing his words carefully. “Still pull everything up,” I growl into the phone before hanging up.

Boris quickly stood up and said to his friends, “Guys, you should continue to have fun. I have some urgent business I need to take care of now, so I have to go now.” “Boris, what is so urgent that you even abandon your friends?” “Yeah, we finally have the time to meet so what’s the meaning of you leaving just like this?” Boris was embarrassed as well. He was the one who hosted this and the three of them were his close friends.

she asked me. "Oh no, babe. I'm more of a one and done type. Thanks," I said rudely, leaving her shocked and trying to process my words. Without saying goodbye to my friends, I left the club, feeling no need to look back. ************************************ "Yeah, Mom, I'll be there on time for lunch," I said through the car's speakers. I was talking to my mom on the phone. "I'm on my way. Just going to pick up Bella." Despite being a billionaire playboy, Bella was my childhood friend, and I cared about her deeply. "No, she hasn't answered my calls all morning. Okay, let me drive and reach her quickly. Bye, Mom. See you later."

A bad feeling rose in me as I inserted it. On the screen were explicit videos of Elsie with other people, but there was only one man throughout all of them. Strangely enough, I knew him, and not just casually. I was very familiar with him.

“And that is extremely dangerous.” Alexei closed his eyes for a moment, feeling the weight of those words. “What do you suggest?” “That you be careful. That you protect your mate. And that you trust no one who has not proven their loyalty.” Boris’s voice hardened even more. “Not even me. Not yet.” The call ended before Alexei could respond. He remained motionless, the phone still in his hand, his eyes fixed on the dark wooden box. The game had begun. And he still didn’t know who all the players were.

Something flares in my chest when I notice the recipient of her smile. Fucking Boris What the hell is he doing with my wife? Boris is Tatiana’s cousin and one of the groomsmen. He was paired with Ava during the march down the aisle, and up until then, I'd never personally had a problem with him. Irritation flares in my chest when he says something and my wife tips her head back in laughter. I've spoken with Boris during a few meetings before and I know for a fact that he is not that fucking funny.