Christopher Nolan Novels & Stories

she pointed to the second folder. It was a file of a black, strong looking man named Nolan Fortin, a Frenchman. His facial expression on the photo was fearsome. He resembled a person no one would like to meet in the dark alley… “Nolan is responsible for armament and vehicles. He is an excellent sniper, highly intelligent and… he is gay,” Melisa snorted seeing my surprised reaction, “It doesn't make him a teddy bear, but he is definitely safer to be around than Marcus…” she added.

(Thats enough she belongs to Leonardo now and is not to be touched, this is unless you want to explain to the don that you ruined his birthday gift) the other man said. The man hand trembles as he pulled his hand away with an audible gulp. "No, nemmeno io ho così tanto desiderio di morte"( No not even I have that much of a death wish) the man said fear evident in his voice. Isabella wondered who this Leonardo person was and why was he so feared but as she started to put two and two together her heart began racing in her chest as she remembered where she heard that name before.

Caitlin grabbed a chair and sat down adjacent to me, her bare thighs squashing down onto the seat as she folded her ankles and leaned back. She gestured with her hand to let me continue, almost impatiently and I cocked an eyebrow at her with a small smile. This woman… "If," I emphasised. "You're willing. Your target would be Lucas Trevino, software engineer and owner of Godfather nightclub." I paused for her reaction and she simply just nodded her head waiting for me to continue.

Inside the car was a figure even more eye-catching than the vehicle itself. Christopher's face bore a grim expression. Beside him was a tastefully designed, custom-made paper bag holding two square-shaped boxes. One larger, the other slightly smaller. Luke, observing his boss, could sense the complicated emotions within him. They had been to Nolan Manor numerous times, and each visit had been far from pleasant. Either he would argue with Ms. Nolan or be kicked out. Christopher, as the president of the renowned Bolton Enterprise in Bayridge and the city's most eligible bachelor, was accustomed to the admiration of many and being fawned upon.

I was trying to figure out what to do to get the money I needed. After cleaning and finishing my shifts without acknowledging Markos, it was time to go home. I changed back into my clothes so I could get ready to leave. But, as I was arranging my work clothes in my locker, someone appeared behind me. It was a man I didn’t know. He looked about Markos’ age. The only difference was that he was a bit shorter and he had tattoos all over his neck. He had dark hair and equally dark eyes. He may have passed for a pretty boy but there was something dark lying below the surface. He was as scary as Markos.

It was becoming intense, and his uncle was just a door down, so I didn't think it was appropriate for us to sleep together, at least for now. He turned his tv on, running to his N*****x app, and we decided to watch The Perfect Date with Noah Centineo and Laura Marano. It's always been one of my favorites, and technically it's a chick flick, but Russell didn't mind. As long as it meant for us to cuddle up and stay together in bed, he was ok with it.

"Kiss who?" Nolan grabs me and presses his lips on mine in response. I smell whiskey and cigar while the tip of his tongue traces the shape of my lips, then the seam in between. He is nibbling on my lower lip, setting fire in my body. This bastard is an excellent kisser, but I must fight it. This is Nolan Walters, and he is an arrogant, disgusting man and the rival of my father's company. I come to my senses and smash my Louis Vuitton heels on his right foot.

I'm going to get holy water which I'll pour on myself and use a stake to finish the job. "Vador.This is madness" Alizon said"You are the lord. You have responsibilities." "Don't you dare call me Lord." "Get back here Vador," Alizon said dragging him back. Pushing her slightly "Get off me godmother" "Aiden!" A voice called out. "Who is it now?" "Vador,that voice sounds like..." "Like Adriana. Your mother," Aleister replied. "Mother," Vador called out."This isn't real."

Ryan started taking out a black pin and pinning it to my shirt “ We can see what you can see, which will help with instructions and being able to see where you are. It blends in with your clothing choices perfectly. But if for any reason they make you change you need to unclip this and try and make it blind in the best way you can. This is important Char we can’t get busted or you can die right then and there” Creed said as Ryan adjusted it to my shirt. “ I understand” I nodded gulping down some of my coffee

“He should go ahead. He can fuck any pussy he desires. He is Anthony after all. He does whatever he pleases with any lady of his choice.” “This one is different, Leo?” Anthony uttered. “Why the fuck is this Omega different? You have a lot of Omegas and Deltas working in your company. I believe you’ve fucked them all,” Leo shook his head. “I don’t fuck my staff, Leo. This will be the first because I like her. I’m seeking permission because I don’t want you to get mad when the time comes.” “Why will Leo be mad over that?” Liam broke in. “Because I know,” Anthony insisted.