Novel & Cerita Classic Freddy

He laughed and sit in front of my desk, he laced his fingers and crossed his legs casually. "Some of the babies had been harassing me. Shocking, with these handsome features I know. I should've known better. Just tell Charlie and Darla to back off a little okay, oh... and what's his name, Harold? yes, also Harold. He seemed to think I'm all for one and one for all kind of guy." He explained his issues, making me laugh at him. Francois is our professional photographer. He had been making our girls and boys personal portfolio photos for years now. He's the best. He could make all the photos look so sinful, and made them looked so innocent and sophisticated at the same time.

“I’m not that interested in swimming, but since it’s an excuse to see you naked, I’m game.” “Harr-harr,” I roll my eyes at him, and Freddy laughs, easily pulling me up with him. He is very gentle with me, sort of like an oversized, blonde puppy. He is actually taller than Lucas, but not quite as swole. Freddy is more cut. I grab the hem of my jeans. “Promise not to get inside my head even when I’m without my vervain.” He places his hand on his chest with a smile, and I try not to check out his abs. “I promise not to read your mind...now, will you please undress?”

Waiting for Freddie is going to be the hardest task ever. Freddie, a hawk shifter, is a part of the original Freakshow and though he seems to be more of a loner, he is insanely valuable to our pack. He is literally our eyes in the sky and is our secret weapon when it comes to border patrol and protection. He sees everything. I sit up and move over to Bea, who is on the last watch. She smiles softly at me as I approach and take a seat next to her in front of the coals from last night’s fire. “Freddie mind linked Billy. He is flying over the area and will be here soon,”

I place my hands on his shoulders from behind, steering him along. Freddie’s been my under-the-book doctor for years. More than that—he’s family. The kind I chose. “Jesus, Cain,” he mutters. “You could’ve called someone else. I was literally on a mission you sent me on.” “I only trust you, Freddie,” I reply with a grin, throwing him a wink and ruffling his hair like we’re still teenagers instead of criminals. He swats my hand away. “You’re hurt. Don’t move like that, man.”

“What did you say?” Freddy was gorgeous, tall with a muscular build, and far too many tattoos for polite society. He had that bad boy vibe down to a science. Back in the day, he’d rebelled against his parent’s wishes, smoked far too much weed, and somehow ten years of his life slipped away. Now, at twenty-eight, Freddy was pulling his life together. Not only was he almost finished with his Bachelor of Science at the community college, but he’d also cut back on the weed and booze so he could help more at The Grind.

Most people call me a demi-god. *Quick one!!! Frederick is a sexy, hot, alpha male. Young. Attractive. Kind. Possessive. Many rich women in New York will kill to have him in their bed at least for a few minutes. He is quite a catch and gets in the glam every day. Can he ever be Kharis's savior? Read on..*

I inform her. "We heard. Freddie likes you," she smiles. "He said you're a little spooky but you seem less uptight than your brother," "He said that? He didn't say that," Freddie doesn't strike me as someone who would be disrespectful not even as a joke. "He was super polite and iffy when we met. He was like what the fuck is this thing. It was funny," "He did say that. He and Jayk are tight. Ottis was a hater. It doesn't surprise me that he was dealing with the pack. He was probably selling him information too," she admits.

Xenoah smiled sparingly at him. Fans? "They are already crazy" he whispered. The man laughed and looked at me. An etchoserang smile flashed on his lips. "So Attorney it looks like the news is real that you're busy right now" that Fredd guy stated with playfulness. Xenoah laughed before wrapping his hand around my waist. "What do you think?" he asked playfully. "Oh my ghosh!" the guy yelled and stood up still fanning with his hand. "You'll be breaking thousands of heart Attorney" he added.

"My father is very rich. But I warn you, you won't get away with it." Fredy snorted and turned to me. "You! Take good care of that kid. Cook and buy him new clothes to keep him comfortable. We can make a lot of money from him, so don't let him get scratched, dirty, and hungry." I nodded, and Fredy handed me a credit card. "Go to the supermarket and do a little shopping. Don't stay long, and be back soon. I have to go again." I know what kind of man Fredy is. He's a cruel man who won't hesitate to kill to get what he wants, and even though I'm afraid of him, I don't want to continue giving in to his demands.

Jason couldn't keep up appearances anymore as he shouted, "She's already dead! What else do you want?!" I took a step back and shouted, "I want her to pay the price she deserves!"