Conrad Leto Novels & Stories

That was how Celeste gained her nickname, 'The Blind Bandit. She was a skilled thief. Leto was the decoy. He would talk to their target while she snuck around and stole just about anything valuable. Leto self-proclaimed himself as 'The Artist' because of his torture methods. They were involved in various dangerous crowds until he decided to work for Kennedy Strauss. They were always on the move before that—to prevent The Master from tracking them. With Kennedy Strauss' long line of businesses, Leto and Celeste were never in one place more than a week. He always sent them out.

He called gently and I looked at him as saliva gathered in my mouth while I tried to act natural. "Meet my brother, Viktor Sokolov." He introduced and it felt like a bucket of ice had been thrown onto me. 'This man was Viktor Sokolov?' I gasped as it now hit me why he looked so familiar. I had seen this man before on this news several times because he was a military soldier captain and it was nothing good. Mostly about him bombing other armies, sneaking an attack or planning a coup. A reporter had once said that the only difference between this man and a Black mamba was that this man could walk so what Don Luciano doing besides him?

The scene of his vow that day was still vivid in his mind, but in the end. “Conrad, there’s no need to bring up those things again.” Andrius patted his shoulder and smiled wryly. “We’re in the same boat. I know that sometimes, we don’t have a choice. I understand your hardships and you understand my problems.” Conrad, the First War God, was rendered speechless. He also patted Andrius’ arm. There were no words needed. “Let’s go.” Then, he did not say much and led Andrius to Bradley again.

Built guys looking over Danie and I just as the devil himself appears… CONRAD FUCKING BLADE. “Brett, right? Care for another drink” Conrad's buddies hand a drink to Brett as he downs it like the king he is. I give Brett a peck on his lips only to find Conrad with his jaw clenched yet he eyes me up and challenges me. I send him my best friend as I wrap my arms around Brett while his hand is inching further down at the crown of my back, smiling.

Lendon bowed his head, then turned to leave the office. Conrad leaned back against the back of his chair and waited for his best friend to enter. He was one of the members of their organization with a high position and a large investment in their business. Back when Laurenzo was still the leader, the two always clashed and were never on good terms. Their feud only stopped when his brother-in-law left the organization. “Long time no see,” said Conrad when his friend entered. He stood up to greet him properly. “You didn’t tell me you were coming back.” Racar greeted Conrad while shaking hands.

I tried to keep my voice down to avoid attracting the attention of her co-workers. She shrugged. “I told you. He's just a friend. Stop being so dramatic” Dramatic? I let out a dry, angry chuckle and turned on my heels without looking back. I stormed into Alex's office, chest heaving. “Cedric? Is everything okay?” “Does the name ‘Leo’ sound familiar to you?” “Why do you ask?” “Just answer the question,” I snapped. Alex leaned back in his desk, thoughtfully. “Wasn't he one of the assassins under Antonio?”

Conrad took it outside of the bounds of business. But Stella was not going to make any concessions. They were still engaged in combat now. Stanford suspected that this conference room would eventually turn into a smoke-filled battleground. Before long, someone knocked on the meeting room door. With deliberate disregard for the other man in the room, Stella pushed open the door. “I apologize, Mr. Leif. Did you wish to meet with me?” With a cough, Stanford said, "Sharon, this is Mr. Conrad from Conrad Group." Stella turned to face the man. "Good morning, Mr. Conrad."

William explained unhappily. Conrad turned to Lillee in shock, "Lillee, why didn't you tell me?" Immediately Conrad got off the plane, he had returned to his father's company. Apart from Conrad's identity as a famous actor, he's also the CEO of the Norton company, so he was most often busy. Lillee pouted her lips, "I called your number, but you didn't pick it, so I decided not to disturb you." She explained. Conrad grabbed her hand in unhappiness, "How can you be a disturbance? My phone has been with my manager all along." He explained.

*LEON* When I last saw Vicky, my soul had followed after her. Now sitting in this office, I felt like a soulless shell, even though my situation was already precarious. Conrad's deal was just a scam. He didn't even care about Osip's wedding. From the beginning, his goal was Vicky, and now he wouldn't let her go no matter what I did. Long ago, Conrad acquired a lot of loot by supporting the Allied Holy Order. Those captured Kindred became his test subjects, and he became obsessed with immortality.

"How many times have I told you, don't touch the children, don't touch the children! How could you break your promise, Lucifer!" Lucifer was stunned and looked at Conrad, who was in front of him. "Did you do it?" "I didn't lie to you," Conrad said calmly. Lucifer did not have time to think so much. He kicked Conrad’s abdominal wound and pushed him toward his capable subordinate. "Take him away first!" "Leader, but..." "Get out of here!"