Conrad Leto 소설 & 이야기

a masculine voice suddenly called out, breaking the calm. Both Damon and Reina turned toward the source of the voice. “Conrad!” Damon exclaimed, immediately rising to his feet. The two men walked toward each other and shared a brief but firm hug, the kind that spoke of old familiarity and mutual respect. After pulling back, Damon gestured toward Reina. “This is my old friend from the training grounds, Conrad Winfred,” he said. “He’s currently serving as the youngest council member in the Alpha King’s council.” Then his tone softened slightly as he introduced her.

"Make it quick, Les. I have a boner already." Both of them were weird in their own way, but Leto's weirdness was a whole new level. As a man who loved inflicted pain to others and himself, he indeed fit everywhere in the dark side of the business world. He found pleasure in someone's misery and himself. Sometimes it made Celeste think that Leto had way too many loose screws somewhere. "I got the money!" The man shouted to them when Celeste made her first step to him. "Please, just take the money and leave me alone."

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.

He let Noah pull off his briefs, down to his feet while he only lowered his own to free the leaking and throbbing length out. Conrad licked his lips, sliding down from Noah's lap to his feet. He held the length, rubbing his hands up and down, kneading the base, fondling with the balls until Noah tugged his hair. Conrad winked at him, stretching his pink lips over the head, teasing the slit with the tip of his saliva coated tongue and then gradually hollowed his cheeks to gulp the monster down.

he paused on his words when he saw my expression darken. I gave a signal to Theo, who immediately walked towards Mr. Martins and whispered something to him "CEO, just CEO…the CEO doesn't like someone talking all high and mighty about him" Theo whispered to Mr martins whose expression immediately turned apologetic as he turned around and bowed many times towards me. "I'm sorry Mr. Leonard…please forgive my attitude just now" he gave an awkward smile which made everyone to burst out laughing again. Even Amelia was laughing. This was so embarrassing "Please, once again, ladies and gentlemen…I present to you Mr. Leonard, the one and only CEO of 7ELEVEN corporation" everyone gave a standing ovati

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?”

Connor the con was already enough competition. *****************************************

"Exactly. You stay. Your grandfather has us." After they left to catch up to Leopold, Leto wandered through the crowd like a lost butterfly. Despite his charm and persuasiveness, none of the shareholders were swayed. They were not about to jeopardize their investments, but they could see clearly that Leopold was at odds with his grandson. Meanwhile, outside the venue, Landon sat in the car, smiling at Emma. "I didn't expect you to be so articulate. "You weren’t even nervous in there. It’s impressive," he remarked, genuinely surprised.

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."