Cyberpunk Dorio Novels & Stories

Mabel focused her attention on the reports as she wanted them to be perfect so the crazy man would not have a reason to complain that she was incompetent. Just as she was almost done, the door to Christian’s office opened and the man who had gone into it minutes ago came out. Mabel immediately stood up to greet him as a courtesy since he seemed to be important. “No, sit down, Miss Pearson,” Dorian said with his signature smile. The smile that looked harmless but at the same time was the last thing some saw before he killed them. "Let me formally introduce myself. I'm Dorian Romero, Christian’s brother and the COO." Dorian extended his hand and Mabel accepted it with a smile. "It's nice to me

Captain Darick nodded her head at her before turning his head to the newcomers. While the situation with Danolis was going one the other three recruits had obtained all four keys and had got to Star. The four hours had run out, so they came to the sides with the three winners. They were surprised to see Aeon with their Captain and Danolis, and Sare off to one side with Medical all around her. They looked at them in confusion before realisation dawned on them. The three Partials strode up to their squadmate and Captain, eager to know the story.

My mum assured, wrapping her arms around me as she noticed my panic. We all walked inside, and I sat down on the couch, wanting nothing more than to leave this place in a hurry and go home. Just then, Don Luciano, walked in, with guards dressed in all black, trailing behind him. His hands were dipped into his pockets, his shoulders raised high as his aura and presence filled the room. By merely watching him, my legs wobbled as I remembered that he was the one who gave me that drink yesterday. The one that made me feel weird. Could he have drugged me?

"I've never wanted anything for you but your happiness. Please grant me this." His head drops and Derrick places his arms around my brother. My goodbyes are quick after that. Now I'm fully dressed and flying on a crazy female dragon with a death wish. She's breaking all the rules of the realm with no care that the U.S. military might shoot us down. "Hold on," she yells into my head. A fighter plane comes out of nowhere as Roxy, as she asked me to call her, rolls to her side and takes us between two tall buildings. "We're doing this all the way to Arizona?" I question softly into her mind because her yelling has given me a headache.

Then I saw his thin lips curl up from under his black mask. I gasped when he flipped me around, my back colliding with the closed door. He had hitched one of my legs up, his body pressing closer against mine. “Your body says otherwise, little lamb” Prince Darion whispered in my ear, his lips trailing my neck. Fuck! why did my own body betray me?

I took up the phone and dialled the number I hadn't called in a while. "Hey there, Jimmy." "You beautiful little bitch." Jimmy answered. "How are you?" "Cut to the chase. You are never one to be formal with me." "Do you know where I can find Nerium Oleander?" "Slow poison uh. I know a guy, but it might take a while." "When you say a while, how long?" "A day or two." "Hmm, that might be too long." "Suit yourself, but I would have to see who is coming from the East, before you can get such a devil."

The man and woman in the sports car were Doflamingo And Dora. To be honest, Doflamingo didn’t think that this auction was interesting. He only wanted to bring Dora out for some fresh air. Dora had not fully recovered yet. However, she had agreed to come out with him and hopes that something would jog her memories. “Dora let’s go, the largest private room has already been booked for us,” Doflamingo said with smile.

He had said he was going to college, but in reality, he went underground as a hacker. Dorian was a big bear of a man, and he could hack into things others wouldn't dare try. Not only could he hack, but he also had people working for him that were the muscle that made people disappear. Dorian typically used his skills to steal from the rich to give to the poor; he saw himself as a Robinhood. If someone got close to finding out or turning him in to the police, they were never heard from again.

“Keep saying things like that, and our boss—” “Cory,” I interjected, giving him a sweet smile. “What is Dario responsible for?” He blinked, as if he didn't understand my question, but then cleared his throat. “He's a member of the rapid response team.” “Good to know.” A sly smirk tugged at my lips as I turned to Dario. “The day I escaped… How long did it take you to restore control over the security system?” The bastard bared his teeth. “You think you outsmarted us, but—”

“Do it. Now.” With a combination of brute strength and careful maneuvering, Nathan pried the door just enough for them to slip inside. The vault was a cavernous room, monitors lining the walls, wires snaking across the floor. And in the center, a console glowed—Dorian’s fingers danced across the keyboard, orchestrating chaos like a maestro. “Finally,” Dorian said without turning. “You’ve made it. I was beginning to wonder if you had the courage—or the stupidity—to come this far.”