Novel & Cerita Dally X Johnny

her voice trailed off when she saw Johnson standing by my side. “Dalli, this is my boss and my friend, Johnson. Johnson, this is my old maid and dear friend, Dalli,” I introduced them. They shook hands. “Dalli, Johnson has been taking care of me for the past five years.” She smiled warmly at him. “I was worried about you,” she confessed. “But I am so glad to hear that you’ve been well looked after. Thank you, Johnson, for taking such good care of my Trista.”

From all I knew of her, she didn't seem the type to date someone who wasn't heart stopping, breath hitching, and the likes of that. A sad smile fell on her lips. “He was.” That wasn't something I had a reply for so I just let the silence last. Till she broke it. “John was very great, you know. It's sad he just dies that… cheaply.” As we weren't close, this was awkward for me, but curiosity made me ask. “How did you two meet?” “Dale didn't tell you?” Her eyes were glued to him. “No, we don't talk about you.”

“What, so you can find me in a crowd?” “So you don’t burn.” He adjusted the ribbon under my chin. His fingers brushed my neck, lingering a second too long. “Thanks,” I said quietly. He gave a small nod, like he hadn’t just done something weirdly intimate in the middle of a street. Then a guitar started playing nearby. An old man under a sun umbrella strummed and sang in Italian. Couples danced lazily in the open square. I turned to Azrael. “Dance with me.” He shook his head and I thought he looked cute. “No.”

I whisper, trying to fight back the tears He squeezes my hand and his eyes open “I would do it all again for you” Then I heard it, Daryl’s voice loud and clear in my head “Where the fuck have you gone now?” “I’m with Beta Jax” I mumble back and within minutes Daryl comes storming in to the hospital, wearing a pair of low slung grey joggers, beads of rain running down his toned body. His dark eyes fall on my hand holding Beta Jax's “What did I tell you?” his eyes move to my shoulder where the mark is hidden under my clothes

Deena said as she stood up to leave. "I know where Caine is," Della said. "You do?" Joy asked her in a surprised tone, as she stood up as well. "Yes, he went to kill Mister," Della said as she busted out in tears again. "You won't reach him or find him. I bet you money that John is missing too," She told her mother and her friends. "Della you need to calm down," Deena reminded her sternly. "I know, I'm trying," Della sobbed as she tried desperately to gain control of her emotions.

"Well, well… look who we have here." Ryder took her hand, brushing it lightly with his lips. "And you, my lady, look absolutely flawless." Turning to Johnny, Valeria gestured with theatrical flair. "Johnny, meet Harrison Ryder—a cornerstone supporter of my soon-to-rise cartel. Ryder, this is Johnny Graph… the disgraced former member of the Scarehawk Cartel." Ryder and Valeria exchange looks then giving a wicked laugh, the sound echoing mockingly through the office. Johnny shifted uncomfortably, his face a blend of shame and unease.

Dave looked to his friend, Johnny, for confirmation of the story, but Johnny wasn’t buying into it. “I want out. I was hired for a job under the promise of a cash payment. I didn’t ask to have the offer switched to something bullish. It is acceptance into a pack I have no interest in joining.” Johnny stood firm on his convictions despite his grovelling companion. “Is that so?” Delta Allan took another step. His eyes were solely focused on the bigger threat before him. Johnny.

Someone who could get these shackles off before Dallion's men found her again. As she limped down the street, her legs still sore from the chains, her body tensed. There, standing casually by the mouth of the alley, was Dallion Cross His suit was pristine, a smirk playing on his lips as he casually wiped the red stain of the passion he'd just ate from his mouth with the back of his hand. Beside him lay the old man from the motel, his lifeless body slumped against the wall, the telltale puncture wounds on his neck.

As soon as we entered the sitting room, we were greeted by two pairs of scrutinizing eyes. It was very rare, but it happened that the two daddies seemed to be having a conversation over a bottle of vodka in the sitting room before we entered. "Oops! Daddy!" Sonia screamed excitedly as she dashed over to give Mr. Nikolai a peck on the cheek. Then, for Mr. Jhuy, she hugged him from behind and got a kiss planted on her arm in return. For the first time since I got here, I didn't feel anything watching Sonia's sweet little interaction with her daddies.

Since she has met Johnny again In the afternoon on their way coming back home, she has been thinking about been closer to him, She had been questioning herself, “what king of person Is Johnny, whenever Is about to fall Into problems, he always available for her, Is he a spirit or human being, She had met Johnny a few years back when he had saved her life from some rival gang members at the nightclub, Since then, they had become close friends, and she trusted him completely. But Harley was always busy, and due to the nature of her job, she was not allowed to make friends any how, but now she wants to take things to next level with Johnny, she want be closer to him, "So, Johnny, tell me about