Deny Me Before Man Novels & Stories

He had absolutely no idea that the questions the kid had asked him the other day had such implications. "Hehe, you are pretty sharp boy." Unknowingly, Mr. Aikens had begun to speak Mane, not as a superior, but as an equal. "Even then, you must give me a good reason why you would like a leave of absence. Or I am afraid I cannot help you." Although he was impressed with the boy's astute mind, it wasn't enough to give him a leave of absence. Mane was still composed, even after hearing the man's words. It was not outside his expectations that this important man had rejected him. But Mane came prepared.

Man narrowed his eyes," including turning down lucrative opportunities." "I do not have time to discuss this with you again. I will not allow any new or tampered with drugs into my streets, and you will follow my orders without complaint or you will learn all the things I did to get here first hand." Damon said with a calculated cruelty in his voice. "If that's all you have to report then you're all dismissed. Damon flopped down into his office chair and ran his hands through his hair. "Don't let Man get to you my friend, he may be upset but he knows you are in charge." Seb said walking up to the desk after the others left.

she seethed in anger. The man clenched his teeth, his pride stinging from the slap. However, he swiftly composed himself, realizing that he was still in Liam's presence. He put on a humble façade and turned to Liam, bowing slightly. "Mr. Danvers, since she has had her revenge already, can I leave now?" "Yeah, get out," Liam responded coldly, his disdain for the man evident. The man's actions had left a sour taste in Liam's mouth, and he had no patience for such behavior.

Without hesitation, I started walking, but when I was about to reach it, two huge men stood right in front of the door. “Excuse me, I'm coming through,” I said, extending my hand. Despite that, the men exchanged glances for a few seconds while raising their hands in a gesture of denial. "No. You are not allowed to attend the meeting" said one of the men with a bow. Hearing this, I pulled my hand away and pursed my lips. “What? You can't stop me. I'm going in,” I said confidently. I reached out again to grab the door, but both men stood right in front of me, blocking my way. In fact, they both knew they couldn't touch me. After all, I was Bennett's wife and his new Luna.

“Sir? Are you all right?” “No,” Ryan said, chuckling. “But thank you for asking.” The guard frowned. “You’re laughing.” “I’ve realized,” Ryan said dryly, “that the universe hates me specifically.” The guard hesitated. “Should I… get someone?” Ryan leaned his head back against the stone. “Only if you intend to bring me a blanket, a cup of tea, or a rope long enough for me to strangle Lord Pembroke.” The guard shook his head. “I will bring you… the blanket.”

Especially the way she was speaking, like I was beneath her and not worth her attention. Zayden must have come to the realization too because his hands curled into fists, and he leaned forward with the intention of responding in the same vein when the old man interrupted. "One more word from you, Nyssa, and I will revoke your access to the black card." Her lips clamped shut immediately. The man turned to face me. "Forgive my daughter. She's usually not this... rude," he said with a smile on his face, and the warmth in his eyes made my rigid spine slightly relax.

“Like… like an animal staring at its prey.” The jury gasped. A middle-aged man in the gallery couldn’t take it anymore. He shot up from his seat, pointing at me. “Scum like him belong in a cage!”

the female protested in a harsh, breathy voice. “Maybe you do and maybe you don’t,” the man said firmly. “I’m not going to argue the fact. I am, however, going to insisted that you walk away from that door. Now. Orders are orders and I have no intention of getting my head ripped off because you think you have the right.”

"If you have a point to make, please follow the proper channels..." "Selene." He said my name, and his voice held a vulnerability I had never heard before. Every delegate in the room held their breath. "Why?" He leaned forward, bracing his hands on the table to meet my gaze. "Why did you reject me?" My heart hammered against my ribs. "I don't know what you're talking about." "Don't lie." Pain and anger burned in his eyes. "You severed our fated bond. You know what that does to me."

The single word hit like a bullet—cold, final. "Yes—yes! We're going!" The man nearly tripped over himself bowing. With a quick wave, he signaled the others, who scrambled to release me and back away like frightened rats. Eden stepped forward casually, catching the fat guy by the collar. His smile was charming—but it didn't reach his eyes. "Not so fast. You break it, you buy it. Pay for the damages before you crawl out of here." "Y-Yes! Of course! I'll pay—whatever it takes!" the man stammered, frantically producing a credit card.