Divergent Tobias 소설 & 이야기

I blink. "You’ve never seen someone cry from happiness?" He narrows his eyes. "You think people cry for fun?" I open my mouth. Close it. Decide it’s not worth explaining. "You know what? Never mind," I sigh. Tobias runs a hand down his face, looking five years old. "I thought I was about to witness an actual crisis," he mutters. "I am so not paid enough for this." Then, under his breath— "Fucking pregnant people." I shake my head, but my chest feels lighter.

I’m stuck in the middle, and for a second, I wonder if I should say something to break the tense silence. Then, a new voice cuts through the chaos. It’s calm, authoritative, and comes from high above us. "What are you doing in my premises, Deckard Newton?" We all look up. Tobias is leaning over the railing of the terrace, looking down at the us with an expression of utter boredom which, for Tobias, is the most dangerous emotion he has. He’s silhouetted against the studio lights, looking scarier than I've seen him. "I don't remember seeing your name on the guest list," he continues, his eyes locking onto Deckard. "And I certainly don't remember giving you permission to harass my lead actress.

Tobias has been dead for a pretty long while now and Damon expected his employees to have been worried at the very least. “And his business? Is it still running?” He asked. “Yes, it is, very well,” Aaron replied promptly. He turned to Alex and David. “We should take a walk there, what do you say?” Alex’s look remained neutral as he nodded wordlessly. “That is certainly necessary,” David said. “Take the body away and keep him properly, we’ll need proper identification from his employees,” Damon said before walking away with the other two men. He was onto something, he knew it. This man Tobias, there were so much bigger things linked to him, and he couldn't wait to unearth this… He had been a

However, he also understood the importance of maintaining a certain facade for the sake of his mission. With a sense of purpose, Tobias decided to disclose his identity to Scarlett while pretending that he didn't recognize her. It was a delicate game he had to play, balancing the need for secrecy with the desire to explore the unspoken bond between them. He masked his recognition behind a charming smile and a playful demeanor, engaging in light banter and teasing exchanges. By pretending not to know her, he hoped to unravel more about her motives and intentions. It was a calculated move, allowing him to gain insights without revealing his own cards.

I say, watching his eyes dart around. “It’s not like that…I…he…he caught me off guard,” Tobias says. “Mmmhmmm…” I hum with a knowing smirk. Tobias is in denial, but he is far more attracted to Damien than he would like to let on. “Look…I know our Alphas have this whole gender and sexuality fluidity thing, but I have never been attracted to a man…not even that frustratingly sexy one we are mated to,” Tobias groans. I want to tell him how contradictory his entire sentence is, but I think he is struggling enough without me pointing it out. So I set about getting us some tea.

For a few hours, it was easy to forget the shadows, the threats, the danger that always seemed to lurk around Vanessa and me. But it didn’t last. When Larry and Samuel stumbled into a debate about whether Edward Silver could survive a bachelor party without being handcuffed to a stripper, Tobias slid in beside me, his tone low enough only I could hear. “You seem lighter,” he said. I gave him a half-smile. “Maybe I am. She does that.” “I’m glad,” Tobias said, but his expression stayed serious. “Because I need you clear-headed for what I’m about to say.” The shift in his tone snapped me to attention. I set my drink down. “What’s wrong?”

Ava insisted. Tobias smirked. “I'm doing you a favor then. If she marries me, she wouldn’t need your family’s company. My money would be more than enough to satisfy her greed. She might not think of messing with your family anymore just like what you think.” Ava stared at him with her mouth wide open. Tobias turned his back on her. He opened the car door, jumped right into the driver's seat, and drove off. Ava was left behind with a heavy heart. Then all of a sudden, she heard someone clearing one's throat, she turned around, only to see Damara watching behind her with her arms crossed on her chest.

No, that didn’t make sense. “He… he was alive,” I said. “He had to be-” “He wasn’t,” Solomon cut in. “Bullet between the eyes. Clean. Professional.” T. It had to be. He’s cleaning up his trail which only meant we were getting closer… or getting played from the very beginning. My stomach twisted violently. Marcus swore under his breath. “Jesus…” Solomon’s gaze stayed locked on me. “Tobias was afflicted with that organization,” he continued. “But that was years ago. And even if he knew anything, well, he’s of no use now.”

“It didn’t last long of course. Dani needed me like I was a drug she couldn’t get enough of, and I was dumb enough to be whatever she needed me to be. I would sneak her back into the territory to be with her for a night because I was a love struck pup. It went on for five years like that. Every time she left my bed, I knew where she was going. Who she was going to. But I was desperate to be near her.” Tobias takes a long inhale, looking up at the ceiling and speaks again, but not to me. “I need to stay in control. I need to stay in control,” he mutters. I watch as all of his muscles begin to contract and the skin becomes taught against them. Veins become visible on his arms and neck. His wor

Tobias’ eyes drifted to Alpha Dax. All five initial attendees remained in the hut. All newcomers were outside. They could see and hear each other clearly. “You,” Tobias droned, all casualness gone, “and your people have been a thorn in my side for a long time,” he remarked, still on his feet, his blue eyes on Dax. Tobias dragged Dorien up by the neck, the Noble heir hung by the Alpha’s hand, without moving or struggling, knees off the ground, head still bowed.