Doflamingo Without His Glasses Novels & Stories

Judging by the burning in my chest, the dragons are spitting fire. “Let me think for a minute,” I say, shaking my head as I lift the mouthpiece on my shoulder to my lips. “Stephen, I need you.” His reassuring voice materializes into my earpiece. “I don’t think you want me backstage.” “I do, in a white lace-trimmed silk negligee.” “Talk to me.” Tears burn the back of my eyes. “Meet me in the sound booth.”

“Because Claudia Moreau lies. You know it already. She offers you recognition, but she will discard you the moment you no longer serve her. You are not her ally. You are her pawn.” Silence hung between them, broken only by the clink of cups at nearby tables. Sofia’s gaze drifted toward the shelves of books, her face thoughtful. At last she said, “I will not be anyone’s pawn. Not hers. Not yours. If I speak, it will be in my own words.” Mason allowed himself a small smile. “That is all we ask.”

He seemed to be smiling and crying at the same time. I calmly watched the flames burn. "Those photos were fake anyway. The real ones were already destroyed." Julian froze. His eyes reddened completely. "It doesn't matter. I just wanted to make up for what I did. "I wronged you. I was too impulsive back then, so I..." I laughed mockingly. "Are you talking about stripping my clothes off, or about sleeping with Vivian?" Julian's eyes widened in shock. "You... you know?" How could I not know?

Real warning. He sobered. “Kalen… you need to be careful.” “I am always careful.” “No. You’re guarded. There’s a difference.” I shot him a glare, but he didn’t back down. “If she’s your—” “She’s not,” I snapped. He lifted his hands in surrender, though his eyes said you’re full of shit. “Just… control the optics,” he added. “Everyone saw something.” “I’ll deal with it.” Later That Night Wind pulled at my hair as I stood on the balcony of the guest manor, overlooking Crescent Fang territory. The moon hung low, a silver coin suspended between clouds.

When I saw the words appear on the screen, my heart sank: “I need to get rid of this fucking dog.” I narrowed my eyes and glared at him. “Don’t you dare touch Leo,” I warned, my voice firm. Aiden turned towards me again, an amused smirk playing on his lips. “Relax,” he said, his tone dripping with mock innocence. “I was only joking. Maybe.”

Sometimes, she couldn't understand why this man was so shameless? It was not a big deal to ask for a gift, but how could he ask for a kiss so naturally? Was it because of the glasses? She stood on tiptoe and slowly approached Fremingo. The two breathed together. Fremingo looked at the girl's beautiful face getting closer and closer. Just when he thought the girl was about to kiss him, the gold framed glasses on the bridge of his nose were taken off. "It's really a flat mirror." Yuri looked around and put on the gold rimmed glasses.

I yelled, tears forming between my eye lids, shaking myhead at his unresponsive figure, hopelessly and angrily I slapped him across the face in frustration, “wake up douche bag!” His head spun to the side, almost immedietly coughing up water as my eyes widened hovering over him as I brought his face towards me, his eyes barely able to open as they fluttered, squinting through the darkness. I looked down at him in surpise, studying his face, breathing heavily in untold relief and anticapation, the sharp jawline, the very light freckles on his face, “are you okay?” I whispered lowering myself just above his face. His eyes were shutting and opening as if he was trying to see but couldn’t,

That is the real game of love. “Expect to be injured and injure at the same time. But don’t expect a free ride.” All these thoughts flooded my mind and I found myself lifting my glass of soft drink and sipping air instead of the drink. Sammy noticed it and joked instantly. “Madam you sip but your drink is just the same.” I felt a shamed as I realized for the first time that I had not drank my soda even an inch. However, I managed to conceal my disappoint with a smile. I bowed my head down as if to screen something then I heard a groan.

This isn’t you, calm down. As we stared to each other, his crimson eyes was burning red and its orbs were shining as if it’s scanning all of my inner soul. My heart’s throbbing fast as I looked back at him with my blue sea eyes. “What are you doing?” Finally, I asked without hesitation. His eyes distracted me and I forgot what we’ve been talking about. He moved away from me and replied, “Nothing. Put this one away from your mind. Don’t remember everything what happened.” “You’re really acting weird, Doom. Are you sure you’re still Doom?”

He didn’t say anything but a hand helped me remove the blindfold. I blinked a few times to adjust my vision and then I screamed noticing the person who helped me. Enjoy reading -T