Don Hume Novels & Stories

he says motioning to the food and making everyone chuckle. Dad was so amazing. I admire him for how humble he is and how caring he is with his workers. He's been the best dad in the world to me, and I know he has been the best boss they could have. I hope that if I ever have to take over, I am just as good as he is with them. 💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨

He pursed his lips and looked anywhere but me. “Why would I tell you that? All I know about you is that your name is Victoria, and you kidnap strangers who try to jump off cliffs,” he said, meeting my gaze matter-of-factly. I sighed, realising that this would be harder than I first intended. “Well, my name is Victoria Deslandes. I’m a 21-year-old nurse at Newsome Hospital. I live alone, and I have a cat. Now, would you be comfortable trying to talk about it?” He looked at me, then blinked a couple of times. In a second, he doubled over in laughter, as if I told him the funniest joke in the world. It was so contagious that I couldn’t help but smile too. It was beautiful.

Y0urM1n3 “Mm sounds beautiful, and your eyes?” LuvNHugs “Green, really green.” Y0urM1n3 “Perfect combination Angel, I have blue eyes and well mostly Dark brown hair, I’m afraid there’s a few grays in there now.” LuvNHugs “I’m sure it’s wonderful, works for George Clooney right? Y0urM1n3 “You’re very sweet, you like Clooney?” Well of course I’d drooled over Dr Doug Ross in ER just like every other hot blooded woman.

"But he still broke the guy's nose. We're waiting to hear if we're gonna have to pay for any medical bills." "I hate fucking pussies like that." Felix reached out and shook Hector's hand. "Good for you, man. I would've cracked him too." He turned and pointed at Abel. "Let me know if you need help with that. I'll donate to the cause. We'll call it 'Cracking Down on Future Fucking Douchebag Wife Beaters of the World.' Can't think of a better charity." Laughing and catching up about everything, they made their way into the cabin after Jack announced he was freezing his ass off. As expected, they were all blown away by the cabin and the rest of the compound.

He chuckles lightly, and I glare at him. "What's funny about that pup wanting my mate," I snarl as I get into the car. Kohn chuckles, turn into a laugh, and I growl. "I find it strange. She isn't strong....like physically. Why did he choose a human? The only thing I can figure is he is like me...he is already having human thoughts....but more than what I experienced. I think he saw her bruises and decided she needed his protection. He protects the others...maybe he didn't see her as a leader but a sexy human female who needed his protection," Kohn responds, and I immediately snap my head in Malcolm's direction.

Jonathan's my older brother. I grumbled as I put on my hoodie and walked downstairs, as I neared the living room, I heard his and my mum's voice, but there was another deep and slightly unfamiliar one. I walked faster just to see the owner of that sexily deep voice, and I was not disappointed. He stood a few inches taller than Jonathan, black hair and beautiful sapphire eyes. Yup he'll do. "He's probably here to steal some more food." I said for them to acknowledge me.

He called gently and I looked at him as saliva gathered in my mouth while I tried to act natural. "Meet my brother, Viktor Sokolov." He introduced and it felt like a bucket of ice had been thrown onto me. 'This man was Viktor Sokolov?' I gasped as it now hit me why he looked so familiar. I had seen this man before on this news several times because he was a military soldier captain and it was nothing good. Mostly about him bombing other armies, sneaking an attack or planning a coup. A reporter had once said that the only difference between this man and a Black mamba was that this man could walk so what Don Luciano doing besides him?

I was interrupted by a soft voice against my ear. "Courtney please come I want you to meet someone," Jason whispered in my ear. I excuse myself and walk with him. "Courtney this is Mr. Howard, the owner of this hotel and dad's best friend." He introduced. I look at the man in his mid-50's. He had a genuine smile on his lips. I smile back at him. "So you are the one that stole my boy's heart away?" he questioned me. I was startled at the question. I look at Jason for an answer.

I said, and he sighed. “You know, sometimes accepting a person is not going to be bad, Nolan. Especially when it's someone like her, someone who is actually good, at least in front of us. She is good. She's not playing, she's not a hypocrite. And you know how Madeline is. She does not trust easily and she seems to enjoy her presence.” He said casually.