El Amigo De Mi Enemigo Es Mi Enemigo Novels & Stories

I wondered what she was talking about. “We both have the same enemy, Laura, and after thinking it over, I came up with a solution. What better way to get rid of your enemy than by befriending another enemy of hers? You know what they say: the enemy of my enemy is my friend. So now, Laura, are you ready to be my friend and join forces with me to kick Nicole out of our lives forever?” she asked with a wicked grin.

I was flattered, even if she did seem a little crazy. “I don’t like you,” Dora replies, her expression unchanging as she says this, “But I do need you. I can’t get out of here without help. And what’s that old saying, ‘The enemy of my enemy is my friend.’ You hate Levi and Amber, and I hate their entire family. It seems like we’re on the same side these days.”

I say, watching the surprise cross his face yet again. It takes a while, but then he nods reluctantly and walks over to me with an outstretched hand. “The enemy of the enemy is my friend in this case. We’ll work with you on this since it has become my war as well.” He says, and I take his hand to signify our mutual accord. “I hope we continue this accord after the enemy has been neutralized. You’re not someone I want as an enemy, Arman.” I nod. He chuckles when I say this. “Well, we’ll see, I suppose.” He says, and without another backward glance, I walk out of the office.

She immediately jerks her hand off. "I can do that instead", she laughs sarcastically, leaving me confused and annoyed. "What will you do to make my life hell? Nothing. You can just cut my paycheck and physically harm me. Or else you can hurt your own kids and blame me in front of John. I won't be surprised if you do that. I know you so well. So fucking well" She crosses her arms, leaning towards me, not concerned at all. "But I can do the worse. It's so much easy for me to make your life hell. With all your fucking secrets. Or you may have heard the saying, Enemy's enemy can be friends"

I said, he frowned, seemed annoyed. “this isn’t going to work, even if it did, he’ll ever trust me again” Harris said, I rolled my eyes, “well, as they say: make an enemy, lose a friend” I said, he narrowed his eyes, “really? Why the fuck would you define yourself an enemy? Are we enemies?” he questioned seemed confused, “well, that’s what I had in mind at the moment” I said annoyingly.

“We are just going to need to be patient. Killing him will only have them send over a new enemy, and we all have a saying ‘an enemy that you know is always better than one that you don’t. And I think that the two of us know very well that we have a lot to deal with for us to be willing to handle strangers right now.” “The issue is, Leonardo, I knew as a friend, and the idea of accepting that he is an enemy is not one that I am able to fit in my head. I mean, how long has he been fooling me? Does the family know? His mom and dad? The number of questions are just bothering me more than ever, and I can’t even go and see or contact any of them because I know that ONE wrong word or move could be

“What’s that old Sun Tzu saying? Keep your friends close, and your enemies closer?’ “Yes?” she answers, hesitating for the first time since bombarding me with her prejudices. I can see the wheels spinning, trying to catch up to where I am going. I would have kept this information to myself, if she had threatened only me, but bringing my family into it crossed a line. “Parting of that is knowing the enemy of your enemy,” I say, enjoying the way her eyes brighten with understanding. “And while you're not necessarily an enemy, those same people would be interested to know what you’re hiding here. Who you’re hiding.”

I said, and she huffed. “What do they say about enemies?” “Keep your friends close, but your enemies closer.” ASO-FUCKING-LUTELY!

"From my understanding, you and I share a common enemy, the alpha known as Arvin." My nose wrinkles. "I took for granted you wouldn't return after Finn told you he wouldn't fight your battles." "Oh, but I don't want Finn—I want you to join us. Finn is weak-minded and doesn't want violence in his life, but maybe you're different? I think you could kill for justice. Meanwhile, your man gets eaten by guilt as soon as he squishes an ant." I get up from the water, about to leave, until Blake whispers another sentence in her amused, silky voice.

"Am I really such a terrible brother?" "Hmph," I scoffed, suppressing the jealousy bubbling inside me. "Caesar, have you heard of the white-eyed wolf? In Eastern legends, there’s a kind of wolf with white eyes. No matter how well you treat it, it will always hate you, bite you, and eventually kill you, eating your flesh and drinking your blood." "Carlos, I know you’re biased against Hommes, and he is against you, but please believe me, he’s a good kid, just stubborn." Caesar dismissed my words.