Novel & Cerita Frank Iero Danger Days

Sweat the size of a corn seed poured down the guards' foreheads. They did not expect, in front of their eyes right now was one of the largest mafia members in the country. And that terrible man was—, "Lu—Lucy ...." . . . Hi ... thanks for reading 'Dangerous Man', sorry for the inconvenience. I will revise the previous chapter to make it even better. Don't forget to leave your review guys!: D

he order me “I.. I can’t come, I got some work bro..” I excused myself but he harshly pulled me inside by holding my suit collar “Don’t fuck with me Alex… Dad warned me to get us both there in time and trust me he sounded pretty mad on call” he informed me in same tone and pressed down button “Weren’t you with Maria, what about that?” I questioned him in frustration “We had a quickie” he replied looking gloomy. Third person POV:

“You want me to leave you alone, right? To stay clear of anything that concerns you, to erase every memory of us like it never happened? Then you’ll have to agree to the contract, darling.” “What do you mean?” He stepped closer. A slow, dangerous grin stretched across his mouth. “I’ll give you a hundred days to fall in love with me. And mind you, this isn’t some sugarcoated college romance. This is torture. A complete obsession. I’ll pursue you violently till the end of the earth. You won’t be able to hide from me. I’ll be in your head, your body, your soul. I’ll follow you like a devoted puppy invading every breath you take. I’ll completely ruin you, Reese. And watch you crumble till you’re

"I think that choice has to be mine, Mr. Killian. Certainly any woman with a brain who's been involved with Gabriel Peralta for more than eighteen months knows he doesn't work as an accountant or a salesman. I could have shut the door on this any time. So please don't discuss me as if I weren't here." She thought she saw a smile tugging one corner of the man's mouth but it was gone so quickly she wondered if she was mistaken. Daniel Killian didn't seem like the type of man who smiled very much. He lifted his mug to his mouth, disguising any reaction by taking a long swallow of coffee. "Fine. Those are things we can discuss after we get this current situation under control. I just wanted you

I looked at him, a little annoyed at being interrupted. "Get on top." Just like that, my irritation vanished. "Isn't that a little too obvious?" I hesitated. "We've come this far. Don't get shy now. Don't you want something even more exciting, baby?" His words convinced me. I glanced around quickly, but I couldn't spot where the cameras were. The people a few rows ahead were focused on the movie, unaware of us. I steeled myself, rose up, and sank down onto him.

We’re playing with fire, and the flames are getting closer by the second. Gianni’s ominous threat puts Francesca and Sofia on edge, knowing that the danger is far from finished. With Marco still away and the pieces of Gianni’s game fitting into place, Francesca must prepare for the storm that’s about to hit ... .before it’s too late.

"Yeah. The pay is good. Why not?" "Noah, you can’t be serious." My voice dropped. "He’s dangerous." Everybody knew the name Alpha Jacob. Ruthless. Merciless. People said he made men disappear, never forgave debts, and spilled blood without a second thought. No one ever dared to test him. To me, he was basically the devil on earth. "He’s not as bad as they say," Noah insisted. "People love to exaggerate." "But—" "It’ll be fine," He reassured me. "Besides, I already signed the contract, there is no going back. It’s just for a year."

What the fuck is going on. I left LA to here to be at peace and away from all this drama and of course it has followed me down here. I excused my staffs and they left. "What last did you see Danger?". Oh my gosh this again? "Laura don't tell me you made me end a meeting to talk about -" "When last did you see Danger?", I raged. "The night you dragged me to that club". "Don't fucken lie to me Ivy". "I'm dead serious, I don't even know where he is or anything about it".

"Tell me honestly because I don't think I'll buy that. You didn't call nor texted the whole day. You're not even answering my calls. Did you know how worried I was? Now, the house is all messy and weird. And your hands are cold as ice." "I'm fine—" "Don't even say that!" I vigorously took back my hands, brows both furrowed while you can't even look me straight to my eyes. I wonder if it's out of guilt or fear. "Because you're obviously not, Deron! I could sense something behind the silence and whispers! Something's wrong with you!" "Sorry." I closed my eyes tightly. Sorry for what? For the mess or for something else? Something like the reason for asking a seven day vacation? Or something lik

he said, "I also just came to know." Elison's fingers drummed once against the arm of his chair, sharp and controlled, the only outward sign of how tightly wound he actually was. Four days. Four days buried under meetings he couldn't walk away from, threats he couldn't discuss over an open line, a situation unraveling faster than anyone had accounted for — and the entire time, somewhere back home, Lance had been calling. Waiting. Wondering, probably, why the man who'd promised to keep him safe couldn't even manage a returned phone call.