Frankie X Cleo Novels & Stories

Carter looked like the fucking cat who swallowed the canary with his creepy smug smile. “Liam, Mia,” Carter said when he spotted them. Both men swung away from their stare-down to look at Liam and Mia. “I’d like you to meet Darius Carathurs,” Carter went on, “and Frankie Carr.” Frankie Carr? Was he related to Mia? “Frankie is Mia’s brother,” Carter supplied helpfully for Liam. “He’s generously agreed to be part of our style-off.” Liam didn’t think Frankie was all too pleased to have been roped into this whole debacle. He couldn’t blame the guy, although Frankie definitely needed some help in the style department. The before and after photos would be pretty spectacular.

Frankie bluntly said. Jamie was visibly confused. "Why?" He asked, waiting for the catch. Frankie put on his most friendly face and sat forward. "Look, I know we haven't always gotten on," Frankie told him, "But you did well with the Fisher Account, and Mr Gregory wants me to sort out our relationship." "So... Mr Gregory told you to do this?" Jamie asked with a smug look on his face. He thought that he had gotten one over on Frankie, that he was winning. He had no idea that while away Frankie was going to use his wife's body over and over again.

“You disgusting pig. Stop pretending to be the victim. I know it was you who conspired with my father to murder yours-” Frank’s smirk deepened. “Oh, you mean I told your father how to get close to mine without the notice of his guards? Hahaha. Right. It was me. But that old bastard deserved to die anyway. He forced Claudia to marry that scum. If it weren’t for him, we could’ve been happy together.” Addison recoiled in revulsion. “You’re sick,” she snarled. “Your own sister? Vile.” Frank’s grip tightened, cutting off her air as he stared down her face coldly. “You’d never understand how much Claudia and I loved each other. No one could.”

I'm Frankie. He blushed a little, his expression turning shy as we pressed closer together. — Ciao, Frankie. “He's embarrassed because you saw his dick at the club,” Giulio put in, his tone amused. — I told him you were too busy admiring mine to even look at his. I raised my palms. — It was a blur of dicks, to be honest. I don't remember much either. — I didn't remember Paulo either. I don't think I was looking at their faces at that moment.

I tell them, Sophia clings to my legs while Franklin goes over to introduce himself. “My name is Franklin Bowers, heir of Blood Moon Pack and it's really nice to finally meet you.” He says as he stretches out his hand and then I wait with bated breath to see what they boys will do. Then finally Xavier shakes his hand as does Clayton and I let out the breath that I've been holding.

He kicked Frankie in his knee and pushed him to the floor, he held him down with one hand around his neck and one knee on his chest. Frankie tried to push Nico away but Nico was much stronger than him so Nico was able to completely ignore his attempts. In a desperate bid for freedom, Frankie tried to punch Nico in the face. Nico caught his fist before it managed to get anywhere near his face and tightened his grip. They were halfway across the room but I could hear the bones in Frankie’s hand crack.

Frankie begins, his tone sharp, “you’re really serious about this fucker, huh?” Gio bristles. “Frankie—” “No, I want her to answer me, Gio. Jumping from one brother to another, I guess the apple didn’t fall far from the tree,” Frankie scoffs and shakes his head before turning to Kaius. “How does it feel knowing she sucked Andrei’s dick before she ever got to—” Before Frankie could even finish that sentence, Kaius had leaped to his feet and was now beating the shit out of Frankie on the hardwood floor. The women all take a step back, horrified at what’s happening, and Gio only shakes his head.