Novel & Cerita Frankini Henry Danger

Grabbing my Macbook air laptop I started my hacking process Grabbing my Macbook air laptop I started my hacking process. Time skip Time skip It has been like 2 hours now. I am almost done breaking into the security system. I admit, it's very hard. But nothing I haven't done before. Although it's the hardest one I have broken into. But knowing the boss of the mafia from a young age is an advantage. I know the way he thinks, so it's easier. Finally breaking into the security system. I found there location. I took my gun and knife. Heading to my car. And going to the location I found.

I said. "Yeah well, I'm a fallen angel and this is my third body so … don't talk to me about danger," he said, flashing his black eyes. I nearly jumped. His scent was strong, could he control it? Did it get stronger like a skunk or something? Shit, yeah Ryan's someone you want on your side in a fight that much I knew from hunting with him. I wasn’t sure how he could help me though and I really didn’t want to drag him into my mess.

Franklin blinked, glancing between us before nodding, though I could tell he wasn’t convinced. I exhaled and reached up, brushing his hair back from his forehead. “You’re safe. I promise.” We arrived home in silence, the tension lingering like a storm cloud. As soon as we stepped inside, I locked the door behind us, my mind already spinning with a million different thoughts. Alex didn’t waste time. “We need to talk. Now.” I turned to face him, my jaw tightening. “Not in front of Franklin.” “I’ll take him to his room,” Henry offered, giving me a knowing look before kneeling in front of Franklin. “Hey, buddy, why don’t we go inside. I saw your skills out there, you're really good, but let's se

His touch was like a cold, clammy vice, and it brought back all the horrible memories of when he had tried to take advantage of me and Jane in the woods. As Henry's fingers dug deeper into my skin, I couldn't help but think that I would rather be with Damian, despite the danger that lurked beneath his surface. At least with Damian, I felt a twisted sense of safety, a sense that he wouldn't hurt me without a reason. Henry, on the other hand, was a wild card, a psychopath with no conscience and no qualms about hurting those around him. "Hey, why complaining, my love? Didn't you miss me?" Henry's voice was like a snake slithering through the grass, making my skin crawl. His smile was repulsive,

Henry pressed his lips together firmly with the look of disbelief crossing his stern features. “You can’t be serious. You’re still choosing to defend him when the evidence is right in front of your face?” “That hardly counts as evidence. Just because it was one of his pack members,” I said, shaking my head. “Why would Gavin want to hurt someone in his own pack?” “Because he’s dangerous, Erin,” Henry said, releasing his hold on my arms. “How can you continue to defend that monster?” “He’s not a monster,” I said, my tone hardening.

I was supposed to hit Hanna! But he was not the one hit. The tall, dark and dangerous looking, Rustov Melgarejo was the one I hit! Everything happened too fast all at once I didn't see him coming. I heard his voice before but I never thought he would stop me that way! He was gripping on the glass hardly, the blood was flowing down to his arm. I could still see the red liquid dripping on the floor. "That is not the right thing to do!" I looked up. My heart pounded at the cold and darkness of his eyes.

Sinclair's brother had finally managed to bring unwanted attention to the prestigious Santini family but it wouldn't have been possible without the interference of their livelong enemy – the Bianchis. _ _ _ Dimitri, battered Mara, and Ivan were taken in the helicopter. They were told not to say anything as anything they say may be used against them in the court of law so everything's left to murmurs, grunts, and angry murderous glares. Battered Mara was given first aid and the helicopter went straight to the hospital. They landed on the rooftop and rushed Mara to ICU where she was taken care of but throughout the entire ordeal, her wrist was handcuffed to the hospital bed.

I didn't want to leave Manhattan. But dead fathers don't leave you a choice. Eight months after dad died, Mom said we were moving to Madrid. “Better opportunities,” she said. “A fresh start.” What she didn't say was that it had something to do with his old college friend— the one who suddenly cared a lot about us now that Dad was gone. Mom said it was a fresh start. She said Madrid would be good for what she had with him. I didn't get a say. I packed my books and the last pieces of the life I had in New York. Said hurried goodbyes to my friends and boyfriend and followed her across an ocean. Now I was standing in a city that felt foreign to me. Surrounded by boxes and

Why did I seem to like the danger Henry brought? "You're brave enough to refuse, but your body is lying," Henry whispered, his voice deep and full of mockery. Henry licked my ear as his hand held my breast and gently massaged it. From my ear, Henry immediately leaned down, simultaneously lifting my blouse and lowering my bra, and without hesitation, he clamped his mouth onto my breast. I gripped his polo shirt. I felt the weakness in my knees from the intense tickling and pleasure brought by Henry’s sinful tongue. If I weren't leaning against the wall and held by Henry, I might have collapsed to the floor.

“I need to get her out of this. Whatever hold he has on her, I’ll break it.” “Be careful, Henry,” I warned, my voice trembling slightly. “Damon Dark isn’t someone you can just go up against. He’s dangerous.” “I don’t care how dangerous he is,” Henry said firmly. “If Arianna’s in trouble, I’ll do whatever it takes to protect her.” His determination was admirable, but I couldn’t shake the feeling that he was walking into something far bigger than either of us could comprehend. And for the love of God, I did not want that for him.