Front Man Novels & Stories

he orders and I roll my eyes. The owner of the voice waits for while, probably waiting for me to come out but I don't and the person walks away. After a while, the door of my room bursts open and one of the men from yesterday grabs me from the chair. "You should be down" he says still holding my arm. He leads me downstairs to the large living room where Mr. Kriss is seated, not just he alone, but another man who in a way shares a resemblance to Mr. Kriss

As expected, the two men I had assigned earlier were already there and waiting. Taking the gagging out, I yanked her closer. “Sophia, meet your husband, Frank.” I pointed at the man donned in a leather jacket and faded jeans. Like every player with an ace card, Frank has been mine. The man hated crowds or people in general, and coincidentally, I found him in a homeless shelter I had once volunteered for the charity. Why, don’t ask. Anyway, a fight broke out, and the unenthusiastic way he dismantled the three rowdies around him told me that this guy was more than what meets the eye. Turned out, he was an ex-marine and a damn good marksman. The way he still fought looked like the soldier in hi

My eyes rolled back into my head as I came shamelessly, naked and open in front of this strikingly hot man. Russo El Massimo.

I called him again, but this time, I made sure that it was loud enough to get his attention. His face was grimacing, but when he saw me, it completely changed. Is there something wrong? Because he turned his back to me, I could now see the person in front of him. It was Mr. Manore. What is he doing here? "Good evening, Merchaias." He said this while grinning, and then he motioned himself to a bow.

He waved briefly at me when he realized our arrival. A foreign man stood alone in front of the crowd of Pack members who were on standby. Blood flowed from his temple but judging by his face he seemed to be the same age as Alex. The man was only wearing gray training pants that were already dirty and exposed to dry blood, he wasn't even wearing footwear.

I'm wearing a mask so he can't see my whole face. "Remove that face mask. Did my people forget to tell you to remove it before entering my house?" The coldness on his voice is chilling me. A man on his personality, indeed. Jevro Gusto is a Malemyn with cold personality. He's also unapproachable and hates clingy person. That... I read that on the news.

He muttered, body soaked and sweaty. The man drew a seat closer and sat facing Colton. "The name's Roman. And I've waited an entire lifetime for this day." Colton trembled. Staring into the man's eyes felt like staring at death. “You have the wrong man." He blurted. But the man only smiled, folded his arms and sank into the chair. “I have the right man, alright. Just the stupid one that's always ahead of himself." Then he leaned towards Colton again, his scared eye threatening to pierce Colton's heart.

After returning home, I followed my memory and rushed straight toward the room that belonged to my son, Andy. “Andy? Buddy? Andy, Daddy's home.” The household staff stared at me in shock. At first, I thought it was because of my face. So, I quickly pulled out a wrinkled mask and put it on. I didn't want to scare Andy when he saw me.

Blu * * * One thing about being a gangster is the inability to cry when people are watching. Father said it makes you look weak and that is abominable. It'll give your haters an opportunity to laugh at you, and make you look like a complete fool. So in order to give you haters no view of emotions, you keep up a straight face and once in a while, you smile. Make it look like the pain didn't hurt one bit. It was my father's funeral, everyone kept on whispering and saying things like I'm heartless or wicked or I probably wanted him dead because I have refused to cry, right from the moment they announced his demise to me.

" A voice of a girl who should be between 17 or 18 years said out loudly walking into the same room they are in " You should learn how to talk gently " the man said,his name is Brad " Omg!!! Brother!!! " Lenora shouted running toward Luther and hugged him tightly " Len,,how have you being??" Luther asked as he broke the hug " I really missed you a lot brother,, but I guess you are back now " She pouted and Luther nodded " Yeah,,I will be here for some times " He said " I smell human father,,, someone is here,,," " I brought her " Luther said and she was a little bit shocked