Gaston X Lefou 소설 & 이야기

I had no interest in seeing a grown man have open sex in a bid to clear away his boredom. I watched as Gaston made his way into the station. I got down as soon as he disappeared through the door. I paced to and fro as I waited for Gaston to show up. I had just picked up a wet pebble to play with when I sighted him walking out with the chief himself. He pointed at me and said something to the officer which made the man nod firmly. "Good evening to you, Belle. I am Lefou, the town’s chief," the tough-looking officer greeted.

“You should not have made an enemy of Master Alex and coveted his wife! Today will be the last day of your life!” “What?” Gaston responded in shock, “He’s no master. He’s just a piece of garbage!” Lord Lex sneered. "He is the son of an old friend of mine. You treat him as you treat me. Do you think I’m a piece of garbage too?” Gaston’s eyes opened wide and his mouth was gaping like a dead goldfish. He finally realized his mistake. He was really going to pay with his life for his stupidity! Gaston quickly kneeled and said, "I’m sorry Master Alex! I’m just putting up an act for money. Master Alex, I’m not really lusting for your wife to accompany me."

"Damn it. Don't make fun of me." Wren punched Gaston in the shoulder in annoyance at the sound of his howling laugh. Gaston was a total damn man for mocking him when he was totally messed up with all the trouble that had befallen him. How could it be that just because of a woman like Lexie, he was willing to throw himself into the black world that he had always shunned. Although he had been friends with Rafe for quite a while and knew how his life had been. He had committed himself to be limited to being Rafe's friend without really wanting to throw himself into the black world that had always surrounded Rafe. But suddenly he had crossed the line he had set himself to save a woman he had onl

A single black Range Rover, windows opaquely tinted, awaited them, engine idling like a patient beast. Leon’s contact—a former French DGSE operative named Gaspard with a face like a friendly axe-murderer—drove with a preternatural calm, slicing through the downpour towards Geneva. “The storm is good cover,” he grunted in heavily accented English. “Even their drones are blind.”

he replied coolly but the seriousness and coldness of his eyes remains as if he was restraining his anger. They know each other and it is so obvious that they didn't get along together. "She is Ildefonso's woman, so I suggest you step back and keep your distance" I keep my straight face when Phoebus looks at me with surprise before shifting back his gaze to Gustave. Now I realize who's Gustave he's talking to. Pierro Gustave, Sain's consigliere came from the Licciardi clan. He's the man who keeps on following me since a while ago.

My skin felt like it was crawling with a thousand tiny ants. "Let me help you out of these clothes," Gaston whispered. The sight of my flushed cheeks, parted lips, and dazed eyes seemed to excite him so much that his voice had gone hoarse. He unbuttoned my blouse, and his eyes burned red as they fixed on the swell of my chest. "No… Wait… I have to go to Stevie…" I gasped and stopped Gaston in time. I had to know what Faye and Stevie were really up to!