Novel & Cerita Henry Danger Saturday Night Lies

He stopped smiling immediately before sitting down, placing the envelop he has brought with him on the table. Jane sat across him and glanced at the wine on the table. “Wine?” She raised her glass, and he nodded, she pushed an empty neat glass to him and poured him some wine from the wine bottle. “How is he?” Jane asked after Henry sipped some glass of wine, her expression now serious and the smiles on her face were wiped off her face like they were never there. Henry exhaled sharply and pushed the envelope to her and she glanced at it. “See for yourself.” He told her and she took the envelope, tearing it open, she took out the pictures on it and her eyes drooped.

It's kind of funny seeing a guy as confident and powerful and dangerous-looking stuttering like a 5 year old, but the situation is stopling me from laughing. He sits there and he doesn't say, or do anything, just sits there for a few long moments; I'm not even sure if he's breathing. And then, all of a sudden, he stands up, pushing the chair bacwards so hard that it falls over, and covers his face with his palms. "Motherfucker." he mumbles to himself and then gives me that dangerous look he has when he's planning to kill someone. Oh boy. "With who? You're pregnant with who?" he roars out and I want to sink into the ground because everybody's eyes are on us.

Rana looked at him and felt a little relieved. "Henry, we are going to see Brother Liam tomorrow. You should sleep early. Brother Liam said we should go during the day to better see the bar's layout and structure." Henry nodded and went directly into his bedroom. Rana pursed her lips tightly, sat on the sofa, and looked out the window. There was silence in the living room. At two in the morning, Henry's bedroom door quietly opened. Carrying a suitcase, Henry silently walked out. As he passed the living room, his eyes fell on the silent shadow on the sofa. He thought he had seen a ghost!

Then again, Daciana will be damned to have intercourse with this stinking pig. “Calm down, baby girl. I'm about to make you feel good” he coaxed as he ripped off her blouse. His eyes met with those plummy breasts of hers. His mouth watered, and his arousal began unsettling. Henry intended to pull off his pants when a frightening sound was heard. “What the fuc. k!” he cursed, turning to behold a scary figure—the door was shattered and the figure was literally pitch dark. He almost jumped in fear as those bright red eyes glared murderously at him.

“Thank you,” “That’s it, guys. I’ll see you in two weeks and if the procedures take less time than that, I’ll see you in a week but know this, that child isn’t yours,” “Thank you, Damien,” Henry shook his hand. “Do you also have any issue you want me to sort out, Mr. Salvatore?” “I’m a good guy, I don’t go about doing insane things,” Henry replied, glaring at me. “Good guys meet bad people too, Henry, be careful out there,”

“Hey, am sorry Ivory, I really am. For some reason I was just scared to think you could be like that, I don't know what came over me.” “Its fine, you don't just want a mistake to repeat itself, I mean with your sister and everything you went through.” “Yeah, exactly.” He replied with a smile. “Okay then, bye, see you tomorrow.” She said and turned to walk away. “Wait, hold on.” Henry said pulling her back and she groaned. “What? What is it again?” “Can I give you a ride? I mean it is late already and it is dangerous out there by Night, you almost go raped and... “

Daniel kept following Henry until they got to Henry's door. “Do you want to follow me inside? Perhaps, do you want to spend the night with me?” Henry asked, eyeing Daniel. Daniel took two quick steps back. “No, sir, of course not.” Daniel shook his head. “Check the CCTV camera outside, the girl I chased out of the club, get me her info and also bring a girl in here. Don't bring a mad girl in, make sure to clear her on what I like and dislike. I'm in no mood for jokes tonight.” Henry warned before going into the room and closing the door.

Henry took a step closer to him and through Sebastian’s distorted vision, he saw his eyes darkening. “I would second think your threats next time,” Henry said in a low and dangerous tone. He really was a dangerous individual; Sebastian wasn’t sure what his game was, but it wasn’t going to work. The scars on Sebastian’s face burned, leaving him in agony. His head was throbbing to a point where he thought he was going to throw up. He refused to do that on Henry’s doorstep. “Hurts, doesn’t it?” Henry said, a low laugh erupting from his throat as he bent down to near Sebastian. “It’s only going to get much worse.”

The drive to Alexander’s penthouse was silent — not peaceful, but tense, heavy, wrapped in fear neither of them dared to name. Lena stared out the window as the city lights blurred past, her heartbeat an unsteady rhythm. Danger wasn’t just at work anymore. It had followed her home. Inside her home. She wasn’t safe anywhere. Alexander kept one hand on the wheel, the other gripping the console so tightly his knuckles turned white. Every red light seemed to agitate him. Every shadow made him look twice.

“Not a fun Sunday.” He sighs and pulls a blade from his belt, flipping it over. The steel hums with his blood magic, absorbing the frequency of the enchantments. I know better than to talk while he’s doing that. Henry’s dangerous when he’s focused. Surgical. Every flick of his hand is calculated, lethal. It’s why Layah trusted him with this mission. It’s why I trust him with my life and still, I can’t help the itch crawling up my spine. “Something’s off,” I whisper, scanning the treetops below.