I'm Still Standing Bruno Novels & Stories

His head snapped up to me. Looking down at him to help matters since his neck looked like it would pop out of its socket if he kept stretching it like that. “What?” He lets out a sound that’s more like a hiss and a screech at the same time. “You think I didn’t fucking know you already had that club built months ago?” His eyes were wide now. “Y-you knew?” “Yes, you, Buffon. Next time you want to compete with me or anyone else, for that matter, here’s a pro tip.

Rita’s voice cracked in confusion. But Brandon didn’t look at her. His eyes were still locked on me. Like I was the only one that existed in the world right then. He didn’t speak. He didn’t move. He just stood there, holding the jacket out like he had all the time in the world. I stood still, my body trembling slightly. Part of me wanted to accept his jacket. But the other part didn’t trust him. Not when I still didn’t know if he was the one behind the photo.

"I don't know how!" A massive shadow creature, larger than the others, lunged at me. I threw up my hands instinctively, and a silver light shot forward. But this time, Lucas was faster. He threw himself between me and the creature, taking the blow meant for me. The creature's claws raked across his chest, opening deep gashes that immediately began bleeding. Lucas grunted in pain but didn't fall. He drove his own claws into the creature's throat, ripping it out in one savage motion.

Bruno repeated the business manager's name in a disapproving tone. He got up from the chair, standing beside the older man, who was much taller than him, but even so, I was the shortest in the room, being only two or three centimeters shorter than Bruno. "Why didn’t you tell me there was such a beautiful lady wanting to see me?" Bruno asked in a huskier tone. The older man smiled, but the malice with which the man in front of me stared made me feel exposed. He seemed to be observing every part of my body from top to bottom before extending his hand to me, which I took without hesitation.

The burning at my roots stopped, thankfully, and I crawled off the stage toward where I hoped safety was. The fight was short, and before I knew it, Bruno was pulling me up, the smell of his pungent aftershave comforting. "You all right, Ronnie?" For all his brutish physicality, Bruno was a gentle giant of three little girls. He pulled out some haphazard tie-dyed square of cloth from his pocket and blotted my eyes so I could see his green mug. He smiled, and to all outsiders, he probably looked like he was bearing his tusks at me. "This is the second time this week."

"I'm sorry to have startled a young and beautiful lady like you," he said in a fine voice I was lost due to his sweet voice and I found myself staring at him like he was an angel sent from heaven to redeem me "Who are you?" I managed to ask after staring for a while "I'm Bruno, I saw you walking by and I was caught by that sexy ass of yours" he answered I was instantly pissed at what he said and this made me walk past him in anger, I thought he wanted to say some nice but guess all men are the same

Mia There Bruno stood in the doorway, frozen in shock, his eyes wide and fixed on the man beside me as if he had just seen a ghost crawl out of the grave. “Bruno?” My voice came out breathless. “What the hell are you doing here?” I adjusted my robe instinctively and stepped closer to Rolex, standing shoulder to shoulder with him as if my body could shield him from whatever storm Bruno had brought with him. Bruno didn’t answer me immediately. He couldn’t tear his eyes away from Rolex.

Turns out Bruno is currently in Russia taking care of business as Mr Vince explains . “ I’m the mafia “ once more his words echoed through my head. Bruno said he’s the mafia . I’m not supposed to feel this way towards him . For starters he's my stepbrother . He is also associated with the mafia . Bruno is like a forbidden fruit which I am not supposed to taste . But after having a taste of this forbidden fruit . I anticipate more .

And all those hungry customers give an ear-full even if I'm a minute late. Bruno is the second son of Madam Serena, he's a nice guy, Tall, A cool tanned colored skin, Short black hair which he Never combs, and tattoos all over his chest like he was In a gang before now, and I think he's over thirty-eight this year.

What are you doing, bodyshaming him? I whispered to Bruno He ignored me like I did to him minutes ago "Well I saw the this coming maybe am the next in line" I said out I stood up and went after Andre **🎤BRUNO'S POV🎤* I took a shot from my wine glass angrily Staring till she's out of sight I sighed and buried my hand over my face Stacy cleared her throat,I hesitated then looked up "I know you are into her but hey am here,like I exist duh!..she's not the only girl on this table"