I'm Still Standing Bruno Mga Nobela at Kwento

He didn't hear the sound of the door opening and the sound of footsteps walking in and halting. But the familiar baritone voice brought him from his foggy state and back to earth. “What the fuck?” Bruno heard the coldness before the words and his skin turned cold. He slightly pushed Carnis away from him and stared at two pairs of cold eyes. “What the fuck is happening here?” Anthonio folded his arms together and stared hard at them. Carnis bent her head and Bruno clenched his teeth. “I won't repeat myself,” Anthonio said. “Boss… I..” Bruno made to speak but the door burst open.

Marco »»»◈««« I let out a thick puff of smoke as I watched one of the Bruno soldiers running with his tail between his legs. A few moments ago, I forced his boss's cock into his mouth as he sat there and cried like a little bitch. And now he was on his way with a chopped-up cock of Santino to get the message to his brother.

“This place means so much to the three of us.” “Enough, you big lunatic. Let go before I have to punch that ugly nose of yours!” Marcos growled playfully. “I’ll back off just to get a look at this cutie here,” Bruno said, eyeing me up and down. “You’re hotter than when you left this town, waving at us mortals with that gorgeous ass.” He held back a laugh, teasing Marcos.

He had to finish this fight, and he had to finish it now. Bruno saw his opening, and he took it. He punched De Mario in the stomach, and De Mario doubled over in pain. Bruno followed up with a kick to the head, and De Mario fell to the ground. Bruno stood over De Mario, and he raised his fist. He was about to deliver the final blow when he heard a voice. "Stop," the voice said. Bruno turned around, and he saw a woman standing in the doorway. She was young and beautiful, and she had long, flowing hair.

{Abebi } "Are you out of your mind?" Mac Allister's words carried both disbelief and a hint of anger. He understood the danger we were in, yet he stood his ground. Bruno, however, seemed to revel in the chaos, his intentions revealed by his chilling response. "I have always waited for this day," he declared, his voice dripping with malice. My heart pounded in my chest as Bruno's finger tightened around the trigger. I closed my eyes, bracing for the worst, but instead, a gunshot echoed through the air. I cautiously opened my eyes to see Bruno lifeless on the ground, blood staining the earth beneath him.

someone gushed in the crowd. Bruno emerged first, his tall figure commanding attention. Dressed in an expensive suit-though not from F&F to avoid suspicion and attention-he stood out. The suit emphasized his broad shoulders and trim waist. "That is definitely the most handsome guy at the party," Aliyah whispered, and Beyoncé smirked. "I found a one-night stand now... Who's the bitch? Happy breakup day," she smirked to herself. The moment Bruno stepped down from the car, he was surprised by the giggles and high-pitched screams that erupted from the crowd of women, whose partners must have been wishing for his death.

'It's him! It's him! It's him!' My mind shrieked, and all the alarms in my head went off like it was the end of the world because it was the end of mine. Bruno was here. Bruno was standing right in front of me, flesh and blood and breathing! In real life!

Our eyes met across the floor through the crowd and it was only seconds but it felt like everything. His jaw was tight and his eyes were dark and there was controlled fury in every line of his body. I didn't look away. Neither did he. We just stared at each other in this silent brutal standoff until Miles turned us in the natural movement of the dance and before I could get to look the again, he's disappeared from view. The music wound down into its final notes and we slowed and stopped, still holding each other. Light polite applause rippled through the room. Other couples were breaking apart but we stayed for a second longer.

I can't feel my feet anymore, and my hands have turned an alarming shade of red. This is insane. I should leave, go back to Maya's, accept that Adrian has made his choice. But if I leave now, I'll never find the courage to try again. 7:15 PM. The door opens and Adrian walks out. He's on his phone, earbuds in, completely absorbed. Doesn't even glance my direction. I stand on legs that barely work. "Adrian." He doesn't hear me. "Adrian!" Louder this time. He looks up, sees me, and his entire body goes rigid. For a second, I think he might turn around and go back inside.

"Lately, I've been getting jumpy. I wanna kick some ass. Then I remembered you and I got some unfinished business." I cursed myself because I had just promised Ronnie I wouldn't fight. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Ronnie watching me, waiting for me to say something. "Well, isn't that unfortunate. I can't beat you, so there's no need fighting you. You win, Golden boy. I stand no chance against you." Golden boy's stare became deadly. "Remember Jacob? He's a good acquaintance of mine." I tried to keep my expression deadpan. "Yeah, so?"