I Want To Be Your Left Hand Man Novels & Stories

I lower my lashes. Hide the triumphant glitter in my eyes. Let them talk. Let them judge. Let Cyrus think he still has any claim. Because the only hand I feel is the one currently crushing mine beneath the table in silent, desperate promise. And that hand belongs to the only man who matters.

Seizing the moment, he decided to demand what he wanted, knowing that in this rare mood, the Mafia King might actually grant his wish. “I’ve already told her that I am your right-hand man, so don’t make a liar out of me. You have to make this happen. Appoint me as your right hand,” Luca insisted stubbornly. Luciano narrowed his eyes and stepped closer, looming over him. Luca felt a sudden surge of nerves. Had he pushed the Don too far? Was he about to be killed with Luciano’s bare hands for his insolence? Luciano simply patted his back and said, “You are very important to me, and this is just a title. If it makes you happy, you are my right-hand man from this moment on.”

But she continued to drink it. Shawn smiled softly and quietly he told her. "I promised you before and I'll promise you again... I'll always stand by your right side, I'll be your right hand... If you start having a hard time and get tired using your left hand I'll be here to be your right hand... I'll follow you anywhere and keep you strong." The familiarity of his words with Danial made her shook her head. ********** "What are you doing here?" Julian barked almost angrily.

Get it? ***** This isn’t happening. ‘A pleasure to meet you.’ Those blue eyes smiled back. I stared at the large hand, speechless, cause my throat went parched dry. Quick! Take it! What are you waiting for? You’re gonna make him look like an idiot in front of the boss lady, and you don’t want that. Remember, he’s your ticket to fame! My face swivelled up as my hand shot out to grab his for a firm handshake. Mustering an even smile, I said, ‘T-The pleasure is mine, M-Mr. Black.’

"I have a lot of knowledge and plans that could help you win over them. I am more capable of helping you be the most powerful individual in this land than anybody else." He began to move away from her while taking a few steps back. "You know me so well, Algea. I don't like words; I like actions," he told her. "If you really are capable of being my right hand, then prove it to me." "Well, of course. I am ready to prove that. But how about you, my lord? Are you ready to give me the favor that I would ask you?" Algea smirked.

Tonight, it left a bitter taste in my mouth. "Fucking circus," I muttered, reaching for my lipstick. My hand hesitated over the tube. Did I really need another coat? Who was I trying to impress? I knew the answer, even if I didn't want to admit it. This whole charade was for Alex's benefit. Sure, I stood to gain from our arrangement too, but right now, it felt like I was nothing more than arm candy for Seattle's most eligible bachelor. The door swung open without warning. My eyes flicked to the mirror, catching Alex's reflection as he sauntered in, all easy confidence and tailored suit.

Vansh held my hand the one which was fine and began to walk but I didn't. He looked at me and gave a look of irritation " listen we can fight all you want but after we treat this okay? " he said in a firm voice which I don't know why made me obey him. At that moment I didn't knew what I was getting myself into *** P. S. Comment guys

I should not be too forward " Is it going to hurt "oh God I could do this all day " No... I'm just gonna, um , like finger you once sorta " finger? I'm cool with it I sit on a chair and slowly part my leg. I've never been fingered allmy life but t here right now the person that i have always crushed on is going to finger me. Oh i raise the towel all up to my belly and spread my legs as wide as I can.

Should I be doing the same thing too? I slowly opened my mouth, "Umh...I'm horny..." She winked and placed her left hand on her breast, .'I'm so fucken wet.... for you.' I couldn't hold myself anymore.. my left hand moved to the hem of my trouser and stayed there. "You're killing me... baby please don't kill me like this." 'you're the one killing me.. and what happened to your left hand..? I wanna see it.' I rolled my eyes, "it's doing nothing on my trouser."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry... It's just that I didn't expect you to be so traditional, with that kneeling and stuff... Not so whimsical either, as to want to abandon me because I don't want to lose your hand the way you command me to..." Embarrassed even more by those words, Ivan demanded, "Let go of me..." "But I didn't refuse. It's quite elaborate, and I don't think I'm smart enough to do something like that. However, I will do it, because you are my omega and I love you. If it's what you want, I'll do all that to ask for your hand, and even more, I'll see to it that it's unforgettable..." "You promise?" "I swear. From now on, I will take care of making all your dreams come true... I will make