I Want To Be Your Left Hand Man Novels & Stories

He desperately needed this job. Seeing the hesitation in the waiter's eyes, Nora became even more enthusiastic and pleaded, "Please, I won't be long and I won't cause any trouble. I promise." "Nora!" The woman who had been mocking Nora immediately grabbed Nora's hand and pushed her away. "What are you doing? Get out of here! This isn't your place. You weren't invited here!" "That's right, you weren't invited, so why did you force your way in? Were you never taught manners?"

l will revenge for you. I will treat you well I will give you everything you desire in this world. Even if it means getting the stars from the sky l will. I can put my life for you if l have too. Protecting you and Tamim are my responsibility of you accept me. I won't let you down.

Her hand tightens on mine, and there's a telltale wet glimmer in her eyes. "I will go anywhere with you," I continue. "Take on anything. Protect you in every way that I can. And if there's ever anything I can't defeat for you, I'll hold your hand and face it with you. I will never leave your side." I swallow down the lump in my throat. "I've wanted this for a long time, Lou. To officially be a family. You've made me the happiest man in the world, and I promise that no matter what happens, I will spend the rest of my life repaying you for what you've given me."

I whirled around, my hand in air, ready to backhand him but my body froze on the threat that echoed around me; “Your hand touches me and you’ll find it lying on this very ground you stand on.” ***

I try. “There have been balls,” Faris Jr groans. “I am tired of dressing up looking for a mate.” I twitch my feet up and down. I know I shouldn’t do what I am about to do. But I need Faris Jr on our side. I need the lycans on our side. “Give me your hand,” I say curtly. Faris Jr looks at me with wide eyes. “Are you sure?” “Just give me your hand,” I snap.

I’m going to run towards you! I took his left hand and placed it on my left inner thigh. “I’m not running, Conor. I want this! I want you to take what’s yours.” Oh, I want this so much. That fire is deep in my veins and it’s not going to leave me alone until I have this.

"You used this hand to write your name on what is not yours. You will never use it again." I grabbed the heavy black titanium pen and forced it into his left hand, slapping it against the paper. "You have five seconds to sign with your left hand," I commanded, my taped fingers wrapping around his broken right hand, ready to take the next finger off. "Or I will start stripping your hand down to the bone." "I'll sign! I'll sign!" Jude choked out, his chest heaving in wild, hysterical gasps.

"Look at me, Ivy," he rasped, pinning her wrists to the stone mantle, his body a searing weight that anchored her to the present. "I want you to feel the depth of this obsession. I want you to remember the way my hands feel when they own you, so that when you’re hiding, when you’re waiting for me to come for you, you don't forget who your Master is."

Sure, I could say the safe word, but do I need to? His hand stays still as they talk, not moving; it is just settling on my pussy. The fact it isn't moving is teasing me more; his hand is perfectly placed so it teases me, wanting me to make him play. He knows what he is doing. I have two options: leave his hand there teasing me and fight back the urge to make him play, or try to get him to play with me.

He says once he realises I am left speechless. With a faint smile touching the corners of my mouth, I drop my hand and step back two feet away from him, “first, there is one person I want with me at all times and I will not negotiate on this.” Combing his fingers through his saturated hair, Leo regards me suspiciously, “and whom might this one person be that you want by your side at all times, cara mia?” I thrust my chin out, my gaze boring into his, “Ivan Petrov.” I reply in a stern tone, so he knows that I am dead serious.