Kick Buttowski Brianna の小説・ストーリー

They were in the station's uniform but I had a feeling they didn't do much field work. "Why are you doing this?" Brianna cried out as she put a hand out to protect Hailey. Hailey was trying to pry the door open with her fingernails. Looks like the outside team had no intentions of letting me off the hall to play. I balled up my fist and struck Bianna across the face. Her hand covered her cheek as she cried. "You psycho bitch!" She screamed in anger. I must have struck a nerve because Bianna's bones started to pop as her transformation took place. Her wolf is coming out to play. I could see the fight or flight written on her face.

“Come. Tell me what that little b*tch, Brianna, had been up to all these years. Her mother was a b*tch who sold her body to entertain others. Brianna must also be a b*tch herself. Without Yvonne, could she have become a prostitute?” “Ehh— This didn’t happen. From the information I gathered, she seems quite capable,” Bennett said. “Oh? Pray tell,” Ruby said. “Brianna got married to a man named William Rockefeller in California. She even gave birth to a son. A few decades ago, she established a large enterprise, Rockefeller Group, that only sold cosmetic products. At its peak, the company had a market value of 300 billion! However, around this time last year, an accident happened. Her husband

“Change.” My brows scrunch. “What?” He sets the shopping bag down slowly like they were fragile before leaning against the edge of my table and damn....he looks so good. “You’re my plus one, Kratoska.” He cocks his head, voice deepening. “My date.” I felt my belly flutter with excitement and also nerves. “Your plus one?” He nods. “There’s a fundraiser dinner. Bratva business that involves powerful faces and important investors.” Just from hearing the word ‘Bratva’, my stomach twisted into knots as the contents of the flash drive flashes into my head.

Lily says scornfully, switching to our native tongue. ‘Dimitri Gusef’, that's who they were talking about. The name alone caused a shiver to run down my spine. He was the scariest and most ruthless mother fucker that has ever walked these streets. And to crown it all, he was the Pakhan and leader of the bratva. I walk away from them not willing to let a single name ruin my day, and having purchased all that I needed to get the borscht stew ready. These days, we can barely afford any other things aside from stew or soup which we serve with potatoes.

Luke takes two, handing me one with a mischievous smile and then Ethan yelps, a big yellow splotch on his bum. “Put the chocolate down.” Kia orders and then Luke’s arm is around my waist, guiding me away from the car and to the safety of the others. I’m teamed up with Aurora and some of her cadet friends, which also includes Kia, who seems very competitive and is true to her word when she said she showed no mercy, gleefully shooting people who are close enough and cheering and protecting her team when they capture the first flag and come tearing back towards us at a full sprint.

“Briana, the entire Barbara is part of this chaotic Mafia world! Besides, you were trained in fighting and you're even good than me. You're also independently wealthy, you're suitable to be a Mafia Bo—” “Oh, shut up, Bria.” My face crumpled in front of her. I'm so tired of hearing this from them. “I'm talking a lot,” she realized. “What do you need? Just cut to the chase, I have a lot of things to do.” I said and sighed heavily. “Excuse me, Ms. Briana. Sir Sebastian sent this,” my secretary intervened before she put the lunch box on my desk. Bria quickly gave me her playful eyes.

Alpha Braxton asked the woman next to him. She shrugged her shoulders. "He injected me with wolfsbane and I almost passed out when my witch powers took over my body. I was awake in my subconscious, but I had no control over my body. I watched as purple beams shot out of my hands and, without even touching Zandicar I was able to break every bone in his body! I tried to stop so that I did not kill him, but after everything he said that he was going to do to me, I could NOT allow him to live!" She then looked at Braxton with a look of concern. "What about the Demon King?! I killed his son! He will most definitely kill me as revenge!" She cried as she buried her head against his chest.

Brianna just smiled. “Well, as long as you don’t mess with what's mine we will get along fine, that Kay bitch on the other hand may have another thing coming,” Bri admitted and I wondered just how far she’d go, her eyes were cold and shadowed when she said it. Which brought up the question. “Did you really put that man in the wheelchair?” she was quiet for a long moment. Her eyes were haunted, disturbed even. “What if I told you I did? What if I told you I had my reasons?”

“Otherwise, you will never be able to forgive yourself in the morning.” At my words, she lets out another whimper, but she doesn’t move to try to grab me again; instead, she starts pulling at her clothes, desperate to get them off her skin. The whole scene is so fucking unsettling and something out of a damn drama, but I knew in this industry crooked shit like this was possible. “Be good,” I warn when Brielle hooks a finger in the top of her dress and attempts to pull it down so her breasts will be revealed. “You need to sober up.”

And I didn't give a fuck about her thought. Now she had good knowledge about the family, she smoothly make lies and spread rumors about me and my mother. "Enough Kiara. My mother is not a murderer. And let me be by myself. Stop bothering me. From now on, I want you to stay away from me." I said calmly through greeted teeth. "Look, the little golddiger is threatening me!" Kiara laughed loudly. Now some of the students in the cafeteria started filming the moment. Kiara was about to grab a bottle of juice from one of the tables, I landed a slap on her.