Larry From Sally Face Novels & Stories

"Damn it, you have the guts to say it again?" Being slapped directly to his face, Larry turns over on the spot. He doesn't study well at ordinary times. He follows a group of young people and has a big temper.

he scrambled to his feet. "It's Chloe," I said, my voice flat. "Your eyes, your body, your scent—they all scream for her." Larry's face went white. Chloe picked herself up off the ground, tears streaming down her face as she looked at Larry. "Larry, is that true? Do you... do you really care about me?" Larry looked at her, then back at me, his eyes filled with conflict. Suddenly, he raised his hand and slapped Chloe hard across the face. "Shut up!" he roared. "Who do you think you are?"

The door opened, and Larry got out of the car. He caught sight of Sarah immediately, even from right across the street. Meanwhile, Sarah also happened to look up just then, meeting his gaze at the same time. Larry Grayback.

We looked like a family that belonged together, a family that existed outside the orbit of scandal and strategy. I felt a lump form in my throat, thick and painful. I had spent so much time painting Larry as the villain in my story, the cold, calculating architect of my misery. But looking at this photo, hidden away on his private desk where only he could see it, the image cracked. Larry wasn’t a monster. He was a man who was so terrified of losing what he had that he didn’t know how to hold onto it without crushing it. He was a man who watched his life from the sidelines, capturing moments of joy because he didn't know how to step into them.

To that, Larry is having a whale of time to hear it. In the apartment, Larry is freaking out to go back to his work tomorrow. Indeed, he prepares his things and then, he will be bring it tomorrow. After a few minutes, he has received the call from his cousin. Now, Steven lets the cat out of the bag to him; he has missed his presence. In response, Larry has spilled the beans to him. That, he will meet him soon as, he will get his bunos from the company where he is currently working. Before the call has ended; she has tried to convince to his brother; to work in the company.

Larry’s POV (…the insider) He was surprised to find a woman instead of the man who had killed his father. “What about the Alpha?” he asked. Her lips were lopsided, as she searched his features with her lustful eyes. “Who are you?” he asked again. “Don’t tell me you got brains without looks. Isn’t it obvious I work for the Alpha? He is sick of parading this area without positive news about his next attack. I hope you’re trustworthy enough or else, be ready to end up like the rest of your kind. I’m Lola. A big hug for the macho man.” She wrapped her arms around him. Larry, who was uncomfortable and clueless about why she was sent instead of Xavier, repelled the embrace.

"That's because you never paid attention to me before, Larry." Larry's smile deepened. He really hadn't expected that helping Lucy with something would lead him to such an entertaining lover. Late at night, Larry got dressed and lazily lit a cigarette. Before leaving, he didn't forget to remind her, "Remember to show up at the press conference. As long as you do what I say, you'll be well rewarded." Sarah smiled sweetly, looking obedient and charming. Only after Larry left did Sarah's expression turn cold as she got dressed and swallowed a morning-after pill.

Sebastian popped up from Sally's behind, "Sally, I left your laptop at the table, it's already fixed so no worries." "Ohh~ Got it, thanks!" Sally clapped her hands, "Then, should we help out?" Sebastian nodded in agreement and walked to the kitchen. However, just as they walked towards the kitchen, they heard moans and metals clashing either at the floor or wall... The three of them were confused and slowly walked to the kitchen only to be stunned! Larry was only wearing underwear and not only that but he was tied up! His mouth was covered and only moans he let out!

I blew out a long sigh of relief at his departure. Fuck! Man! Larry was really a handful. He was obviously a lot to deal with whenever he got into those inquisitive situations. He keeps forgetting that curiosity killed the cat. I let my eyes roam back to the screen of my laptop, a folder catching my attention. I leaned in closer.

Larry frowned slightly as he spoke without warning. Although Stanley was sure that it could not have been Cherry, he still ordered someone to bring a photo of that woman. What happened at the engagement party today had been plastered all over the news, and photos of Cherry were everywhere to be seen on the internet. “Is that her?” Stanley got the clearest photo with the best angle and pushed it towards the driver. Larry focused his gaze on the driver. He might appear to be indifferent at first glance, but if one were to observe him closely, he or she would realize that there was a hint of mystery deep within his eyes.