Larry X Mr Small の小説・ストーリー

And even now as they got to the clan house, he still shot him a suspicious glance. Xander suddenly drew closer to him and sniffed. He scrunched up his nose as he gave him a disapproving look, while Larry tried to remain as indifferent as possible. “You smell of human.” Xander snapped and Larry gave him a questioning look. “Yeah, I smell of human. We just left a human house, what did you think I was going to smell of? Dog?” But Xander was not satisfied. He kept scrutinizing Larry with microscopic eyes till Larry sighed in exasperation.

"Oh, yeah? You are all insecure because you may have the money, but you don't have the brain. You bully kids that are better that are better than you, because you envy them! You want to destroy them so no one will be better than you are!" Xavier obviously got offended by Larry's words. It was true, Xavier may be the son of a lawyer, but he doesn't have the brains. He can barely keep his grade on a D-negative. Landon on the other hand, he doesn't even need to exert so much effort. He was born smart. Robert watched as Larry Higgins stumble in front of the people of Sunnyville. He is the town's shoeshiner. Even he calls for Larry's service from time to time. Sometimes, Larry would fix their sin

Harry grunted. Denver winced. He inched closer to Harry and sniffed his shirt. Ouchh. He smelt like sex! Shifting his gaze to look into Harry’s face, Denver curled his lips into a devious smirk. “Sorry man… for interrupting your enjoyment. But I think you really need a break from all this drilling. Let the pussies rest.” With a wave of the hand, he signaled a server to bring him his special to his room and proceeded to walk up to the private room alongside Harry.

I slipped the cash in the counter and the sound of notes going in and out was enough to calm me. "I'm still wondering when I'd ever get to see your face Glam." He smiled up at me, his smile was adorable enough to make me almost kiss his cheeks. Larry was a tall lad with a muscular build topped with amazing hair and the most beautiful eyes I'd ever seen in a man. Never had a black man looked so yummy to me, or I just wasn't looking at them with the same emotions involved when I admired Larry. "All in good time. 34700." I said to him.

"But I wanted to humiliate her publicly the same way she humiliated me publicly. I want to turn the whole world against her the same way she turned the whole world against me. I want to crush her career the exact way she crushed mine." "I know." She grins. "But isn't it a little more fun when you have the power to crush her and you keep threatening her with it for years?" A knock on the door puts a pause to the conversation. Lana opens the door wide for Larry. This is the first time I've met him in person. He's a cute tall guy with glasses. And Lana was right. He does smell like flowers. He walks in with another woman behind him, dragging her suitcase. She's a short woman with long wild hair

What kind of idiot is he? [Some broke guy trying to scam 130,000 with just 1,300. Why not go rob a bank instead?] People across the internet condemned Nancy's and Erick's behavior. Some even dug up their home address and Erick's workplace. … Concerned citizens began calling Erick's company nonstop, reporting his misconduct in his personal life. They demanded that he be fired.

Her eyes dart toward me, then to the man sitting beside her. “Charlotte,” she says quickly, standing to hug me. “You came.” “Of course,” I murmur, glancing at the stranger across the table. “You didn’t say we were expecting company.” He stands, offering a polite smile. He’s tall, early thirties, maybe, dressed in a dark jacket and crisp white shirt. There’s something oddly familiar about his eyes, a quiet, assessing kind of calm that feels too practiced. “Hi, Charlotte,” he says. “I’m Larry."

Larry took out another cigar and threw it on the table in front of Harvey as a form of goodwill. Harvey smiled, but did not pick up the cigar. He calmly asked, “Let me ask you something. If the same thing happened to you, would you agree to these conditions?” “I won’t.” “Because you and I are not even comparable.” Larry frowned. He was discontent. “Young man, you should know that a pheasant and a phoenix are two different beings even if they look similar!” The followers that came with Larry chuckled coldly. ‘Where did this man come from? Does he think that he’s a big character because he trampled on Faye and Fred?’

Had a powerful older brother… Larry’s body went rigid. His blood froze as he lifted his head again, staring at that icy face. His limbs shook without control. It took him a long, agonizing moment before he managed to whisper, his voice trembling, testing: “Michael… Xander?” The man’s expression didn’t flicker. His eyes remained flat, detached, carrying the untouchable air of someone above all things. When his gaze swept over Larry, it was calm, but that calm only made the contempt sting sharper.

He pulled an unpleased expression, "Who's she going on a date with?" Larry walked out from where he was watching, walked up to Terry, and said, "She's going on a date with me." Terry looked at Larry with an unimpressed look, "And who are you?" The maid went to answer, "This is-" Larry cut her off, "I'm no one important. I'm just dating Sash." Terry looked at him annoyed, "You're close enough to be calling her by her nickname?" Larry smiled at him, "Of course!"