Lesley And Harley Novels & Stories

Harley shook his head, still laughing. “Wouldn’t think of it.” He shrugged and we started walking back towards the gallery. “So why do you keep letting her boss you around?” He asked. “I can tell that you’re just acting submissive, and then you roll your eyes behind her back.” I shrugged. “What choice do I have?” I asked. Harley didn’t seem to have an answer, because he remained silent until we came back to the gallery. A new race had started and we found Soraya and Alessandro watching the race.

**** It's great to be out here doing something fruitful instead of staying at home and doing nothing but homeworks, listening to complains and feeling like shit about how my life is turning out to be. Going here and there in this fancy cafe might be stressful but I'd rather stress myself out and be happy about it than do nothing and be one of the saddest billionaire's daughter out there. "Harry's gonna kill me the moment he finds out you're working here" Harley said as we settled on one of the seats like we're customers. No one would know she was one of the bosses and I, one of the employees. Everything seems to be balanced here as everyone is loved and respected.

he announced going ahead to make a roll call of each partners. Harley as usual was sitting in the back with her chin on her desk. She wasn't so excited about the pairing that was happening. She was not familiar with any of the people in her class or knew their names. So she was in a blind spot which made her to only hope. When Mr. Sal reached the letter G, Harley's head shot up and she listened patiently.

Harley enters the space trying his best to not draw any attention to him, to be invisible. He moves professionally around the room, collecting dirty dishes and used glasses. As he passes around Ronan, he feels a caring hand caressing his back. He looks at the hitman and offers him a shy smile, quickly getting back to his task. Leaving the main office behind, Harley goes to the opposite side. He finds Clyde deeply concentrated in front of a computer. There’s papers carefully organised all over the desk, table and sofa. Scared to disturb the older, Harley decides to skip this one, opting to go over to Diaz’s room to clean. Now that he is absolutely sure that Althea is far away, the cook is fin

“Are we going to keep avoiding the subject? We’ve eaten and I updated you about the Gift Female and Shadow. They are happy and in love. Breeze is fully recovering at Reservation. I’ve talked. You haven’t.” Moon sighed. “You came in smelling of shared sex. She’s still all over you since you didn’t shower before dinner. What are you doing?” “Spending time with my best friend.” Harley grumbled deep within his throat to sound his displeasure. “I don’t know.” It was tough to admit. “Joy’s always been a complication.” “Is she leaving?” “Not right away,” he hedged. “Damn it. Stop that. What is going to happen between you two?”