Like A Gentleman Novels & Stories

He is an incredible jerk! "You eat a lot. You are so thin! Like a tree branch!" Damn! Never a word of praise came out of that ugly mouth. You ugly Edmund! Damn Edmund! Bastard Edmund! 💰💰💰💰💰💰💰💰💰💰💰💰 You can be sure if Daniel is a true gentleman. He treats women very politely. This kind of man I need, not like that bastard Edmund! But wait! Does that mean I'm expecting that bastard? Oh no, Em! Your life will be in hell forever!

"Night!" Once I returned his phone, I slumped against him. "He seemed to be a nice man. Then why do you behave like you don't like him at all?" He snorted, wrapping his arms around me. "He's always a gentleman to ladies. Especially to those he thought was decent. Otherwise he wouldn't even look at you twice." I rolled my eyes. "Whatever you say, he helped us a lot today. We should personally thank him, you know? Maybe invite him for dinner?"

He raised his brows while I stared back, wondering what he was talking about. "Think what?" I repeated. "About men being gentlemen means they have an ulterior motive," he responded, and I dropped the glass cup on the table. "It's common among men! They read women like a book, studying them long enough to realise they love being pampered and cared for, and only a gentleman can pull that through, and so they have to act like someone they are not just so they can get what they want," my voice filled with spite and disgust despite trying to hide it.

He said with a stupid smirk on his jerk face. He? A gentleman? Bitch he looks like a walking red flag man, you can't consider that as a gentleman. He may look gorgeous but that doesn't mean he's a gentleman, I bet he doesn't even open the door for the lady and would take on the first of the line instead of an old lady and I bet he doesn't follow the 'lady's first' thingy. "B*tch please, you a gentleman? I would prefer to call you a cave man," I joked and he playfully glares at me.

When he did, Raphael suddenly lifted up his face, his hazy gaze met his. "Gilbert, my friend." Raphael gave him an eerie smile, he laughed and pat both of Gilbert's shoulder hard. His next sentences sounded like slurs in his ears, and Gilbert knew he had to somehow get Raphael out of there. "Let's go back to your place." Gilbert was embarrassed in his place, Raphael had been a well put together man who barely went out of control like then. It was so strange looking at such a respectable man in such state. It made him wonder what caused the man to act like that. The Raphael he knew would never do that, unless he had strong enough reason to do that.

"You should start using nail clippers." My eyes widened at his statement. "You should start acting like a gentleman." "You should start acting like a lady." "A lady? What do you know about 'acting like a lady'? None!" "What do you know about 'acting like a gentlema-'" He was cut off by gun shots. The f*ck?

She even grinned at the gentleman before starting to mop the floor. “Is he rich?” He asked curiously. Alexa stopped what she was doing and looked at the gentleman. “It’s just a bonus that he has money. I’m lucky with him because, aside from being handsome, he is very kind, and he’s got a high stamina!” The gentleman coughed because of the woman’s last statement. “You don’t believe my husband is handsome?” The gentleman clacked his tongue and smiled. “Oh, grandpa, you even look like him, so believe what I say.”

“But of course, that’s always the case with women who are naturally modest. You wear it well, Harper. You don’t need anything flashy.” I nod once, barely, and keep my hands folded tightly in my lap so he won’t see them shaking. He talks like he’s complimenting me, but every word lands like a rule being written in ink. I'm shocked by how good he is at sounding like a gentleman while he does it.

he complimented her. "Thanks." When he didn't take his hand away and started to caress her leg instead, she lifted his hand and put it on his lap. He glanced at her noticing the gesture, "I'm sorry, was I too forward?" he asked as he turned the clutches to go faster. "I think it was inappropriate, a gentleman should always keep their hands to themselves," she said coolly. He had a naughty smile on his face, "I hate to break it to you ... I may not be able to live up to your definition of a gentleman, I like to touch and feel the things I like."

She's the only person whom I feel truly genuine towards me. "Good evening. Can we have a table for four, please?" Martin asked after greeting her. See, there's a reason why I say he's a gentleman. He greets people irrespective of their superiority or inferiority. He treats everyone the same and I highly doubt Adam has the same gentleman feature. Well.... by looking at the facial expressions of the waitress it feels like she feels the same way. I mean she seemed happy and looks like she goes a feeling of being respected when she saw heard that.