Loathsome Leonard Rottmnt Mga Nobela at Kwento

Donald cut in. "What are you saying?" Leonard asked with a frown. "What I'm saying is that you're useless, you were there with her but you couldn't protect her, you don't deserve to be her mate, you are nothing but a worthless bastard who...." Leonard super sped to him before he could complete his words, he grabbed him by his neck. "Who the f**k do you think you are? Have you forgotten that I'm the crowned Alpha Prince of this pack and I won't tolerate any disrespect from you!!!" Leonard growled.

"Still...." "Still what?," Leonard snapped at her as he continued "Move on Scarlett, you are free, you aren't a slave to love...if it's someone handsome rich, and powerful you are looking for I'm sure you'd find them, I'm but a fish in the vast ocean Scarlet, you are beautiful yourself they wouldn't be hard to get." "Don't you dare disrespect me like that Leon, I'm not a whore." she glared dangerously at him her blue eyes turning shades darker until they had turned completely black with the wind becoming more violent than usual.

Tanya trembled with rage, her voice shaking as she spat, “You’re disgusting. How can someone be this shameless?!” Leonard stepped closer, his fingers brushing her cheek in a deliberately intimate, taunting gesture. “Then why don’t you take your friend’s place?” As he spoke, his hand began to wander. Tanya shuddered violently and shouted, “Leonard Eastwood! You scumbag! Do you have any idea what ethics even mean?!” She glared at him with such hatred that, if looks could kill, Leonard would have died a thousand times over. All she received in return was his cold, humorless laugh.

Leonica neared the table and picked one of the file's up, flicking through its content and taking in the information written on the first page. "Lana Winslow," She read the name of the female culprit, eyes racking over her ordinary feature, but most of all, she didn't look like someone Leonica had bumped shoulders with. So why vandalize her property? The answer to said question came in the next paragraph. “Leonica Romero is a woman of lose morals. She pretends to be a saint, acting all high, mighty and innocent, but behind close doors, she had indecent and sinful relationship with a men of higher status, all to satisfy her greed for power. So it was no surprise to me when I learnt that my Ow

Louis to tremble while Kelly looked like she had seen a ghost. "W-we are s-sorry, s-sir." Mr. Louis stuttered, scratching the back of his neck in the process as he refused to raise his head up. "Shut that trap. Sorry isn't going to cut it for my daughter-in-law, who almost got killed under your own roof." Don Luciano bellowed and I rolled my eyes, trying to figure out if he was putting on a show to make people think he cared about me. But he didn't do that when Ria died, he was so fucking nonchalant, and yet, I was almost killed, and he was terrorizing these people.

His veins were obvious on his forehead and the anger in his voice was immeasurable. "I needed the money that was why, I'm sorry. Those were pictures from the internet, I-" she trailed into a shriek as he attempted to hit her across the face. I stepped right in, grabbing a hold of his raised hand and twisting it all the way to his back, earning a yell of pain from him. There were a few people filming by now but I really didn't care that much. It felt to me like I was in some movie of the sort. "You need to learn to show some fucking respect or I'll make you pay end your life." I threatened. I didn't care why he was hurt or what hurt him, all I knew was that I was down to protect Elena no matt

“Nooo, I’m not! I’m just correcting you as a friend! I don’t like the way you behave, it’s wrong. I’m sure Miss Britney would hate it as well.” He looked away, the smile vanishing. He took a long, shaky breath, and when he spoke, his voice was tight. “Look, you don't know anything about Joseph Roland.” What was he talking about? He continued, barely looking at me. “It’s all just a defense mechanism. And…” He swallowed hard, his voice dropping to a raw whisper. “I would hate nothing as much as to be… like him… my father.” The look in his eyes… a mix of deep revulsion and self-loathing… immediately brought me back to the moment I'd slapped him. I had called him a "s*x addict." Maybe that had h

Edith is too pristine to understand all these things though her father, brothers and everyone from the family tried to make her understand. I do not understand why Shelton is after Edith. Edith is immaculate but he is a smart crook. I am more than sure that he knows about mafia connections of Allen and his son Charles Rodriguez. More than all this there is a mysterious power behind Edith that will always keep protecting her and the name of that strength is myself, Allesandro Martin.

Brook was also involved with covering all the details along with Joana so he had everything prepared. "Exactly. He is just too clean to be true. He never comes for any interviews, we could hardly see his face just one time we could photograph him when Mr Benson of Benson group had a complaint against him. And there is just no controversy about him. No girlfriends, no family issues. Like nothing." "You can't complain if he is just too clean for his royal background." Brook scoffed. "Boo! You guys are just too swoon about his Royal-ness. I bet 100$ he is not clean like he portrays he is." Lily challenged as Brook laughed.