Master Frown X Brock Novels & Stories

He raised his hand indicating me to stop speaking "No I don't want to hear a word. Get out. JUST FUCKING GET OUT OF MY HOUSE" "Adam, no, please," I begged him. "Please, Adam, I love you," I whispered. Something snapped inside him when I said those words. He walked towards me and slapped me right across my face. End of flashback __________________ I shot up in a sitting position with a hand on my cheek. My dog Bruce was barking near my bed. He stopped at once when he saw I was up. I ran a hand through my messy brown hair. My body was completely drenched in sweat. I huffed.

"Crocs, Bri. On a first date. To a steakhouse." "Maybe he's just confident." I took another sip of my drink, enjoying the pleasant buzz humming through my veins. "Confidence is one thing. Crocs are a war crime." She paused mid-sip, her expression shifting. The amusement drained from her face as her eyes focused on something behind my shoulder. "You've got to be kidding me." "What?" I twisted in my seat. My stomach dropped.

After Brock heard that, he scoffed and said with disdain, "Ambush you? Do you think you're worthy? I…" "Wait! This guy is tricking you! Shut up!" Lazlo shouted angrily. Brock was a loudmouth. The moment he was provoked a little, he could no longer control his mouth. Brock widened his eyes when he was shouted at. If Kent was the one berating him, he would not have said anything. However, Lazlo was not his fellow disciple, who gave him the right to do that? Brock could not hold his temper back. He turned around and said to Lazlo, "So what if it's a trick? Even if this guy knows the truth, what can he do?"

“It’s just a broken arm. Don’t be a baby.” Brock gives me a wary look, jaw clenched. He knows I’m not myself, but pride pushes him forward. He throws a punch with his good arm, I duck and deliver a brutal uppercut, my knuckles connecting perfectly with his jaw. He hits the ground hard. Still, it’s not enough. My rage roars to the surface, swallowing me whole. I drop down and keep hitting him, one punch, then another, and another, until my fists are bloodied and Brock’s face is almost unrecognizable.

The bad kind. Brock was huddled up in bed with Milinda, rubbing her stomach and whispering sweet… ugly nothings into her ear. He barely looked up the moment I stormed in, and Milinda shot me a sweet… smug smile that made my skin crawl. This was not her moment. I’ll deal with her later. If Brock wasn’t my father, I’d have pounced on him right this moment. “What the hell is wrong with you?” I growled at Brock. Slowly, he sat up, his hands not leaving Milinda.

"Take care of this." Brock stepped forward, his face a mask of cold fury. With a single, swift motion, he punched the rogue in the face, sending him crashing to the ground. The rogue let out a howl of pain, but Brock didn't stop there. He knelt down, his eyes locked with the rogue's, and with a swift movement, he dug his fingers into the rogue's eyes. A blood-curdling scream echoed through the room, followed by a deafening silence. The rogue slumped to the ground, his body convulsing.

“You broke my damn nose.” Breathing hard with anger, Christine reacted without thinking as another man’s strong arm came around her shoulders. She flipped him over too, but unlike James, this man didn’t let go. She ended up rolling over with him, both of them wrestling for control. Unlike James, he was skilled, and he had her pinned in seconds—not to hurt her, but to hold her still. She tried to knee him, but he blocked it.

Tracy yelled again . " I love your brother Tracy ! I know you don't want your friend to date your brother and all that but what should I do when I love him so much and can't do without him ?" Kheera yelled back . I blushed lightly at her confession despite how serious the situation is . Tracy gasped with shock again and gave a mockery smile . " I don't want you dating my brother and that's final ! ". Tracy said and I knew I had to come in at that moment .

Caroline was just glancing between them. "Hey Man. How are you doing? Congratulations on this huge project". Brock said with a proud grin on his face. "Caroline, meet Brock. My friend. We had been together in architecture school and then he left for Sri Lanka. Brock, meet Caroline, my girl". Xavier introduced them. "Oh my.. Caroline. Are you sure you want Xavier? Come on. I am single. Let's go girl". Brock held her hand and pulled her as if to hold in her arms, only to be slapped on the chest by Xavier.