My Left Hand Man Movie Novels & Stories

"But, Mr. Sutton, you said—" "I said what? That I wanted her fired? She's my wife, genius. Ever heard of loyalty? You know who you work for, right? Pack your crap and get out. I don't wanna see your face again." After roasting the poor employee, he spun back to me, all sad puppy eyes. "Hayley, I didn't know they'd do you like that. Just... come back, okay?" He looked like he was defending me. Cute. But let's be real—without a green light from him and Vivien, would anyone have dared to treat me like that? Sure, my coworkers did the dirty work, but the ones feeding them the courage? That'd be Eric and his little shadow.

No sooner than I had let go of the doorknob, an older man came out of one of the adjacent rooms. I gasped as our eyes made contact with one another. Isabella had mentioned the names of all the vampires in the home, and I had met everyone except Martin and Amber. Well, I'd met Amber, but I wouldn't call our brief gathering where she sucked the blood from my finger an official meeting. "Hi,” I decided to approach. “You must be Martin?" My muscles clenched as I stared at how huge the man was. His arms looked like he'd been working out with Arnold Schwarzenegger. While he didn’t have any hair on his head, his long black beard was as dark as night.

“Sir Leofric, Mr. Ayda, shall we proceed to the parlor? Rein is currently talking business on the phone, but he will be with you shortly. And Damon, just please go to the kitchen. You don't have to sneak around every time.” The men started to move and Delian unexpectedly extended his hand, offering a handshake. “It’s an honor to meet more of Rein’s friends from the military.” Thane stared at the hand before shaking it with a firm grip. “I don’t know if I feel the same way about you.” All the mafia heir could do was chuckle, and as they leave he said, “Then maybe this city’s not for you.” His sharp tone gave a hint of warning to everyone not to say anything else. No one was able to rival his

How could Vivian possibly answer that? She couldn’t struggle away from the two men next to her and could only shake her head vigorously as tears streamed down her cheeks. The bald man simply smiled, then said, “Alright, let me put it this way. Is this kid left-handed? I really don’t want to make another mistake.”

Even though I had lost my father, I was happy that I had saved a man from ending his life. I stood up from the ground and offered my hand for the man to take, but he refused and tried to stand on his own. That's when I noticed that something was wrong with him. "You need this?" I offered my hand to help him, but he slapped it away with his left hand. That was the second time I noticed no movement on his right hand. It was as if his right hand was dead. "Don't be selfish. I just saved you! " "I never asked for your help." There goes his powerful voice again.

She seemed exhausted. As the man walked back into the car, Dominic slid his gun into the snug elastic waist of his pajama pants. Then he drew near to the gate. There he folded his arms and watched the man drive the car into the compound. He parked it inside before stepping out and helping a drunken-looking Andra out. Even in her drunken state, Andra compared the two men. They were both handsome and Dominic was more ripped and taller than Jack. Her comparison caused her to laugh like a silly drunkard but she could not stop. She only stopped at Dominic’s commanding voice.

Tears slid down his cheeks—not from weakness, but from love so deep it had nowhere else to go. I leaned close, wrapping him in my arms. “Come on,” I whispered at his ear, “don’t cry, Mr. Knight.” His hands tightened around mine. “Have I let you down?” he whispered back. “I promised I’d make you the happiest woman in the world… have I?” I smiled through my own tears. “Of course not. I am the happiest woman. Because I’m marrying the best man on the planet.” He kissed me hard, fierce and full of promise. And just before we turned to face the cheering crowd, I leaned in close once more.

Bruno looked where I was looking and grunted. “A man like that doesn’t know the meaning of limits. You want me to handle him?” “No,” I said, though my pulse was thundering. “Arnold Grey is a weed. You don’t pull it up until you know how far the roots go.” We slipped out before the gala ended. We got back home to my study, “Got something you’ll want to see." Bruno handed me a flash drive. "Security from another angle.” I took it without hesitation and put it on my monitor. Bruno queued the footage, and my jaw automatically tightened as I watched.

She covered her mouth, but blood quickly seeped through her fingers. "Told you," I placed my hand on my hip. "Get the fuck out of here!" Camari cried as she ran for the door. "Excuse me?" The man said, grabbing my attention. "What?" He stood there looking at me. I never in my life have seen this man before, but his features seemed so familiar. He was tall, covered in tattoos, and had the same stunning eyes as Alek. "Not all of us like easy girls. Some of us are looking for love," The guy stated.

The man had charming blue eyes while Lu had grey. Different colors of tattoo paint the back of both hands up to his sleeves and open neck. Alita assumes they might as well fill his chest and back. He extended his left hand for a handshake and Lu offered the same hand. It was then she realized that she haven't seen Lu's bare hands before. It's either he has gloves on them like now or she never noticed them at all. "I didn't expect to see you," the man said "At least not now" Lu's expression remain clueless, he just let the man shake his hands and moved a step back after the long handshake.