Needy Lesnicki Novels & Stories

Leslie said putting an end to the conversation. At that precise moment there was a knock on the door "Come in please" Leslie said and in walked Jonathan. He was wearing a Charcoal gray Suit and pants with a smoke blue colored shirt, his eyes that were a dull green a moment ago brightened when he saw Liza standing there with Leslie. "Is there any problem?" Jonathan asked taking in the expression on the face of Liza but before she could say something Leslie jumped in and said "Of course not, Ms. Nestor was just telling me how excited she was to work with you. Weren't you Ms. Nestor?" Leslie asked daring Liza to answer negatively. Liza gritted her teeth and said, "Yes mam, now if you would excu

"You like rich people, right, and look, I am rich enough to buy these kinds of hundred houses." "I am the one and only son of the Lewis family and the heir of a billion dollars!" Nick said while taking a spin. "Are you mad?" "Don't you understand?" Jenny shouted while pointing at her brain. "I don't like you, nor am I interested in your money." His eyes turned while boiling in rage. "You have to like me." He gritted his teeth while throwing the beer bottle on the floor. Jenny is not stepping back either; she is looking at him in anger.

Leon scoffed coldly, finally pulling back his murderous aura. Looking at the scene, Ava and the others were dumbfounded. They could not believe their eyes. Jared was the second son of the Wests. He was someone incredibly notable, not even taking a step back in front of Jenson Wick at all, even managing to pull one over Jenson. Yet, after finding out who Leon was, Jared had actually broken an arm and knelt down to apologize. What was happening?

I was done. Fifteen minutes passed. Then a familiar figure approached my table. “Hi,” Leon said. I looked up at him. “Hi.” Leon Contini was one of only two people who knew the truth about Nico and me. The other was Adrian Vislas, Nico’s closest friend and the most trusted man in his organisation. Adrian had been sent out of the country to handle some urgent mafia business, which was why he hadn’t attended the wedding. Perhaps he was fortunate. At least he hadn’t been forced to watch Nico destroy me. Leon glanced around before taking the empty chair beside me. His usual easy smile was missing, and the seriousness on his face immediately made me nervous.

Chapter 7 Nikolas Six months ago It was one of the coldest winters in New York, where one would like to go under a cozy blanket with a hot cup of coffee and never come out of it like a lazy kitten. However the idea was not in the hit list of Nikolas Ries, one of the most successful and youngest billionaires in the United states. A holiday is something he had not known for years. Festivals are not his way of life. The only thing he had known is love himself.

Sighing, Nicky picked up his camera again, crouching deeper into the shadows, lighting another cigarette, grumbling softly to himself, "Damn it, how long am I supposed to wait? No wonder no one's brave enough to follow Layson Norman. I've already wasted more than ten days here." Still, Nicky wasn't ready to give up. If someone hadn't pointed him towards Layson Norman, he'd never have dreamed of targeting such a powerful figure. Initially, he knew very little about Layson—only recently had he begun to investigate. Among the things he'd discovered, what intrigued him most was the rumor about Layson's five-year-old child.

Coach Jensen stood nearby, arms crossed, exchanging quiet looks with the medic. Lukas didn’t need to hear both sides of the call to know it was about him. “I get that, Dr. Grant,” Jess said, voice low but firm. “But I want to make sure this isn’t a rush job. We need someone good. He’s a core player, and frankly, a stubborn one.” That earned her a dry look from Lukas. She turned, catching it, and lifted a brow like she dared him to argue. “He's in Crestwick?” Lukas finally asked, breaking the silence. “You found someone local?”

Josh answers. “Oh, OK, yeah, that makes sense. Is Nick out there?” I ask nervously, and Josh groans. “Yeah, the bastard is out there; he is lucky he is my future Alpha because I wanted to kick his ass some more and kick him out of the hospital.” Josh snaps, making me chuckle, and he glares at me. I lift my hands up in surrender.

Greg himself also said that Nick is the kind of person who is focused and he will not stop before getting what he wants. I took a thick towel to dry my body then put on a light blue sun dress, Lana packed some of my clothes then left them with Greg when he visited. Recently my skin has become more sensitive than usual, Nick seems to think it's normal for a newly transformed Leech. So now I wear lighter and simpler clothes like loose dresses instead of jeans.

I grip my phone, mumbling the words to myself. “Yeah. It’s gonna hit the docks before the weekend.” Niccolo yawns. He doesn't sound bored, though. “Leandro and Daddy Nash must be counting on it to smooth things over with the Silvestris and Emiliano Albricci.” I let a grin curl on my lips as I lean back against the desk, my mirror showing me half of my quiet and empty bed. “You can actually track it? Real-time?” “Bruh...” Niccolo scoffs. “That a serious question?”