Novel Andreas Novels & Stories

‘Time to run before He could bash us! SS suggested. But before I could think anything He stood up and strode towards me in rage. I could feel his buddy trying to stop him. “Andreas..” And it all happened in seconds when I was slammed into the glass wall behind me for the second time in a day. What's happening with the creepy people here? Are they even human? My muffled scream went unheard as He started choking me tightly, making my eyes pop up. “You fucking dare to mess up with my son, you filthy peasant!” He seethed before putting more pressure on my tender neck.

I start just as the office door opens, and Andreas walks in looking like he’s ready to call it quits before the day has even begun. “Those fucking twins, I swear to Gods,” he grumbles and walks straight towards the crystal decanters housing the alcohol. “They might act like sweet little pups around you, Fenriz, but they’re pure hellions when they’re with me.” “You should have been mated to both then,” Fenriz chuckles and wraps his arm around the back of the couch where we’re seated. Andreas scoffs. “You want to send me to an early grave, don’t you?” he says, downing the entire glass of amber liquid and then slamming the glass down. “Okay, tell me about what happened last night.”

Andreas said, feeling a bit excited about his idol. I really didn't expect that I could have hot pot with him as my desk mate. If I tell others, I don't know how envious those friends would be. "What legendary story?" Britney and Karsyn were both curious. "It's nothing, just some things that were made up by someone, not facts," Manuel said casually. Andreas almost couldn't believe it; he was being fabricated... How could that be possible! Any student who had been under his guidance would call him a devilish boss, but secretly they admired him greatly because anyone who could withstand his training would come out strong.

Andreas' hand grazes my neck, running his fingers over my nape while his eyes lock on mine. I gulped down the saliva in my throat at the sight of Andreas, who looked like he was drunk, but I didn't smell any alcohol from him. Instead, it looked like he had just taken a shower, considering his hair was still a bit wet, and the smell of soap wafted fresh from his body.