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It just couldn’t be, Lucian could not be the wolf, he just couldn’t be. Now thinking about it, she never asked how he knew all he knew about the barghest or the ‘actual’ Greek and Roman history. Most of all, about the supernatural, she had initially coined it to being a history professor. It was sort of his job to know all that, right?

“We’re friends, Leonard. Friends talk to each other. It’s not a crime.” “I believe that there is more to it than that,” he insisted, taking a step closer to my desk. I instinctively leaned back in my chair, the leather creaking under my weight. “The Luna Council, the charity gala... there is no way you could have accomplished all that on your own.” “Is it so preposterous?” I asked, stifling another laugh. Leonard simply shrugged. “For years, you have been a, a… a trophy wife,” he burst out, his eyes narrowing. “Nothing more than a pretty face to hang off of our Alpha’s arm at events. I find it hard to believe that all of these changes lately…”

Leonard’s eyes instinctively shifted toward the screen once more. And again, he saw the same name appear there. The Protector. Leonard let out a short breath. “I’m starting to hate that name.” Adele lifted her gaze. “Hate?” “Because I don’t know who he is.” Adele leaned back casually. “That sounds like jealousy again.” Leonard slowly clenched his jaw before finally saying— “Maybe I am a little jealous.” The confession slipped out naturally. Honest. And even Leonard himself looked slightly surprised after saying it.

“It’s a gift. I’m just not sure whether you’ll like it.” “A gift?” Navia looked genuinely surprised. She hadn’t expected him to prepare anything for her. Leonel stepped out first, opened her door personally, then took her hand and led her toward the villa. The moment he rang the bell, loud barking echoed from inside. Footsteps approached quickly. And the second the doors opened— Navia finally understood. “You’re… Louis Vale?” Louis Vale was an internationally renowned fashion designer and the former founder of one of the country’s most influential fashion magazines.

Only the very best of the younger generation in Seacove City could reach such a level and Leonard was surprised to find Leon at such a high level of power. "Who are you?" Leonard snapped out of the initial shock and glared at Leon darkly. "I'm no one. Just Ms. Shear's assistant," Leon said. "That's not possible. A man your level can't just be a president's assistant!" Leonard roared. "That's right! Leon isn't my assistant. I might as well just tell you the truth. He is the chairman of Cynthion Group!" Cynthia said coldly. Out of certain concerns, she did not intend to inform others of Leon's true identity.

Hey guys thanks for giving my story a chance and i hope younenjoy reading it as mu ch asitjoyedriting it will be updated every Thursday and Friday's. Leonardo is a dark and steamy mafia romance that will contain mentions of guns, drug usage, adult language as well as sexual situations .if your under age please don't read this novel but for those that that do, do so at your own risk now unto the story. Isabella's Pov " You can't be serious, you brought me to a club," Isabella said as she looked up at the massive building in front of her. Her friend Emily rolled her eyes at Isabella, her long blond hair blowing in the wind.

I suddenly had a weird feeling in my chest. "I think today's lecture ends here, principal Martins" Leonard gave a slight smile... "I'd love to have this meeting another time with your students" "But Mr. Leo-" principal Martins tried to walk towards Leonard before- "We'll see next time principal Martins" Leonard's assistant said as he suddenly appeared in front of principal martins... I watched as Leonard walked out of the class with all the school directors following behind him and the principal...I suddenly felt guilty...this was all my fault... "Now he's gone!...all because of some stupid bitch who couldn't keep her face hole shut!!" Sofiya said angrily at Stephanie...

There were stories about him getting into fights, stories about him leaving parties with different girls, stories about him doing whatever he wanted and somehow getting away with all of it. He was the kind of person I noticed, mostly because he was hard not to notice. That was all. By lunch, I was starving and halfway through mentally rewriting my economics notes because Mr. Dempsey had managed to explain cash flow in a way so clumsy it physically pained me. Leonard was already at our usual table, hunched over his lunch tray with a book open beside it. Not a normal book, obviously. Something with a black cover and a photograph of a galaxy splashed across the front.

“If Lafleur suffers because of you, I’ll deal with it myself.” Leonard said nothing, walking out without acknowledgment. He was known for his independence, his lack of respect for authority, and his relentless pursuit of his own goals. Yet Gabriel tolerated him, knowing Leonard’s value. His intelligence and resourcefulness made him a formidable force, even if his actions often teetered on recklessness.

His eyes widen a little just as the doors shut close. November knew at that moment time went still, she had found her mate. She just have one problem though, he’s human. If Jennie was around she’d have killed November already. Having enhanced hearing, despite sitting nine tables away from the counter where the man of her dreams stood earlier, she heard what the librarian was saying to his colleague. “Leonidas Maximilian just borrowed that book.” “Oh, the guy that just left?” “Yeah…” Leonidas Maximilian She licks her lips. Gods. “Leonidas…” his name is Leoni-!