Romans & histoires One Piece Caesar Clown

"It's okay, let big brother take care of you" The little one nodded and his cries came to a halt. Caesar beamed before taking off his upper clothing and torn through the material. He took a piece and wiped the little one's face covered with muddy stains. "It's going to be alr..." "Caesar!" Caesar's movement came to a stop and he felt as his world had finally come to an end, he was dead, that was for sure. To be Continued...!

Cuzo did not have that pretence anymore as he raises both of his hands, clapping it slowly, releasing the two guys who lay firmly on the ground in embarrassment. After Cuzo clapped both of his hand and releasing his two servants, Gabriele stretches his brows inside the smiley mask, the tension hiding inside his bone grew intense as he clenches his fist tightly and prepared to attack at any time the other party standing there with a leisure appearance like what attitude Clone had shown to Gabriele a while ago, but still the leisure appearance of this newcomer guy is much more leisure as if, treating an enemy nearby him ‘a piece of cake’. He now knows where a part of Clone attitude he had inhe

Caesar likes Rhea. My chest throbs, but I ignore it and whisper to Caesar instead. "Dude, Rhea is being weirded out, so pull your shit together and face her. You don't want her to think you are a weirdo, right?" But what I said did not work out because Caesar remained unmoving with his head down. "Is he alright?" Rhea asked me in a small voice. I awkwardly smiled and nodded. "Yeah. Caesar's good. He's just a little... you know... shy." I replied, then laughed awkwardly while secretly tugging Caesar's uniform. "Stop being like this and face her—hey! Where are you going? Caesar?"

Caesar said in a calm yet authoritative tone that seemed to compel people to serve him willingly. “It was my duty, Your Highness,” Klaus responded, keeping his head lowered. “Brother, aren’t you curious to see his slave? After all, Klaus chose her over a noble title,” Hommes reminded with a playful tone. "Oh, that’s right. Klaus, let your slave come over and introduce herself," Caesar said, his smile lingering. "Emilia, come here," Klaus called, his gaze turning to me. I lowered my head and slowly walked over to stand beside him.

“J-Julian. I’m Julian.” He tried to pull his hand back after the shake, but Caesar held on for a second too long, his eyes boring into Julian’s as if trying to peel back all his secrets. “Relax, kid,” Caesar said, a slow, dangerous smile playing on his lips. “I’m not gonna eat you… or not yet.” He was charming, saying all the right things, but it only made Julian feel more like a mouse caught in a trap. The air grew heavier with every passing second.

"You promised lunch, Mr. Sica, going back on your word only proves my theory about CEOs quite accurate." "Oh, it's quite the opposite actually Miss. Alva." He explained with glee. "I was going to take you somewhere fancy until you chose to dress like a nun. I can't have the tabloids saying I am dating some prude country girl." You have got this, I told myself. I fucking got this and I did until my phone suddenly chimed from the confines of my grip. I looked at the ID and let out a sigh of surprise. Ruby. "Hello,"

Caesar adjusted his dress and sparing a single glance at the confessor, he turned around and left. ******************* Caesar returned to the room to find Roseline there. She was walking tho and fro and looked worried, but as soon as she spotted him, her face beamed. "My King..!" She called with relief and ran to him. But he didn't respond to her touch and it made her flinch. "What're you doing here, Roseline? It's late" his voice was hard as he walked over to his wardrobe to take off his heavy clothes. Roseline swallowed hard.

The man who spoke previously said, “The chief is here.” As expected, the ones who came down from the helicopter this time were Clown and his subordinates. Clown was probably a chain-smoker. He had a cigarette in his mouth as he laughed heartily and walked toward the minivan. “Congratulations on the success of the concert, Miss Zendaya! Another chart-topping new song is in the making tomorrow!” At this moment, the lights on the cruise ship were turned on, they were as bright as daylight. Zendaya looked at Clown but she did not recognize him at all. She frowned and asked, “Who are you? Why did you capture us?”

while rubbing his head. I shake my head softly and sigh as I speak " Ok, now listen up. We are going to infiltrate them in two spots- " K barge in as he shouts in panic, " BOSS! WE GOT NEW INTEL! SCARLET CLAW IS GOING TO MAKE A BIG CELEBRATION ON CLUB XILLIA TO OFFICIALLY INTRODUCE 'THE ROSE EMPRESS' AS THEIR 4TH UNDERBOSS AFTER KING CLOWN, TRAXENTINO, AND VALHALLA." Everyone glared at K except Neva since he was taking his paper fan to slap K on the head and K looks dumbfounded while rubbing his head.

“Come out let’s settle this like men.” The boss turned to her right man, the one who suspected this whole setup to be a trap. “Go on then.” She started. “Find out what they want.” He grumbled before stepping out. “You’re the boss?” Claud asked. “I believe I am.” “I was actually expecting someone more powerful.” Claud said. “What are you? An ogre too?” He was surprised that Claud knew about the ogres but he kept his cool. “I’m a changeling.” “Sure whatever.”