Ouat Neal Novels & Stories

] [This woman is not a good person at first glance, she’s promiscuous. [She was photographed with another man in a bar, so shameless!] Helma's name and photo were plastered online, accompanied by numerous nasty comments. Neil had a habit of flipping through his phone during breakfast. He did the same today, coffee cup in one hand, and flipping through his phone with the other. Suddenly, he saw the news. He was so shocked that he almost spat out his coffee. What happened? How did Owen know his sister? Neil took a paper napkin, wiped his mouth, and immediately called Owen.

"It isn't that easy to explain." "What isn't easy to explain?" Neal said cheerfully as he walked over, completely shirtless, his rippled abs on display for anybody in the house to see in nothing but his swimsuit, with a beer in hand. He was definitely a depiction of being on vacation, and with those large playboy sunglasses on his face, I couldn't help but chuckle, admiring the view I had. "She was just about to go into detail about why it is that you two busted into the Valentino mansion as you did. I mean, I've never seen two people use skills and precision the way that you did, and I was half in and out of it."