Paul And Patryk Novels & Stories

At thirty-two, Andrew Linton had done a lot of things—both brave and cowardly—but he hadn't done anything of this sort. Declan Partridge was no ordinary man; at thirty-six, he commanded more than two thousand workers in more than ten countries as the chairman and CEO of Pattron Groups. He was formidable. And delivering the message Andrew had would probably be deadly, maybe not to himself but certainly to Lennon Patterson Jr.

Oftentimes, time takes small bites. "I heard your friends." He broke the silence. She immediately looked up at him. "They are somewhat right." Infinity looked down at her food when he heard what he said. "But as someone who has known Paolo since high school, I know what's best in this kind of situation." Her head instantly shoots upward. Her eyes are a little bit in shock, but she is trying her best to conceal it from him. “S-Sir Patrick?” "Oh yes! Paolo and I have been friends since high school. We also graduated from the same university.” He even smiled at her. "That's why I knew Paolo, almost everything about him."

The path ahead remains uncertain as they grapple with their own beliefs and the complexities of their relationship. Richard's voice remains stern as he questions the potential consequences of Paul being seen with his chosen partner, his concern evident, "What if people see the both of you together and make a scandal? Where does she work?" Paul responds, his tone filled with a mixture of defense and explanation, "She used to work at the Midnight Club... but she's currently looking for other job opportunities."

Damn, is this the mafia life and the reason why Dr Patrick doesn't want to get into it even though he's part of the family? *******

“Ok, I will, don’t let mum tell her about her brother, let me speak to her first.” The Anti Terror Squad pulled away and Pete led an extremely shaken Paul to the end of the street. “Who are you?” he asked Pete curiously as he struggled to keep up with the giant. “No one important, it looks like I am your new brother in law though.” Pete shot him a smile. “I’m Pete MacGregor by the way.

Paul muttered, bringing up a trembling hand for Troy to see. Troy stared at Paul with surprised eyes. “Philip was expecting him to join the pack for the run in the morning. Have you two been together since…” “Since morning, yes,” Paul murmured. “And since morning you’ve been going at it?” Troy’s eyes widened with incredulity. “You’re such a slut.” He gasped, making Paul laugh. “We didn’t only fuck.” Paul threw his head back against the headrest. “We talked. And we ate. And then we fucked some more. I’ve never been fucked this good.” He moaned. “He’s something else.”

The word landed like a bruise under his ribs. Paul crouched, all charm and dimples. “Hey there, guys. I’m Paul.” Caleb stared. “Are you our Daddy’s friend?” Paul hesitated. “I guess you could say that.” Sebastian laughed, almost cruel in its timing. “They’ve had enough ‘friends’ around lately.” Ezra didn’t laugh. He stared. Paul straightened. “There’s this place I know—killer truffle gnocchi. Think about it?”

He asked. “Damn man, you almost delivered me to my death!” It was really Elliot, he was Paul’s best buddy, a friend, and also his partner in crime. They knew each other from the start of high school till now in their first year of college, the relationship between these two can be called more than a brother to each of them.

And believe me, I've had nights to remember. Beth and Paul left to get their things, and came back to get ready at my place. Paul asked if Patty could get ready at my apartment, too, and at this point I said yes to keep him happy. Patty, a petite girl like myself with dark hair, dark skin and light hazel eyes, reminded me of a female version of Paul. Rest assured, her and I got along just fine.

Pre’s voice was almst a whisper and in total contrast to her younger sister (Tee’s) voice. “Hello, good evening Pe. My name is Pierre Paul Abutu… Patt gave me your phone number.” “Oh, Pierre… Patt spoke highly of you. How’re you doing?” “I’m great, Pre… how was lectures today?” “Lectures went well, wonderful as always.” “So, is there something you want to discuss with me, or is it about my younger sister, Tee?” “No, not at all Pre. I don’t know if Patt spoke to you about the possibility of meeting with you in person?”