Pedro Lee Novels & Stories

" I will clarify you on everything but you all have to prepare for the journey ahead first. Pack your bags and get ready " " Are we running away for Josey? " Eda asked with her voice shooking and Maximo shook his head. " More will come after Josey. He is the Least of our problem now. I would hate to sacrifice your life in this battle. Let's go " The old lady flopped on the chair and cold sweat broke out from her head. She began to gasp and then look up after sometime. " Maximo Santino, who exactly are you? Your man from the other day addressed you as the boss. Who are you Maximo? "

Hunter insisted. “Okay, one extra cigarette won't kill me.” Pedro Ceasar pulled open his draw and got up. He took a packet of his cigarette and raised his hands in surrender. “Today would have been my twenty-one days of smoking under ten but, who really cares right? I mean it's just one cigarette extra.” Hunter and Joe exchanged looks. Hunter then reached over the desk and took the packet out of Pedro's hand. “Just go stand outside, man.” Pedro raised a finger. “I prefer that and I'm sure my wife will too.” He said and then left the office and closed the door behind him.

My eyes widened, and I nodded vigorously in response. Mariano Wolfe Lionelli Montefiore Rivera was an infuriating man.

What she did not expect was Leo popping his head in like a lost puppy. He kept badgering Capri about having his number and for her to call or text him. After a while and not giving up she finally sent a message. Hey! Without a name or a reason. She has no idea what to say and did not know why Leo was so Adamant about her calling him. His response was almost instantaneous, what he had to say she had no words for.

Leo's hand movement halted as the door to his office swung wide open without even a knock, and Leo could already guess who the person entering his room without any manners was. Who else but his secretary and trusted aide. Pedro walked clumsily towards Leo, carrying several folders, and then placed them directly in front of Leo. "This is the last task for you," Pedro said, exhaling deeply, causing Leo to raise an eyebrow at his friend. Pedro then sat directly across from Leo, facing him and leaning back in his chair, closing his eyes and tilting his head upwards towards the ceiling of Leo's office.

“I tried to understand and I tried to give them ONE point to their advantage. But now, I really can’t, Diego.” “Lea, neonata, what is going on?” I asked, shaking my head in question. She didn’t say a word for a few seconds, but judging by the sight of Ezra and Mario who walked inside the house, both their eyes wide at her sight; I knew that it had something to do with them.

For 18+ readers. (MATURE CONTENT) #1st in darklove #4th in darkromance #1st in pure "Good girl." He praised her and continued to massage her dainty feet with gentle hands. "Will you pull such naughty pranks on your loving husband again?" She shook her head, eyes fluttering down in shyness. She won't dare because she hates it whenever he ignores her and gives her a silent treatment. "I won't, husband." "Good, now it's time for another punishment." ???! "W-What punishment, husband?" He didn't say anything and just pulled her down before pinning her on the desk, half of her body leaned on the flat surface and her bottom perked out, looking inevitable to his eyes.

The sadness. How had he missed all of this? “Am I shocked? Yes I am,” Pedro finally said. “But angry? Absolutely not:” Leo frowned. “No?” “Why would I be angry?” Pedro shook his head as he rubbed a hand over his face. “But I’ll admit this wasn’t what I expected.” A small laugh escaped him. “I spent years watching women throw themselves at you.” “Dad!” “I’m serious. You had… still have a reputation.”

Third Person Point of View: “What the fuck is this?” Viktor asked, frowning at the sight of the men carrying the crate. The men brought in the boxes that were arriving from nearby families who were pledging their loyalty to Esteban, and this in specific was for Viktor. “It came to you, from Alexei Aslanov” one of the men said, looking down at his feet, avoiding his and the Alpha’s eyes. They knew the punishment for trying to do so, and each one of them wanted to keep that head of his over his shoulders.

“Leah, It’s Brax. Please open the door.” I froze in place.