Novel & Cerita Pennywise X George

Amongst the twenty-odd people who were standing in front of him, which one of them wasn’t an influential figure of Mayberry City? Even Wesley Harrison from the Bureau of Commerce was here. Also, Charles Zeller, the most influential and powerful figure in George’s eyes, was here, standing amongst the crowd, laughing with a glass of wine in his hand. Could they have all gathered here for me? George was in a hazy, dreamlike state. “Sit down, please have a seat!” George and his wife exclaimed in excitement. “You’re too polite. We are just here to make a toast, and we’ll be leaving after that!”

And judging by the smug little smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth, he knew exactly what he was doing. “Ah,” George muses, tilting his head like he’s inspecting something amusing. “You must be the tyrant.” I let out a low chuckle, slow and deliberate. “And you must be the idiot who walked into a man’s house and started sucking face with his employee like this is some cheap motel.” I take a step closer, my expression as cold as steel. “Tell me, are you naturally this stupid, or do you practice?” George smirks, unfazed. “Relax, man. We were just having a little fun.”

“What’s wrong?” I swallowed and looked down at my phone. I pulled the panel off the back. Made in Riverside. Distributed by the Silver Eclipse Pack. My jaw trembled. I felt… stupid and miserable. Charles wrapped his arms around me, stroking my hair. “You seem troubled.” “I feel dumb… George made me feel dumb.” He chuckled. “Did he? What’d he do?” “… told me I was dumb for trying to not do business with the Noir Coven just because of the actions of one person.”

He stared at them in a daze as he swallowed his curse. Zeke glared at George darkly and asked, “Are you George Harris?” In a trance, George nodded slowly. “Yes, I am.” Without any warning, Zeke marched forward and slapped him hard across the face! “F*ck you! How dare you reject Miss Wilson’s application, you id*ot!” Clutching his swollen face, George was stupefied. “Who the hell are you? How dare you slap me!”

His piercing gaze locks onto Michael, sending a clear message that his presence is unwelcome. Michael, understanding the underlying tension, rises from his chair with a gentle smile directed at me. "Take care of yourself, Vivian," he says, his words filled with genuine concern and care. He exits the room, leaving me alone with George. As soon as the door clicks shut, George's intense presence looms over me. He hovers close, his hand firmly grasping my chin as he forces me to meet his unwavering gaze. His teeth clench, emphasizing the depth of his emotions as he speaks.

I get a whiff of it and my stomach starts to growl. Calling for the kids to come out and eat, George stumbles out of his room. I don't know where he got the alcohol, but he must have had a few drinks, because his equilibrium is off, and he almost knocks one of the pizzas clear off the table. I look at him coldly and yell, "George, watch it. What do you think you are doing?"

I was close to having sex with stupid Peter…thank goodness he mentioned Penny's name. _____________________ I had about thirty minutes of sleep before I felt something crawling under my dress My eyes shut open and I almost shrieked, but I decided to look at what it was, cause I didn't want to wake George up. Alas. It was George. And not just George- my boss. It was George, the deer-eating wolf. George was in his fucking wolf form and it was his claws that were under my dress. I screamed! I screamed and jumped out of the bed.

Her eyes were filled with a mixture of mockery and pity as she turned to leave. She knew that Priscilla would regret her actions one day. "Stop right there!" George suddenly barked. As she was about to leave with Frederick, Vivianne turned back and asked curiously, "What else do you want?" George was now convinced that Vivianne was just talking nonsense. He wanted to project an even more powerful image in front of Priscilla, believing it would increase Wade's chances of winning her over. "I told you to kneel just now, didn't you hear?" George slammed his fist on the table, causing the CEOs of several pharmaceutical companies to tremble in fear.

George squeaked. "I caught you. Now what?" Anthony cocked a brow, waiting to see if George had anything clever to respond with. George took a second to think. Within a swift movement, they were now on the ground with George hovering over the dirty blonde boy. "Hey." "Hi George. You look very pretty up there." "Thank you, 'tony. You're very pretty yourself." George tried to hide his embarrassment with a confident tone, but Anthony could easily hear past it. "I'm getting all dirty," Anthony frowned.

This place looked like a giant playground to him. Penny's eyes had narrowed. "You better not be getting any ideas." "What ideas?" He shrugged with as much innocence as he could muster. "I know you, Xavier Price. I swear, if you do anything dangerous - " "I think we're past dangerous, babe." He smiled. "Both of us." He'd been referring to Nash's guys and the treasure hunt, but something changed in Penny's expression. Her eyes grew thoughtful, then guarded. She looked away, out toward the falls, and rubbed the end of her nose.