Peter X Tony Novels & Stories

“I think you’d be the sort of don no one could say no to.” “Flatterer.” She blushed, just a little, and shuffled some papers. “Stop beating around the bush and tell me the news.” “The news is from Peter.” I sighed. I’d give almost anything not to work with the bastard, but the last thing I needed was another territorial fight right now. “Morozov is willing to help us operate in New York City, but he has terms. He said he knows who Tony was planning to sell the women we took from the first raid to.”

A groggy voice sounded and then the light was shut on, and then the door got shut quickly. “C’mon, I know you like it.” The groggy voice sounded again touching the shoulder of a boy sitting on a chair and stroking his dick. It was Peter, he was bisexual, no one hated him cause he hid that he actually liked men and since he liked ladies too, it was easy.

the people in the bar saw two people wearing identical suits and felt confused. the two men went straight to stan lee's table where he is sitting with Susan in his arms and talking to Peter a local tug about Patrick and how they going to make him feel the pain. Patrick man is stopped by Peter's man and a fight broke out. the two men easily to out all of Peter's men and knocked both Peter and stan without saying a word and took both of them to Patrick meanwhile Susan stood rooted to the spot petrified and ran back to her hostel room in fear.

I know he does, but I want to hear it from him. “Yes, he does. His name is Lee Johnson. But Tony doesn’t always hang out with Lee. Tony has an issue with hookers and so he tends to be either in the brothels or out hunting. Lee, however, is always out hunting.” Well, he is in for a shock then. “Very well. I will go and see Tony. If I find out anything. I will let you know. Good day.” I say, turning and walking to the door. The smile leaving my lips. I won’t be telling him shit.

Peter assured her. “Thanks, Peter. You're a lifesaver." Dee added before hanging up the receiver. Dee sat and waited for a whole five minutes before she heard Peter knocking on her office door. "Ms. Delaney, it's Peter." "You may enter," Dionnah said. Peter shoved his bald head inside first. His glasses sat crookedly on his elongated face. But don't be fooled by his nerdy look. He was a certified womanizer. He had bedded almost 90% of the female population at Delaney Designs. He had style, dressed in a crisp Prada suit that hugged his lean body nicely. He possessed a little class too, because he never spoke a word about any of his sexual encounters with anyone. If it wasn't for a few of the

"You have to get a reason Lexi. Just give it to me. Tell me a reason why I'm no longer an option. Tell me a reason why you're no longer feeling what you've been professing for the past five years" I looked away from him and faced the TV screen because I was going to weep if I continue to look at how broken apart he was. Peter was a good person, a really good person, his only flaw was the sex part which he was ready to change but he wasn't the one I wanted, not after what I've tasted "Peter..." I trailed off because I was short of words "Is it someone else? Are you seeing someone else?" I shook my head without making eyes contact with him

"S-shut up! I just get embarrassed. I'm not some trashy dude who talks about he and his person's intimate lives, ok? I can't help it!" "Hmm, I'm curious though. Why feel the need to butter me up?" "I-uh... hmm... I don't know how to ask-" "-Oh, just man up and ask already, pussy!" "Fine, shithead! Uhm... I kinda wanted you to... maybe... uh- shit!" Tony blushed furiously and scratched his sideburn. "Did you wanna, maybe be... on t-top this time? I... want to see you from that angle, and I w-wanted you to... claim me, too?"

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“What can we say? We’re resilient. Besides, someone had to make sure this place didn’t collapse before you two showed up.” “Resilient?” I shook my head, unable to keep the smirk off my face. “You’re sitting there like you just ran a damn marathon, and you’re calling it resilience?” Tony took another drag of his cigarette, his grin widening. “I won, by the way. As usual.” “Won?” I asked, narrowing my eyes at him. “What the hell are you talking about?” “Petrov and I had a little wager,” Tony explained, gesturing lazily between them. “Who’d take down more guys. Guess who came out on top?”

My dad asked in a teasing voice. I groaned internally. He was using “THAT” voice. “Dad, Peter is someone I met today. I just told you about him. He helped me out with Patty…” Piper interrupted with a scoff. “Someone? Peter Melton isn't someone. He's the number one elite, he's the richest guy in Delengade.” Piper said excitedly. Dad looked surprised. “Is he back in the country then? I thought he was abroad. Dave said so the last time we talked.”