Novel & Cerita Real Freddy

“You’re an omega, after all. No one with any sense will want a filthy Omega.” Omega. He spat the word like an insult, but I couldn’t even understand or care about what he was saying. I just wanted out! “Release me immediately.” I gritted my teeth. “You can’t do this.” “It’s already done.” My nails dug into my palms. This wasn’t real. This wasn’t happening. I wasn’t a bloody omega or whatever. I wasn’t some property to be sold. I was Freya Vaughn. And I would destroy every single person who thought they could take away my freedom.

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The unrestrained and dashing nature of a foreign’s man was apparent in his movements. “Yup.” Freya was momentarily stunned, but she nodded honestly. However, she did not mention that she was divorced. “Oh, really? What a pity.” A look of despair washed over Sidney’s face. He said frankly, “You look very young. I thought of going after you, but too bad. You’re the prettiest Australian woman I’ve ever met.” “Sidney, let it go.” His best friend guffawed and said, “As you said, Frey is a pretty Australian woman. Naturally, a lot of men are after her.”

"she barked, placing her camera on the table. I have your pictures Mr CEO and you know what that means if it posted online."Freya smirk, bitting her lower lip as she stare at his manhood. Her mother immediately Trace her eyes, and to her surprise it landed on the man naked lower part, which she immediately close it. Why closing it mom, when the show is about to begin."Freya laughed, grabbing her other phone. Fuck yourself, when I mean fuck yourself, I want the sex rough, wild and I only want to hear the slamming of your cock in my mother wide pussy."She calmly said, and the naked people eyes widened.

It was time to go. As the twins drove me back, I finally learned the redhead guy’s name—Freddy. He wasn’t what I expected. He might look like trouble with his fire-colored hair, but he was serious, composed. Apparently, he was second-in-command after Ivan. Frank, on the other hand, was more relaxed—playful, almost too sweet for someone who could probably snap a neck if he wanted to.

“Not if she needed help. No way she’s just riding boxcars with a fake passport and no cash.” I pinched the bridge of my nose, brain running through every name, every favor I hadn’t burned yet. “There’s a man — Freddie. Runs a truck yard near Coastal region. Sometimes helps move people who want out but can’t get papers the usual way. He owes my father’s name more than he’d admit.” “Then call him,” Vanessa said. I did. Fifteen minutes later, Fredie answered, voice thick with sleep and suspicion. He didn’t want to talk until I dropped my father’s name. Then he started talking fast.

Nox Infidelity. The word hung suspended in the dense air. Charli's golden eyes widened in question as she gripped my hand tighter. “I’ve never been a client of that damn company,” Fitzgerald said. Was that true? Hadn't Deloris said that his secretary was an employee? Now didn't seem like the time to question. Instead, I said, “Maybe not, but…” I tilted my head toward Spencer's mother. “…her son is.”

“The day after they went, I found out the cops caught them, they tried running, and were shot on the spot.” Their images were etched on the back of my mind, too. Freddie’s dark hair, long and barely neat, covered half of his face anytime he let it down, so he tied it up with a band he picked off the floor. His hazel eyes were always sparkling with curiosity about how something was built, and most times, he would talk about how he would live when he finally became a CEO—how he loved suits. Funny Freddie was what I called him. “FF. That’s what I will call my company. Thank you, Aleron.” His boyish voice resounded in my head.

Most people call me a demi-god. *Quick one!!! Frederick is a sexy, hot, alpha male. Young. Attractive. Kind. Possessive. Many rich women in New York will kill to have him in their bed at least for a few minutes. He is quite a catch and gets in the glam every day. Can he ever be Kharis's savior? Read on..*

Waiting for Freddie is going to be the hardest task ever. Freddie, a hawk shifter, is a part of the original Freakshow and though he seems to be more of a loner, he is insanely valuable to our pack. He is literally our eyes in the sky and is our secret weapon when it comes to border patrol and protection. He sees everything. I sit up and move over to Bea, who is on the last watch. She smiles softly at me as I approach and take a seat next to her in front of the coals from last night’s fire. “Freddie mind linked Billy. He is flying over the area and will be here soon,”