Novel & Cerita Roland Leighton

Louis to tremble while Kelly looked like she had seen a ghost. "W-we are s-sorry, s-sir." Mr. Louis stuttered, scratching the back of his neck in the process as he refused to raise his head up. "Shut that trap. Sorry isn't going to cut it for my daughter-in-law, who almost got killed under your own roof." Don Luciano bellowed and I rolled my eyes, trying to figure out if he was putting on a show to make people think he cared about me. But he didn't do that when Ria died, he was so fucking nonchalant, and yet, I was almost killed, and he was terrorizing these people.

And she… she’s the love of his life. Later that afternoon, another knock on the door of my bedroom. “Madam Lyssa, Mr. Roland is downstairs to see you,” a servant announces. Roland. Roland has been Zeta’s childhood best friend since they were boys, kids, the kind who followed each other. Roland is one person Zeta trusted with everything. He became a lawyer after he graduated a couple of months ago and now, he is one of the best lawyers in New York, brilliant and loyal to a fault to Zeta. I’ve known him almost as long as I’ve known Zeta, but always from a respectful distance.

“Let’s see, “ I said as I typed his name. However, the search came up empty. There were no listings of a company or any business under his name. I furrowed my eyebrows wondering if what I experienced that morning really happened. The man was wearing Armani and driving a Rolls Royce. He had to have a company somewhere. When I searched the name Markos alone, the search results showed a bunch of people I had never seen before. I gave up and closed my laptop. The rest of the day went by fast, with Markos sneaking in and out of my mind occasionally. Soon, it was time for my shift at the bar. It was a shitty bar that was walking distance from where I lived. When I got there, I put on my skimpy un

He didn’t recognize this male in front of him, but he understood that it was because of the current situation with Olivera, Luna of the pack. However, Roland wasn’t happy that his alpha was looking like the king Leah that had been abandoned by his daughters. His beards were long grown, unkempt and raggy. His clothes too were another case. From the faint smell emitting from Raul, Roland knew that the male had forgotten to bathe for a couple of days too.

It’s quite the odd pairing but it works for them. Ah yes, player Roland. He’s still single and playing the field. There was a scare with him and one of the producer’s daughters, not Stacy, another one. But it was a false alarm, he was lucky, this time.

The Beta stayed leaning on the railing, his eyes practically bulging out. Who knew how much money he’d bet on this race. The scent of expensive cigars floated through the air, along with whispers, some happy, some not so much... Lorenzo just wanted the damn race to end so he could leave with Victoria, or at least get that message that was driving him out of his mind. Suddenly, the phone vibrated inside his jacket, and he pulled it out discreetly. His brow furrowed right away. It wasn’t a "Done" message. Leo was calling him over and over... something had gone wrong...

Beta Rodriguez indirectly labeled me as a prostitute. A bitter smile crossed my face as I took the pen that was there next to me and signed my name without much of a thought. From the time I was born, I have only seen and felt rejection and fear, and I think that is what I will only experience for the rest of my life. I got up from my place, and when I was about to leave, Beta Rodriguez called out my name. “No one knows about this contract between us, so I don't want you to tell anyone. Do you understand?” he asked me, and I nodded my head.

He nodded once. “Fair.” His gaze dropped to the parchment. To the inked initial. R. He lifted a brow in question. “Roland,” Talia said. Casius swore under his breath. Neris stepped closer, voice cutting like a blade. “Roland? The former king’s lead warrior. The one who inexplicably left his post twenty years ago?” Her eyes narrowed. “The kingdom’s greatest fighter. A legend. A hero,” Casius added grimly. Lucian’s jaw flexed.

Roland shrugged. "I'm sure that's not true. You would have my hands tied here...if Lee didn't know all about my drug past." "What?" "I told Lee about the trade already. He knows everything." "You're bluffing." Roland shook his head. "Feel free to tell him then." I shrugged. Roland stared me down, as though waiting for me to break. "He really does know. And he's still with you?" "Lee can see past my mistakes. It's one of the things I love about him. You can't come between us, Roland but nice try. Oh while I've got you here, that advice? Quit while you're behind. You're not gonna break us up no matter what."