Roland Leighton Novels & Stories

He places his hand inside his left jacket, taking out his reading glasses and placing them back on his face. He makes his way inside the building towards his dorm. At the entrance to his stairway awaits his childhood friend Brandon. A young boy who is the total opposite of his. Brandon is known by most people. He's popular and outgoing. Dark brown hair and toned fair-skinned, with a sculpted body he likes to show off. Although Russell is in better shape than he is, and could probably kick his ass in an instant. But no one knows of Russell's hidden talent and a favorite hobby of illegal underground cage fighting.

Dylan’s taking Britney to school, and the babysitter’s not coming today, so it’s just me and Lily at home. And Roland. Fuck. A few hours later, loud music blasts from Roland’s room upstairs, thumping through the walls. I figure he’s got company—my curiosity itches to know who. Cradling Lily in my arms, I climb the stairs, telling myself it’s just to check, to tell him to turn it down. I should knock. I know I should. But my brain’s not calling the shots anymore. I push the door open. “Hey, Roland, can you turn down the—” My words die in my throat. He’s standing in front of the mirror, stark naked, his body all hard lines and muscle, his thick cock hanging heavy between his legs.

'There was a sudden deem lights, Phelan remembers someone, who was Don Carlton telling her to go lay down and rest. She tried to refuse, but he was too strong, and she was unable to stop him. It was so sudden that Don stood, watching Phelan in a distant approached her in a smile that shed some lights in the deem lights that came from the window. A meter from Phelan, Don put his hands on her shoulders, and then made an excuse and left.

“Oh—no, I’m fine. I’ll just finish this and head upstairs.” “Who’s this, Rol?” the woman asks finally, casual as ever, still chewing. No tension. No shame. Nothing. My eyes snap back to Roland. Not for approval—God forbid—but because I genuinely want to know what lie he’ll craft. He takes his time. Wipes his lips. Drinks his water. Like he has all the time in the world. “This is Diana,” he says eventually, going back to his food like the conversation is boring him. This is Diana?

Robert answers back with his head low straight to the floor. "How did Roland become a member there?" She added more inquiries as she strive her best to make eye contact. "He was a ex-military and got kicked out for being drunk. He suffered from misery as a sober and raped someone much younger than him. I don't have a clue why but I know he's good at fetching data from the net illegally, that is why he got in and I don't have information on how he got bailed" Robert tells a story within a minute. That is enough to complete the entire queries we gather before we visit him.

She would not have let it ring to the end! What if she was sleeping with Roland? His face darkened at the very thought. He reached for his phone and called his most trusted subordinate. The moment the call was connected, he ordered sharply, "Roland is in Westchester. Find out his address and his current occupation immediately!” The Roland he saw tonight was hardly reminiscent of the same Roland he saw roughly a year ago, the one who had to leave Southboro with his mother in a state of disgrace. It looked like he had shaken off the humiliation and carried himself with a distinct haughtiness.

Roland smirked, his eyes focused on the glass in his hand as he spotted the guy they were discussing. He doubted that the man was a rogue and not an omega. Conducting his own research, Roland aimed to take over the triplets’ position and bring them down. He believed they were abusing their power by targeting innocent omegas instead of rogues. With the stern image they projected to the public, it was easy to see why rumors spread about them. Roland cleared his throat. "I'm coming, girls. Let me go see someone real quick," he announced. They both nodded, and he shrugged before walking away.

"Alright, I will make sure Nathan and his family pay for this," Roland said. " No, no it's actually a forgotten issue, my family decided to lay low because we knew we could not win against them we do not have the resources even if we tried it would always be my words against theirs' ' she pleaded with Roland notbuk to go along with his plan. "I have the resources and I will go along with my plan, you can't live your life in forever, I have a theft case with him in sir ethe boys must have told you so I will bring the two to court" he declared That was how Roland was he did only what he had set to do, nobody could make him change his mind "That was why I left Boston for New York, I had to star

Rolland commanded " Yes sir!" Lucas answered immediately and step out While Lucas slept, Rolland has a deep conversation with the dying share holders. "You think you are all smart uhn?" Roland said wickedly They couldn't reply because of the pain they are in.... "Next time, do not provoke me" Roland said rolling his eyes After some minutes Lucas came in and serve them the antidotes.

I scoff and slowly stood up, I leaned on my office desk and face him “Mr Don Lee Ivanov, what is it that only a nobody like me can offer you a multi billionaire who can even pluck the moon from the sky” He looked at me in a strange way, more like he's finding it hard to voice out his words, I watched as a tear stream down his left eye, and I wondered what it was that I can offer this wealthy people that own the biggest world business Empire, “Mi….Millan you might not know this but after you left, Rolland began drinking, and over the years Roland developed a kidney disease, and right now he had a terrible kidney failure and both of his kidneys are damaged, it's said that the only match he cou