Sammy Lawrence Human Novels & Stories

“You were friends with Reed’s father?” “Yes.” I could see his relief that I would let the money and credit card issue go for now. “What was he like?” Lawrence smiled and started talking. “Sam was a complete playboy back in his day. We met in college. He got all the girls and I was the nerd. He wanted to play college ball, so he walked on the field and got a spot. He was that good, but his parents weren’t keen on the idea. His dad needed him to take over the business. His mother wanted him to settle down. They were good people and deep down Sam was the best.”

she added, knowing her reckless step son was a rebel, but that he did dote on Lucy, even if he hid it well. As an employed adult, Sam was not protected under the law. When his dick came during check ins, he was thrown into the slammer for a few nights. He still fought his basic instincts daily to be lawful, but Sam was no stranger to being horny. In fact, Sam condemned the new law. All the more so because there was a horny cunt a mere few feet away from him. One he had pined after for years. Knowing how wet Lucy always was never failed to make his dick stir. He knew it was fucked up. Sam and Lucy had known each other for ten years. She was, for all intents and purposes, his sister.

Sammy says as she approached my desk. I'm trying to push back the vision of bending her over my desk, rolling up that skirt and slapping that tight ass of hers. "Uh...It's fine. Samantha Gale. This is Alpha Jackson of Red Rock." I introduce her, slightly rising from my chair. Luke stands up. "Samantha." He flashes her a smile. "Please, call me Sammy." She smiles back. "Sammy....That's cute." He grins. I clear my throat. Luke looks over at me as I shoot him a look.

Like father like son. Lawrence D Simon, son of Simon D Kenzy. Everyone knows him as Larry, The Night hunter. He loves to hunt but only at night. He hunts everything. From drugs to ladies and even human organs. Lawrence doesn't involve with his father's busniess nor does he plans to, he simply wanted to just enjoy life. Marcus and Lawrence are of the same age but they just don't get along. No body knows why even though they go way back together.

Alyssa asked Luther gulped down and moved away,,, " You,,,,,," He wanted to talk but stopped " Tell me what's wrong,, you're making me scared " Alyssa said " Am sorry,,, nothing. You should take your bath,,I will help you " Luther smiled and she nodded He pecked her lips and carried her in a bridal style heading toward the bathroom *why does she smell of human?? Why is she still human??* Luther thought inwardly as he helped her with the bath " How do you feel?" He asked and she smiled

Ugh, why the fuck am I so jealous? Mark grabs my arms and leads me out of the building. "Well, it was lovely meeting your friends. And look, even your friend Robbie has a new girlfriend. That's quite a relief to me if I am being honest with you, Sammy," Mark says as he puts some gum into his mouth and starts chomping. Mark is the only person who calls me Sammy. It sets him apart from my friend group, along with his British accent. Both drive me crazy, and both are powerful.

The door to my office clicked shut as Samantha left, her steps still slightly unsteady from what we had done in the elevator. I watched her go for a moment, a dark satisfaction curling in my chest, before turning back to my desk. Work never stopped, and neither did my plans. I opened my laptop and immediately dialed Lawrence through a secure, encrypted line. He picked up on the second ring. “Boss,” his calm, professional voice came through clearly. “What do you need?”

I went back to the villa and logged into Samuel’s bank account and transferred half of his money. I wiped the villa down after I’d showered and I got on the bike at three AM and started making my way to Concord, North Carolina and Lawrence Patterson. Lawrence Patterson was mainly a recluse who had his food delivered, lived alone and he recently employed two bodyguards who stayed in his house with him twenty-four hours a day. Word was getting around quicker than I had hoped. The rest would be more difficult to get to.

Seven men surround the two of them, while some of them are bleeding dead on the floor after those play that more than enough to boil the rage of their heads. “Who are you?” Sam bravely asked, after one of them took his gone and the night vision goggles. “Tsk!” That same person and the head that Cath is only familiar with the tone of his voice smirks. In a rage, irritated and disappointed all at the same time for being all a fool for falling into that trap that they shouldn’t have. “You do not need to know Mr. Samuel Lawrence. As you shouldn’t have made your way yourself into this mess. But since you are already here, we have no choice but to take you with your woman.”

“You used her like a tampon and threw her away.” Goldman’s blood boiled at Lawrence’s revelation. “She really liked you, Sammy, and you used her for money and a laugh. Made a fool out of her and let everyone you and she knew know about it. Then you dumped her for some arrogant ho. You didn’t even have enough respect for her to tell her. You just disappeared. She had to hear about it from those shitty friends you and her had in Phoenix,” Lawrence shouted. Sammy. Lawrence had told Goldman and the guys about Sammy years ago. He had said Patty was a different person by the time he had gotten done with her.