Shinichiro Sano Novels & Stories

Sheldon hurriedly replied, “Dad, didn’t you already agree to allow Jaime to pursue Quinn Golding?” Cadfan replied seriously, “But now, it seems as though Ito Nanako’s price-performance ratio is much higher as compared to Quinn Golding!”

I watched as she walked out, leaving me alone in the office without saying another word. I stepped out of the office, wanting to go to her. Maybe there was something bothering her or upsetting her. Maybe she came to talk about it. But I frowned when I saw Nolan standing with Alessandro. The two of them were talking, but something about him seemed to be off when he saw Mira. His eyes flicked to Mira just as she passed him. His jaw tightened. His brows furrowed. He didn’t say a word, but the disapproval was there, sharp as a blade.

“That nasty snake. Of course she did.” Emma flopped back onto her bed, staring at the ceiling. “The worst part? The caption said, ‘I’m waiting for you. Come tear this off me.’” Tammy gagged. “I hate her. Hate her so much.” “Me too.” Emma muttered. “No, no. You don’t get it. This is classic Sarah. She’s been throwing herself at Noah for years, convinced she’s destined to be Luna. And now that he’s found his actual mate? She’s panicking.”

I fixed my ass on the couch. “What?”… “I know you will be mad, Max. But trust me, it has nothing to do with the nutcase lady or her father.” I leaned a little, reaching for a corkscrew, and I screwed off the cork of the bottle. “I’m not fucking mad at you, Leo. I’ve always known you as someone who fucking does things with motives behind it. So what’s the fucking tea? Spill it.” Serving the glasses, “My body has yet to fully recover after the face out with the Maranos. I don’t want your sister to see me as incapable during….” I slid a glass to him.

I was sure my aura right now was pure predator, dangerous as hell. The bar was calm at this hour, and while I took my first sip, I spoke while watching our reflections in the glass wall lined with expensive bottles. “Hope you got my gift,” I said, my voice sharp as steel. “Sanchez... was that you? I thought it was Alpha Bianchi...” He paused, realizing I’d been involved. His surprised look vanished fast, replaced by a controlled expression. “I had nothing to do with that. He acted on his own,” he answered in the same low, tight voice.

Her scream reverberates through the walls, sending my heart into a frenzied rhythm. But I stay pressed against the cold surface, keeping up the act. Serena glares, her chest rising and falling. “I have lived a thousand years,” she hisses. “And I am so close to becoming truly immortal. If I have to destroy all of you a thousand times to get there, then so be it.” She gestures toward Zoe with a flick of her wrist. “Your friend and her unborn children? They’ll give me, what? A hundred years at most? But you, Piper…”

“Ersa... I see no man who fits that description.” I bit my lip. I had forgotten that Sano expected a man who looked like he had survived two millennia. “The boy,” I clarified. “The one with the pink cotton candy.” Sano was silent for a long beat, his gaze fixed on Gavriel. Finally, he let out a huff of breath. “I see. I suppose we truly do come in all shapes and sizes, much like my—” I immediately slapped my hand over his mouth, cutting him off before he could descend into another lewd comparison. “Yes, I take your point quite clearly. No further elaboration is required.”

He stood up from the chair he sat on and Walk away from the Long table. He pace about for more than five minutes before he finally walk towards the chair he sat on earlier and lowered himself unto it frustratedly. " We can't do this without Maximo Santino's help. He is the right man for the job " " Do you think he would agree on it? " Santana asked with his face twitched in confusion. " I can't be sure. I have never meet this man in person. All I Heard about him was that he is as handsome as he is sadistic and he is on his way here as we speak " Mattia responded stunning his two colleagues again.

I need some caffeine at the moment. @SenaSen