Shinji Chair Novels & Stories

She placed her two hands on the desk and hopped on it before she adjusted herself to a sitting position. "Yes sir". Shina responds with a smirk. Marcus stood up from the chair, he strode to a wardrobe at the wall of his office and opened it. Shina watched him from behind with wandering eyes as she waited impatiently for him to come and satisfy her.

Keiichi was a ninja, so he was able to react quickly. “Chairman, what are you doing?” Keiichi asked, catching the ashtray that Ishida had smashed at him with one hand. “What have you done? Do you know what happened to our company today?” Ishida asked while slamming a hand onto the coffee table in front of him. Keiichi nodded. “I know a little, but what does all that have to do with me? You know that I have nothing to do with the company’s affairs.”

The chairman's seat, Elder Shen was sitting. Behind him, Shen Er didn't need to be instructed, and had already pulled in a reclining chair, side by side with Elder Shen who was sitting in the chief seat, and pulled out the seat for the Boss he was loyal to. The people in the conference room then saw that the cool, tall, imposing man, unceremoniously sat next to Master Shen. For a moment, it gave people a feeling that he was sitting in the chief seat, and Master Shen, who was sitting in the center, was the one who accompanied him.

The last guard turned for the doors, and three rounds caught him in the back. The hallway went quiet. Shinjiro took a fresh magazine from the shooter beside him, seated it, and pushed the double doors open. The penthouse smelled of leather and old paper. Outside the glass, the storm was pulling the city apart. Ichiro sat in his high-backed chair, both hands on his cane. Madame Cleo stood near the desk, tablet in hand. Shinjiro crossed the room, mud on the carpet. He stopped in front of the chair and put the barrel against Ichiro's temple.

Taking a closer look, those dragon balls were luminous pearls. Zachariah noticed Severin was being quiet and discovered Severin was looking at his mahogany chair. He chuckled. "Hoho. What do you think? This chair is called Double Dragon Throne Chair. My brother shipped it back to me from overseas. He said it belonged to a king in the old times. Haha. I think no one else could have a similar chair in this city!" He paused and corrected himself. "No! I don't think you can find another one in the entire country!"

"Tch! Too close." He smiled at me. "Why? Does it make your heart flutter?" I would have sniffed a map of the words of someone before me. "Stop playing around." I will admit. It was just the first time my heart was beating. I got goosebumps for no reason. Just one word from him, I think I can sew on my underwear because of fear. Kairi returned to her place. "Hi I'm Shinichi shirai." I find him cute. He wore harry potter glasses which added to his cuteness. Her black hair was falling out and bangs covered her groin eyes.

Yu Shijin sat on a stool, idle, with a pair of white and slender fingers knocking on the table carelessly, hearing the sound, he looked over his head, looking at Chu Xunning, dark eyes squinting, slender fingers pointing towards the stop-motion racing picture, "do you think, this man is very familiar?" ------------------ Good morning ^ _ ^

Mei only giggled as an answer before returning to the kitchen. Alex only watched the girls interact, acting as if he wasn’t there. But it wasn’t for long. “Haato-kun, change seats. Shitone will sit beside you.” Kiyo said. She stood up and dragged Shitone’s baby chair closer to Alex. Then she dragged her own seat in the space where Shitone’s chair was before, so she was sitting next to Kiyoko. “Abu bu bu!” Shitone said, blabbering gibberish words like usual because she still couldn’t talk properly. She looked very happy to see Alex again, something Alex actually doesn’t really like but couldn’t escape from.

Break the chains! A sharp, silver shock sizzled through my spine. I gasped, my body jerking in the chair. I looked down and saw thin wires of silver woven into the wood of the armrests. It was a dampening chair—designed specifically to keep powerful wolves from shifting or using their abilities. "Don't bother," Cassian said, walking toward me with the needle. "The chair is lined with silver, and the tea I gave you has enough sedative to knock out a bear. You’re not going anywhere, Rowan."

"Oh, and then there's the fact that I'm still chained for some reason, even though you have a key. Who the fuck sleeps in chains?" Jin ignored me and proceeded to sit on the only chair available in the room, crossing one leg on top of the other. I scoffed, tilting my head away from him. But then out of curiosity, I was forced to ask. "Who were you talking to just now and how were you able to talk to them?" He blinked at me at first before he pointed at his teeth. “That was my assistant and I was talking to him through this…” I gawked at him in confusion until I saw a tiny, almost unnoticeable, blinking red light on one of his teeth.