Sigma Patrick Bateman Novels & Stories

Patrick said, a cunning look flashing in his eyes, but Sasha was too lost in her hatred and jealousy to notice it. Still, Sasha looked hesitant at the idea of spying on her alpha and stared at Patrick suspiciously. She was jealous, but that didn’t mean she was foolish enough to betray her alpha. “What exactly are you planning to do, Beta Patrick?” Sasha asked, curiosity flashing in her eyes. Patrick just looked at her with a mischievous smile in response. “You will see Sasha, dear. Just wait and watch.” Meanwhile, Sebastian, who was busy checking the paperwork on his desk, suddenly got a mindlink from one of his men.

"Yihakuri Sakinatu addu'a za kiyi kuka ba shine abin yiba. Gashi ma tana da ciki. (Have patience Sakinatu you should pray for her not cry. And she's even pregnant." "She's pregnant with a bastard. Even if she'll die she must tell me who the Father is. Or so God help me the pregnancy will be aborted." Sakinatu said as if she turned crazy. Haj Karima (Zainab's Mom) and Haj Rahilatu (Aliyah's Mom) exchanged glances. "It's all my fault." Haj Sakinatu continued. "It was all my fault. I spoiled that girl cus she's my only child. This Abba boy always enters her room and I don't use to say anything about it. Now, I must reap what I sow."

CHAPTER FIVE He moved towards her,and bethany begin to back away from him,she looked around that's when she realized what made the Salvador's run. She knew this guard from the orphanage, she just hoped he doesn't recognize her. "Who are you and what are you doing here?."He asked her. "I don't know."I said ,I could see him looking around if anyone was near. "Well, well what do we do with you now.?"he said slowly.

Exiting the house, I was just aimlessly wandering down the mile long drive when I could see a familiar cunt walking towards me. As he got closer, he noticed me too and an evil smirk suddenly appeared on his face. I HATED Christopher Knight with a passion, even before all this. He was just a complete and utter asshole. He was a vile person who didn’t care about anyone but himself, he would kill his own mother if it meant getting what he wanted. ‘Well, well, well, what are you doing here, Patrova?’ ‘Just visiting a friend’. His smirk grew.

Matthew was out on deployment, and I was left with no one, only my thoughts and my burning rage for revenge. Buddha was the first to give me a hug. The rest of the team knew I needed time to sort through my thoughts, but there was nothing like a Buddha hug. Buddha, also known as Patrick Parsons, was a walking contradiction. He looked like the Rock with his bald bronze head, packed muscles, and tattoos cascading up his arms and all over his chest. He looked like a beast, but in reality, he was a gentle giant. Although his personality was soft. His artillery skills were one of the sharpest in the world. His knowledge for weapons and ammunition were out of this world.

Dimitri looks back at us. “You two go and see Roman and I will go with him.” he frowns and his eyes flick back to the man. “What’s your name again? So i can stop calling you Mr Bateman.” he asks. “Lucas,” the guy replies. “Lucas Bateman.”

There was no way she could use that either. "Yes, Mr. Bryant." "Right, well, one of my jobs is to protect Mr. Bryant's time, so maybe I can help you instead." She tilted her head to the side, and the kind look she had plastered to her face in the conference room moments ago was all but gone. "I don't think so, but thanks." Bethany turned and reached for the door. "And why not? Something I should know?" The woman was persistent. "No. I just-" "Bethany. I'm Patrick. Damon's told me so much about you. Says you’re Kent's new protégé and might put him out of a job." He chuckled and extended his hand. "There a reason we're having a pow-wow around Damon's door?"

She bites her lower lip— white teeth sinking into red flesh— then turns, smiling at the bartender. "Whisky please. Rocks." Her gaze returns to me, and she raises her eyebrows. "Make that two," I say, not leaving her gaze. A minute later he places the drinks in front of us, her hand immediately reaching out to bring it to her lips. "Katherine," she says after taking a slow sip, "but my friends call me Kat." "Adam, but everyone calls me Emilio." "I think I'll stick with Adam," she replies haughtily, daring me to tell her otherwise. I lean in closer to her, trailing her body with my eyes again. I can't stop looking at her legs. She notices, and again raises an eyebrow.

Samantha " Tell me, Samantha, do you want it?” Maximo asks. I laugh nervously, “ No,” My voice is shaky. “ Oh come on,” That tattooed arm leaves my thigh and caresses my cheek softly. Maximo pouts and he looks so fucking cute. For a moment I forget who he really is, a whole fucking sadistic dragon. I shake my head, I can't trust my words at the moment, there is a high possibility they will betray me.

She trusts her master that one of them is the funder, but who? She'd just have to wait for the gunshot to sound. "Are you saying one of us betrayed The Pakhan?" Stravinsky spoke, adjusting his glasses. "The attacks we've been getting for years came from unexpected sources, and this won't be exceptional." Klara muttered sternly. Stravinsky rested back on his chair immediately. "So do you know the traitor already? Kill him and let's get this over with." another member spoke up. "That won't be fun," Madden stood tall, walking out of his chair. "Someone else is here to catch the traitor, and I'd like to give him a chance"