Romans & histoires Sigma Patrick Bateman

Their picture was hung on the wall in the office, such a beautiful woman. The few seconds that Elsie interrupted Santiago, Patrick used it to build his calmness back into place and felt alright again. “Good sir and ma'am my name is…”Patrick began but was interrupted by someone else. “Patrick Connor, a former employee of Lester's conglomerate, an old childhood friend of Adrian Lester, and a very good friend of Ava Leon” Aurora declared. Patrick Connor went speechless. Not for the details of himself but the voice that read that out. It's too familiar for him to forget the sound of that voice.

"Ugh, not only is he handsome and alluring, but he's also so debonair. I can feel my heart beating for him." "I have no idea what he's talking about, but that won't stop me from becoming his fan!" "Our meeting has never been written in the stars; we wouldn't have met if not for your good looks." "Hahaha! I have no idea what he's saying, either, but it sounds really classy." "I just searched for him online. His name is Patrick Horton, and he's a Marvonian. He's 28 this year and currently works at Vargam Pharmaceutical Research Lab, but his actual position is classified information.

“Wait, I have a question for you. About Siobhan.” “Not sure if I will have an answer but sure.” “Do you know anything about her being in a relationship with a werecat, tiger shifter to be specific? His name was Wyatt.” Patrick takes a moment before answering, “No. I don’t remember her mentioning anything about having a boyfriend while she was gone.” “Did she mention anything about being…raped?” I whisper. Patrick’s eyes went wide and then his pupils narrowed into slits, his irises turning black. His wolf.

His eyes met mine and he smirked, watching as Carter moved aside to stand by me, his beta, Matteo stood one step behind his Alpha, waiting for my reaction. “I am surprised to see you here” I said, standing up from my chair. I fixed my suit’s jacket and extended my hand to shake his. “I believe that I can come and see my partner when I want, plus, if I remember correctly, we have a meeting” he said, shrugging his shoulders. I simply nodded in response, watching as he took a seat in front of me. I nodded at Carter to leave, wanting to speak to the capo dei capo in private, and seeing that, Donatello nodded at Matteo to follow. His eyes met mine, and getting up from my seat, I walked to the bar

"Don't waste my time, kid. Just spill the beans on what you know." "I'm definitely older than her," Booze muttered under his breath, regretting the day he ever crossed paths with Patricia. He exhaled heavily before continuing. "His name is Francisco Stephan, a highly lethal individual. I've heard all about his gruesome kills. They say he even feeds the flesh to his pet lion and sells the organs..." His words trailed off as Patricia made a disgusted expression.

a beep rang from inside it was non-other than chancellor Jeff Gordon. " what do you what? " with a serious face Jeff asked Patrick. Patrick stood there and said "I want to donate 100 million to the university" hearing this Jeff looked at Patrick with shocked eyes and seeing the appearance he shook his head asking" what's your name?" "I am Patrick smith from business management class " Patrick answered. Jeff said " ok now stop joking and return to your class Patrick " Patrick know he will not believe so he transferred them to Jeff's account using his name Patrick got Jeff's account no from his networks.

“By the way, do you guys know each other or should I introduce you two first?” The young woman with a petite stature turned towards him, extending her hand to Tatius. “We often meet at the cafe Aura's workplace but we rarely speak. Patricia Caroline. All the while, it s okay to just call me Pattie." "Tatius Anderson," he returned the woman's outstretched hand. “Great,” the old woman clapped her hands. “Well, so where should we start, eh? Should we start from when Alan and Aura first entered kindergarten? I think that would be an interesting topic."

As much as he wanted to make me disappear, he knew he would be miserable without me. He didn’t confirm it or deny it. “I’m fine, Cato. Really. I’ve been through worse.” His eyes moved to the wound at my shoulder, the scar I would carry for the rest of my life. “Bates is complicated. He comes off as a violent psychopath, but he’s just—” “Trying to protect you. I understand.” “He doesn’t go around raping and beating women.” “I figured. When you’re handsome and rich, you don’t really need to rape anyone…”

Fake love that Fern once said. Sera exclaimed. "Patry's woman really introduced herself to you? The thickness of her face. With that face of hers, I really can't get along. Where did she find that woman?" "He and Sophia are teammates at the badminton club. Let it go. Where he's happy." I said and opened the Lit Fire application. "It's not really possible. Argh! Am I just imagining everything?" I heard her say that I just nodded. I hope it's all just a dream. But not. It's just a sad part.

he said with quiet confidence, not mentioning the true purpose of this little visit to the courthouse. It was Stanton who stirred the waters. “Including the running of the mill,” he added. Rumblings started from the back of the group, but Michael shrugged off the explanation with a smart remark. “Doubt he can fix what’s wrong any more than a good old boy like Bateman can.” “Who’s Bateman?” Damien asked. The men simply stared at him for a minute before Regina answered. “Bateman is the current day foreman at the mill.” “Check it out,” Michael said, raising his voice just a bit. “He’s here to save the day and the dude doesn’t even know who the foreman is… And he thinks he’s gonna stop all the b