Simon And Baz Novels & Stories

“So what, is he a good boy now?” I don’t think good boys bet kisses on pool games. Or have kisses that mean nothing. I shrug. “I don’t know.” “That would be boring,” Simon says. My eyes roll to the ceiling. “I didn’t know you had a thing for bad boys, Benson.” “No, just bad girls. Thank you.” There’s the sound of rustling as if he’s moving around in bed. “Can I go back to sleep now?” “There’s one other thing,” I say.

she explained. "Then what are you here for?" I asked. Slowly, I sat on the couch beside her. It was satisfying to hear Barbs call Fiona annoying. "Simon is in business with Victoria and Luke. That means he has to be cordial when the family extends an invitation. I guess between the family connections and knowing us, Aaron thought it would be a good way to mess with you," she said, shrugging. "And you came, which just played into his hands," I said.

I whispered to him quietly, now knowing what Zach had meant by Simon sounding like a whale when he came. Zach used his other hand to cover the bottom half of the phone, preventing Simon from hearing us speak. "Every. Damn. Time," he replied just as quietly, looking so serious it made me giggle. He cracked his own smile before bringing the phone back to his ear. "Oh, that sounded like a good one, baby." I'm glad Simon wasn't one of my callers because I wasn't sure I'd be able to stay professional with that sound in my ear. I take care of my makeup before finally getting started on coffee.

"Walk by yourself! Since you've already known that person is Simon, you should know that I don't like you." Hazel's face was pale and she couldn't say a word because of sadness. "I know. Now I only have one use for you!" Sean didn't want to look at her eyes, so he looked away and urged, "Let's go!" Simon was hung on the spire, sweat dripping from his forehead. Justin was too late, so he couldn't replace Simon. He could only quietly wait by the side. "Phew!" Simon took a deep breath and glanced at Justin. "There are two left. Do you have any ideas?"

I pecked her cheek, greeted her, and then turned toward the table. “Good morning, guys.” “Good morning, Daddy,” Becky gushed, while the other two mumbled their own greetings. I dropped a kiss on the top of her head before taking a bite of my quiche as I studied Simon’s face. “What are your plans for today, Simon?” I asked, and his fork paused midair. “Ummm. I was just going to finish up some homework and play Barbies with the girls later,” he answered. I raised an eyebrow at him. “Hmmmm. Do you really want to play Barbies with the girls?”

Simon had a pitiful expression on his handsome face as he stared at Bertha. In the past, she would start to pity him at this point. But she no longer wanted to put up an act around him, so she just shook her head. “My birthday’s the same every year anyway. I’m tired. I’d like to sleep.” Since Simon was panicking, he agreed to whatever Bertha said and entered the bathroom to take a shower. After that, he stayed by her side for three days. On the fourth morning, Bertha woke up and saw Simon making a call on the balcony. His tone was doting, and his gaze was gentle as if he was speaking to a really important person.

Simon looks away and then into my eyes. "Do you love him?" I see pain on his face while he waits for my answer. "I did at one time, but now I despise him." Simon nods and squeezes my hand gently. "My friend Dorian has Phillip chained in the basement of an empty building." He says. At first, I think he's joking, but as he waits for my reaction, I can tell he's very serious. I picture Phillip chained in a basement somewhere alone, and I can't help it. I begin laughing.

Baz was also considered one of the top assistants in the business industry. “I don’t think he’s a fierce tiger at all. He was more like a cute tiger cub.” Shelly teased quietly. “Sorry, did you say something?” Baz finished his work and asked her. “I was saying how handsome you look.” Shelly smiled and flung herself into his arms. Baz’s face turned red as he felt embarrassed by her flattery. “I’m just installing a camera. There’s nothing cool to it. Besides, I’m sure I’m not as handsome as Andrew.”

She shut her eyes and took her shower. If only she had money, she would never have to worry about anything. ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───── SIMON Whenever Simon said he was going to do something, he always delivered. He was a man of his word. It was one of the reasons why he was who he was today. If he made a decision, nobody could stop him. Not until her. Zoey. Simon had long made up his mind to not listen to any of her recordings at ‘Compagnon Incognito’ because he was trying to be as transparent as possible and he didn’t want to snoop behind anyone’s back to get information, but how could he not want the recordings?

Becky might be friendly on the outside, but deep inside, Maya wasn’t sure if she could trust her either. ~~~ Inside his house, Simon placed his phone down slowly after ending the call. A cold smile spread across his face as he leaned back on the chair. His face was dark with evil thoughts as he muttered to himself, “Finally… finally the right opportunity has shown itself.” He stood up and walked around the room, thinking deeply, then let out a soft laugh. “That anniversary party…” he whispered. “Everyone important will be there. Steve will be there… Gabby, too.”