Novel & Cerita Stanley X Zero

Liana’s POV The evidence glows on the screen between us, Elia’s voice, trembling and raw, echoing from the tiny laptop speaker. “Stanley, please. I want out. Let me go. I’ll disappear forever.” The sound cuts through the glass walls of Stanley’s office like a blade. Outside, the city bleeds gold and shadow, the skyline reflected in the windows of Z-Core Tower. Inside, it’s too quiet. The kind of silence that comes before something shatters.

He pulled out a small tool and began to work, his hands moving quickly and cautiously. The wire twinkled in the dim light as Stanley's tool snapped it, the sound echoing through the silent hall. He took a pause, listening, but there was no response. He has successfully tempered with the autonomous car and With a final glance, Stanley disappeared back into the shadows, making sure the CCTV did not take a footage of him.

My pussy, wait not even my pussy, that thing can't fit my mouth. “ You can stop staring now, Samantha!” Maximo shouts before he smirks at me. Santino however, marches forward, one foot in front of the other. I look around. “ Don't even think about it or I will burn you alive!” Maximo yells. Santino in all his naked glory makes it near me and I can't control my eyes. Near, it looks even more huge than it did where he was standing. My jaw drops. “ Try what you did again, and I will let you fall to your death,” He growls, his sapphire eyes chilling me down. His voice is sharper than any edge, and I can feel it cutting me down.

Morgan… I paused to remember saving someone. Not long I remember how I saved her and received a stamp on my foot as a reward. The thought of it brought back a twinge of pain from my foot. It was not totally healed.Then I continued to read. … this deed of which I just found out. Come over to my house tomorrow (using the address inside the envelope) for I shall be unavailable today and we shall discuss your reward. I shall be expecting you. Putin Global Inc, Mr. Edgecombe.

She suddenly sat up when she couldn't feel Tyeron. "Ty?" she called the man and immediately got out of bed. She stopped when she saw the man standing outside the room, talking on his cellphone, and it was clear from his expression that the person on the other end was delivering bad news. She hugged herself and remained standing there. While Tyeron kept cursing under his breath while listening to Mikael, yes, he is now talking with Mikael; his friend is saying that he should be in Manila tomorrow because the organization is already looking for him. Yes, they have an organization whose name is HxH, meaning Hidden×Hideout, and yes, they are part of it: Mikael, Meruam, and even Heckson, except f

I was dressed head to toe in couture, flanked by two bodyguards, and I walked straight toward the conference room without breaking stride. As I passed Jasper, he reached out and caught my hand, his voice barely holding together. "Te... Tessa." I turned and smiled, letting it reach my eyes. "Hello, Mr. Wynn. My name is Diana." My bodyguards pulled him aside before he could say another word. I took the seat at the head of the conference table, and Jasper eventually sank into the chair across from me, looking as though the ground had caved in from under him. He stared at me for the entire meeting without looking away once, as if he could see through me if he tried hard enough. Even after the me

Inside his office, Xavier sat on a sofa playing with the silver pen knife in his hand. His eyes were blood tasty and cold. "Boss, here he is. " Tony said, kicking Stanley, who was caught trying to escape on a boat, to his knee. " Hello big brother, long time no see " Stanley said nervously. Immediately, he spotted Xavier's cold face. " Indeed, it has really been a long time, " Xavier replied nonchalantly, standing up with the pen knife, reflecting his coldness, which got Stanley trembling.

There was a dragon tattooed down his whole back. Looked so lifelike. I was half expecting it to start moving. My eyes trailed further down to his lower back, where the letters S.I.X were inscribed. So wait six isn't actually a number, but an acronym? He turned slightly, enough for me to get a view of his front, but not for him to see me standing there.