Steve Tony Novels & Stories

Steve has no heart to deny, and finally, he convinced. Steve went to the party alone, but a business party of that night became a dreadful incident of his life. As he entered the banquet hall, many people surrounded him and started to please him. Nobody wants to let go of this chance to please President Steve. The cherry on top, he is going to announce an enormous project of the shopping center in the city's heart. There was a Titanic land in the center of the city and many construction groups have their eyes on it. The owner of the land was a retired army general who wasn’t easy to deal with. Nobody can please him, even with money.

Nonetheless, Tony's thoughts turned cold as he remembered the rumors circulating in Jayrodale's underworld—that he, the East Side crime lord, was a useless old man, and Juan was equally worthless. Both father and son had been humiliated by some nobody, tarnishing the reputation of East Side's ruler. The shame was simply unbearable, and Tony believed the only way to salvage his reputation was to eliminate Andrew. By doing so, he would restore his image as the unshakable ruler of the East Side. Just then, Christina was brought in. Her face turned pale at the sight of the hundred-plus thugs and the martial art masters seated at the front. "Ms. Stevens is truly a rare beauty," Tony said with a t

She asked as she noticed the ring on his finger. “Yeah…I am.” Steve replied. “I guess…you don’t have a happy home right?” She asked. “Yeah…I apologize for the way I went off you last night, honestly I just couldn’t control myself.” Steve muttered sadly. “It’s fine…at least I enjoy it…you’re so good in bed!” She exclaimed. “What the hell….” Steve said to himself. “You nearly died last night…and you aren’t even bothered!” Steve said in disbelief. “Well.. I’m not dead.. so cut the crap.” She said blatantly. “Seeing your face clearly now…I know you, you’re MR STEVE PARKER, the CEO of RUSEL LTD.” She added.

A voice came from behind, and I turned around to see a short-grown man with a white mustache growing on his face, rubbing his palms together. “Really?” I asked, intrigued. Clinton grunted from behind me, but I didn't pay him heed. “Yes, the young lad's name was Tayo, and he believed that werewolves are real and that he had seen one transforming before.” Now, I was certainly intrigued. Wrapping my arms around my chest, we listened to him tell us more about Tayo. And from all the things he spoke about the boy, it somehow convinced me that he must have actually seen one before. And for that to be a woman, then…

Well that was easy, but he wouldn't tell her in a hurry', he thought, his mind tauntingly pointing out that he wasn't as okay with his past as he thought. Gulping, Tony muttered "I'm loyal to a fault. That's why your father likes me" it was honest and frank, her Daddy liked him because he had him. "Can I just say it's really unnerving hearing you call my terrifying boss 'Daddy'?" he tried to lighten the mood with another nervous laugh, looking up as their food arrived. 'Thank fuck for that', he silently cursed, grateful for the excuse to be quiet. "Let's eat this and get to that meeting" he suggested, cutting into his steak. Maria eyed him suspiciously, not expecting such candor from Tony.

Tony, our supervisor, pushes the door almost knocking my teeth out. "Why are you both idling around?" He beckons at us. Tony is a short man with a tiny frame. Despite that, he has an insatiable appetite for big girls with big behinds. He compensates his lack of body build with a mouth full of dirty jokes. He is annoying as fuck and most of the times he knows no boundaries. "Let's keep working if neither of you wants to be selling..." He spanks Kelly and pinches her butt. "... This on the roadside."

She knew exactly where he would be but right now, she didn't care. Monday came very fast and Tony was met with the national newspaper. He hadn't checked the news on social media because of his chippies. After a wild night, he was back in the office of the President of the Wrights Empire. Being in the right frame of mind now, the captions shook him to the bone.

She wondered what he would say if she told him she got to meet the number one man in construction in the state. Her eyes were focused on a portrait of Ronald in an army uniform. He looked younger in the portrait. “Grandpa is also a retired army general,” Donovan informed her as he noticed where her eyes were. “That is cool.” She replied. All she could think about was how privileged Donovan was. It was unfair for some people to have everything while some had little or nothing. She also had a heightening thought to tread with more caution around him. His family was powerful. And powerful people got away with a lot of things in society.

Then he went right back to typing like she didn’t exist. That, of course, made Tessa raise an eyebrow. “That’s Alex,” I whispered back. “Christian’s best friend Works for the company. I think he runs the London division.” Tessa slid into the seat across from him, casually flipping her hair. “Hmm. He looks like he doesn’t smile unless someone’s bleeding.” “He’s actually not that bad,” I said. “Don’t defend the Bond villain.” Alex looked up again, his voice like sharp glass. “If you’re going to keep talking about me like I’m deaf, I suggest at least being original.”

Steven talked to his driver before getting off when they got home. "Thank you, Sir. It's perfect and I have a friend to visit." Steven nodded to the gentleman before turning his back on him. Like Grey, he also did not have any sort of doubt about him. Tony happily left and hurried to the house of his original boss, Kanor. He was also eager to see his boss' grandson that he was very proud of. Tony stopped for a moment when he remembered what Grey had said about the boy they had seen at the airport earlier.