Novel & Cerita Steven X Pink Steven

His mouth slowly stretched into an ugly smile when he noticed her presence. "Hey, lil plum how are you?" Steven smirked; full of both admiration and lust for the beautiful petite body in a slightly wet uniform shirt and a sexy mini skirt. Such a sweet little plum; she must be Samantha's daughter. "Hello Sir." Sasha respectfully greeted; maintaining a bold face as she cautiously handover the bottle to the man making her feel so uncomfortable. How can he be ogling at her chest like a pervert? Instead of collecting the bottle of water like any decent human being should, Steven's shameless hand travelled up and lightly stroke Sasha's cheeks, forcing her to flinch and quickly dropped the bottle o

I already priced. Steven smile then autoritively speak, "Let's date."

Iphan asked "I never said that. You see that shit called heartbreak? I don't wanna give that to nobody's daughter. Besides, I don't wanna be tied to one coochie. Variety is the spice of life, you know" "Shut up dawg. You're a flirt" "But at least, I ain't stuck" "Enough with the small talk guys. I'm still thinking of what to do with this son-of-a-bitch" Steven finally spoke up "Leave him to me man. I'll handle him" Kane said standing "What you gon' do?" Steven asked "Watch me" The next minute saw Kane behind Thogg "Get up you asshole" Kane smacked Thogg's occiput

I shook my head and simply glanced at Steven, looked around and looked for what Zellor was saying that he and Gabriel looked alike. Steven has deep set of brown eyes, aristocratic nose which he inherited from Papa, sharp and chiseled jawline covered with stubbles and naturally red lips suited for a perfect gentleman. Actually, he has all the hard features, fit body, muscles and all, except for his eyes which are the only gentle part of his body and the one I like the most.

“Do whatever you want. All my relatives are dead anyway.” Steven pulled out a bunch of fries like he was making conversation. He smiled. “Are you pretending you don’t know, or do you really not know? You still have family back in your hometown. You just chose to forget about them. I was deciding who to visit next. Now I don’t have to think too hard.” Victor’s eyes flew open. “You wouldn’t dare.” “Why wouldn’t I?” Steven’s tone stayed light. “Don’t forget where you are. This is East Coast. And I happen to work for Zachary Reynolds.”

“You’re thinking too much, Xandro.” I snapped back to reality hearing Steven’s voice. He's my partner in the syndicate. He had just arrived, sat himself straight on my mahogany desk, poured whiskey into a glass, and drank it casually. “What the hell are you doing here? Won’t your wife come looking for you?” I asked flatly, without energy. “Let her be. I’ve stopped caring long ago. I’m happier with the women I keep company with anyway. But back to you.... what are you doing here brooding? I thought you’d be busy with firearms imports and the new captives,” he shot back.

Derren replied. Steven got up from the bed and stood up straight. He only had his trousers on, leaving his top half open completely. His torso and arms were stained with bruise marks from the cables and pipes that were stuck to his body during his time with Professor Joseph. “Governor Gerald, Professor Joseph, and Evelyn are going to die by my hands. For the sake of Gregory and for the sake of all the people they put through so much pain because of their selfish goals, I'm going to make sure they pay,” Steven said, his voice laced with anger as he tightened his fist.

"Keeping in mind your squeamishness." "You know what works on squeamishness?" Steven said, standing. "More whiskey." He refilled his glass and topped off Paul's. They clinked glasses and Steven plopped back down on the sofa. "How you doin' there, B?" Paul asked after a few silent sips. "Still processing," Steven murmured. "I mean, it's not like I have anything against gay people. Like Ace, for instance." Paul's heart clenched at the name. "Yeah?"

- Steven said "Is that why you both truly look alike.. Sometimes I wonder if you were the man that I had a one night stand with.. But your eyes are blue, and your beards is making me confused, but Mavin doesn't keep beards and his eyes are white.. Pure white and looking also colourless.." - I said, as I finally walked up to the dinning table to meet Steven. Steven eyes only narrowed at me when I said that I had thought that he was the man that I had slept with.

I wish I was worth her glare. Jeez! What am I saying.. The man cleared his throat. He must have been lectured thoroughly by Echo West before coming here because every now and then, he glanced at her for permission to speak. “I am Steven. It’s nice to meet you all,” He simply said with a smile. Nobody responded. Even Athena returned to her phone. “We know who you are Steven,” Oh, that must be why he wasn’t acknowledged. The mood here was thick and Dad looked to be dozing off.