The Confessions Of Max Tivoli の小説・ストーリー

“What was your purpose in spying and secretly filming her? If she hadn’t discovered it today, what were you planning to do with those recordings? Tell me!” Jane, hiding behind him, sobbed as she spoke. “Astrid, I really didn’t mean to ruin your family. I just couldn’t control myself, that’s why I made a mistake with Tony! I know you hate me, but you can’t spy on my life like this! Are you trying to harm my baby, or expose me as the other woman and ruin my life?” Hearing her words, Tony grew even angrier. I met his reddened eyes and said, “It wasn’t me. I didn’t do it.”

its huge and I am confused what to actually wear ,well you know what I don't care just pick something randomly ella "my subconscious tiredly Instructs me .now what happen to her , seriously , I didn't even whine for that long ! Anyways,I see a white off-shoulder warm top ,I quickly put it on along with a blue jeans and white sneakers.The devil is standing outside ,I don't want to take risk with him. When I came back outside in the bedroom ,he was in half laying position on the bed ,his back leaning on the headboard-legs in sitting position , below knees dangling in the air.Eyes closed,his one arm on his forehead in resting gesture another one on his stomach.Breathing rhythmically ,did he act

Max drops Fred at his house and returns to his villa. Sitting in his darkroom he took out his phone and dialed a number, " How's your work going, did you find anything, why not? it's been a year. My patience is not unlimited understand if you are incapable then tell me before, I am losing my mind. I will hire someone else and remember this year is your last year," Max cut the call and smashed the phone over the wall.

he replied “Just answer the God damn question” “I don’t know? It’s been a long time” he said “I see” she said then walked to the table where he kept his phone; she went through the phone and then went to the recorder and saw a file so she played it and unfortunately it was her conversation with Lucifer… Max was scared, he didn’t know what to do or say “What is this?” she asked “So it’s true” Maria said “No” he said calmly “You’re working with my enemies, you are giving them information about me and my plans. So this means I have been living with a Judas all along”

Max’s voice broke. “I swear… I don’t know. Ava, I was with you, right? Did you forget? We were drinking and all. Did you forget?” She rushed to Ava. “It still does not change the fact that your sex tape is flying all over the internet. Plus, I warned you to not go to that man!” Ava screamed. “W… what are you saying? What man?” “I’m sorry, Max. I should not have left her alone with that man,” Ava sniffed and bowed her head.

Warning: This story centers on a priest. If you’re uncomfortable with this subject, please skip it. “In the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit. Amen. Please confess your sins” The man’s voice came from the other side of the confessional, low, deep, laced with a thick Italian accent. The kind of voice that instantly makes you picture a tall, dangerous mafia man. The kind that could make any woman feel something sinful stir deep inside her.

"You can't possibly do that. What about school?" "I don't care as long as you learn that your confessions are non-negotiable." "You're fucking crazy." I shoved his chest, but he didn't move an inch. He leaned into me. "Tell me the truth dorogoy. What are you really afraid of? Are you afraid that you don't like it or is it that you're afraid that you like it too much? That it makes you wet?" I gaped at him. "You're delusional." I tipped my chin and straightened my back. I didn't falter as I took determined steps towards his confession room.

David said nothing; he was clearly angry at Roslyn but he’d refused to say it. They continue to eat in silent until David opened his mouth to speak; “I want to tell you something but I worried you’ll not talk to me again.” Roslyn knitted her brow; she pondered why David said that. “Well, if ya think I’ll not speak with ya again, why bring it up?” she asked. “You can tell me anything David; only if it doesn’t have to do with you cheating on me.” she told him sincerely; David shakes his rapidly in denial. “Far from it, the last thing I’ll ever do is to cheat on my wife.” “Then what is it?” asked Roslyn good-naturedly. He shifted uncomfortably in his wheelchair and sighed. “It’s about Dave.” Ro

"Go in search of the confessor. I want her found by all means. "No matter what, make sure she doesn't die. I want her alive". He paused and took in a deep breath. "I have so many plans in store for her". Silence. "Yes, My King" the guards bowed and left. * * Her name is Isabelle. And the story of how she became the last confessor.... The confessors were females with special powers of compulsion. They compare someone by forcing them to look into their eyes, then the power takes over. The person becomes their slaves for as long as they live and do every single thing they say. The only way to break the spell was if the confessor dies.

Maxim was an enemy—every man in the mafia was. Maxim let me go and walked away. He looked calmer than the man I imagined him to be. I hated that I was disappointed he didn’t linger longer. As soon as he was gone, his mouthpiece approached me. “I’m Mikhail. What’s your name?” “Livia…Livia Brown.” “I’m sorry, Livia Brown but I hope you understand that I can’t let you go because you’ve already seen Maxim’s face. I don’t trust you not to run to the police.”