The Library Gentlemen Novels & Stories

Or was he? He needed to discuss this with Mrs. Letty later. A yell went through Lucas’s ears, pulling him back to the reality in front of him. His brows lifted, seeing she was surrounded with the flirt women. They were all offending because she called Lucas a thief. Shaking his head, Lucas thought that he wasn’t even decide it yet, whether he took the offend or not. Besides, this was a library where people should honor the quietness. “Ladies…” He called them. A much slower than he had to, he wanted to returned the favor to her. “Please hush, this is library.”

Lucien's esteemed butler inclined his head respectfully. Viscount Redington surrendered his trenchcoat to the man. "Are they here, Hennessey?" "Almost, my lord. The duke is on his way." Not all. Trust Alastair to be late for his meeting. Though he still had ten minutes to spare. Suppressing the urge to comment, Nicolas nodded and strolled to the library. He found his friends enjoying a glass of a fifty-year-old Scotch whisky. Their conversation stopped and they raised their glasses to him in a salute. He smirked. No used guessing what their topic was before he came in.

“Then, shall we call it a night? “ He went straight to the door and said, “I will come back tomorrow to tutor you. By the way, muffin, I brought the books you requested on our last session. It’s on the small office inside this library.” I nodded slowly, “Okay…Thank you…” Gerber escorted Count Vlad out of the mansion. Atlas got back on her chores while I was left inside the library, searching for the door to the office that Lord Minir was talking about. As I was strolling through the wide shelves, the smell of aged books mixed with dust the lingered in my nostril. None of them must have used the library that’s why it’s this dirty. The cobwebs are untouched, sleeping in their own homes in the

"And books. Do you have books that are not about finance or territory management or whatever it is you people read." "You people," I repeated. "Crime lords." He said it without blinking. "Mafia. Whatever the correct term is." Nikolai made a sound from behind his newsspaper that was close enough to a laugh that both Ace and I looked at him. He did not lower the paper. "There is a library off the main corridor. Mixed collection. Help yourself." Ace nodded. "What else can I ask for." "What else do you want." "My own key to my room."

Of course, Faith was understandably saddened about this, but has now realised that leaving him was one of the best things she ever did. William always managed to pop in to see Faith at least once a day, stealing her breath and making her heart gallop in her chest. A couple of days ago he had taken her to a vast, grandiose library at the end of her floor. It was astounding in Victorian style with a tiled chessboard floor and books covering the walls like moths to a flame. The library was built on two stories, with white ladders allowing you to reach the books at the top. The shelves were all made out of magnificent marble with gold edgings, and on the second floor, there were floor cushions a

The heavy double doors of the library didn't just open; they were flung wide with a violent, desperate force. Chris Vance stepped into the room, his eyes wild and bloodshot, his suit jacket wrinkled from the scuffle downstairs. He looked like a man who had rushed into a burning building to save something precious, but the moment his eyes landed on Lila, standing safe, right beside Adrian Sterling, he froze.

His gaze flitted from mine towards the three. “Miss Rosette, Miss Nessa and Miss Cass, if that is all the questions you have you may leave. The Library is free for your consultation and it has plenty more resources than I can offer.” He paused and then frowned, “I'm sure you can take the time to find better fitting clothes, considering how each of your shirt buttons are so loose they are unbuttoned.” Ouch. I winced slightly, even though it wasn't directed my way. His words were gentle and so formal, yet a cutting rejection, shutting off any advances while dismissing them.

So Eun casually informs him. "Then go look for it on the north side of the library, we have plenty of romance books that might suit your taste..." said a friendly male employee. However, his words and gesture cause So Eun to chuckle, which causes the librarian to look at her puzzledly. "Sorry about that. You're just really nice. This creates a significant contrast." So Eun tries to keep her cool and tell the man without laughing. Her explanation, however, is utterly useless. He is still perplexed. What's the big deal about him being friendly? He doesn't understand.

the old man asked, sweeping his hands over the two desks. After taking their seats, the old man introduced himself as Library Master Buckins, before pushing his glasses back up his nose and proceeded to tell them information about the library, who built it, how many books currently reside on its shelves, soon an hour had gone by and Master Buckins was still telling stories about the library, Rex felt his eye lids getting heavy. “Rex, wake up, want to sneak off and go look at the beast market? I heard they have some rare catches today” Lacey whispered, nudging Rex.

“Understood.” “Good.” Angelo pushes open the door. The room is nothing like I expected. When they said librarian, I imagined maybe books, an archive something professional. Instead, the stench hits first: smoke, sweat, cigars, and cologne trying and failing to cover the rot underneath. A poker game rages in the center, with women draped over each of the four men like ornaments. One looks up lazily, half-naked, laughing as a man slides a hand up her thigh. They don’t even pause when we enter.