The Steel Man Novels & Stories

He had a plastered leg, which must have been why he had gone missing for days. But he wasn't giving up on me, as he was willing to get close in broad daylight, instead of just missing me. With that in mind, I smiled and nodded. "Of course, I have plenty of time. I didn't know you were such a kind man, Mr. Lopez." Hearing my praise, Zac's pale cheeks flushed in embarrassment. "I just can't help it. Poor creature…"

The alley is narrow and damp, lit by a flickering security light. She hears it before she sees it. A grunt. A sharp breath. She sets the bags down silently and edges closer to the corner. The man who grabbed her is on his knees. Hands bound. Face bloodied. Two of Matteo’s men stand nearby, impassive. Matteo stands in front of him. Calm. Still. “I was drunk,” the man sobs. “I didn’t mean—” “That’s irrelevant,” Matteo says. “You touched someone under my protection.”

Hooked a leg behind the man’s knee and slammed him down hard enough to knock the wind out of him. Silence. Kael stood over him, chest heaving. For one split second, something flashed across his face. Not triumph. Not anger. Something possessive. His gaze flicked toward me again. Like he needed to make sure I’d seen. My breath caught. The Beta called the match. Applause broke out, but it sounded distant in my ears. Kael stepped back, offering his hand again, helping the man up like nothing had happened. The moment passed. The edge disappeared.

No one had ever laid a hand on him like this. His eyes burned with hatred as he spat out a final threat. "You actually slapped me? Just wait until my father gets here. I'll make sure you die miserably!" As if on cue, a million-dollar Lincoln pulled up at the mall entrance. Ruben stepped out in a tailored suit. The entire crowd erupted. "So, that's the chairman of Skyreach Corp? He really has a strong presence." "I heard he built everything from scratch. He's a real legend." "Mr. Campbell is his son, after all. He barely took a hit, and Mr. Campbell Senior has already come charging in to back him up."

My grip tightened on the steering wheel, my brows knitting together. Thayer had seen my car. He suddenly rushed in front of it, forcing me to brake. The cars behind me began honking furiously. It was peak rush hour. Security guards hurried over, trying to pull Thayer away. But he refused to relent. Even as they dragged him back, he shouted at the top of his lungs, “Caspian Ashford! Stop playing dead! You’re sleeping with your own sister-in-law—have you no shame?” His shrill voice drew the attention of everyone nearby.

"That's my boss Zachary Evans and that's his Grandmother. He's a fine piece of ass.. Everyone thinks so" "I wouldn't know."I placed the photo back down on the sideboard beside the ornaments. Of course i thought the man was handsome, but after everything that's happened the last two years I didn't want to even think about another man in that way. "You don't swing that way either?"She asked. "No, I do." "Giving up on men?" "I guess so, it's hard to trust anyone these days."I turned and looked at her."That thing people say about finding the one.. It's just one huge joke."

But no use, he doesn't bulge a bit even, does this man made of steel, I tried again to made him tickle but neither his arms nor his body doesn't move a bit. I get frustrated and said " Are you made of steel " I said with a loosing face. He just placed his wine glass on the table and said " Try me " With a challenging look on his face. I tired again but no use, I can't made him to get tickle. But I get what I didn't expect. He started laughing. His laugh is loud this time, eyes are shining like a diamond,with full of life. I never seen this man laughing but for the first time I'm seeing him.

He didn't even manage to fix himself because he was too drunk. "Oh, my, God!" One of the rich kids exclaimed. "Who is that?" "Gate crasher!" Another one roared. "Can someone call security?" The others suggested. "Don't worry, ladies. I'll handle this." They all looked satisfied when a man walked towards Marionne. He looked like in his mid-40s, yet still, look formidable and elegant. "I know you, Marionne, right?" Marianne felt like he was showered with ice-cold water. The man in front of him was the father of Ava. "Uhm—yes—yes, sir." He struggled to answer.

Emma just stared at it. In the ring, a man with long hair swung his fists fiercely and punched his opponent’s face to the point that his opponent’s face was distorted. Following that, the man with long hair lifted his opponent before he threw him out of the ring. It was extremely ruthless. Emma became more afraid. She sought shelter behind Thomas and shuddered in fear. Was this really a steel manufacturing factory?

"The person who made me this way is Demir Inanoglu!" "The person who made me this way is Demir Inanoglu!" "The person who made me this way is Demir Inanoglu!" It was an accident… He knew so, but what he had just learned had changed everything. If his father had not been like this, everything would have been very different. What about that deal? That deal was even heavier! That deal was his father and that family… He had consoled himself by saying that nothing could be worse than this, but his current situation was looking for his old self!