Timothy Kenny Novels & Stories

“But I already told him it’s just a fake marriage…” “Don’t worry, I’ll just explain everything. How about we see him now?” My eyes widened. “H-Huh? As in right now?” “Yes.” And since I have no other choice, we went to my father’s house. Good thing our house is quite far from the city, so people won’t recognize Timothy since he is a famous CEO. “Dad, this is Timothy. Timothy, this is my dad.” Timothy bowed his head as he greeted my father. “Good evening, Mr. Winters I am Timothy Lockwood.”

he murmured mostly to himself. Timothy's heart is almost in his throat at this point. "Tell me all the locations of the compounds that you know of" Kyle demanded. Immediately Timothy started ratting away the locations of all the compounds that he knows of. Anton recorded everything. "Well, kill him. He is useless to us now" Kyle instructed. Timothy is desperate at this point. "You can take her if you want. But please don't kill me" he offered Tina to save himself.

Also, he could read anyone's thoughts if he wanted, but he believed it was a privacy invasion, and he only did it when necessary. Right now, he had tried his best not to, but he couldn't help himself as several women in the club had his name in their thoughts. "Hello, beauties," Trevor mumbled. He nodded toward the bartender, who had a huge grin and was about to take his order. "Dirty martini." He husked, and the bartender, whose name on his badge reads Timmy nodded. "I'll take sex on the beach." The redhead in the two women winked, then turned to Trevor.

You're always active in things related to that section", "because it's my section of expertise Connor," Timothy replied, eyes still on the computer. "Whatever, if you have any recommendations, reach out to me by Monday". "Okay," he then left shutting the door behind him. Timothy opened the file and his mind went to the girl in the traffic, a mischievous smile spreading in his thin lips. Timothy checked the entertainment news and found out that the reporters who had stormed Cynthia's place reported a futile mission. He then smiled even wider, this means he would get her first.

She was thinking if she had an issue with wine, because she couldn’t help it whenever she knew there’s a wine within an arm stretch. “Irina…” She heard Nora’s voice drawing near. Keeping the irritation inside, she wore her smiling face. “Yea?” She said. Nora came with the group behind her, beside her was a man. “This is Timothy.” She said. Irina gave Timothy a brilliant smile, after she stare at his stretched hand. As expected, he returned the smile. While Nora added. “Timothy’s father is Lord Carter. He just got back from—” Earned an accusing look from Irina, “—You know where.” She ended.

Timothy shouted, “Who the fuck is Kelvin? Lisa! Are you...” Kelvin didn’t let me answer. His pace turned rough and fast, making my whole body jolt forward each time. I couldn’t hold anything in. “Yes, yes, right there, don’t stop!” His hand came to my throat, firm but careful. “Shit! I’m gonna... ahh Kelvin....I’m!” My body locked up, legs trembling, back arching, toes curling as I cried out his name. Through the phone, I heard Timothy cursing before the line went dead. The call ended. I rolled my eyes — I told him to hang up, but he didn’t.

For a moment, the way he looked at Jessie was a little complicated and hard to understand. Jessie also frowned slightly. She had heard of this Timmy. A while ago, he had been very popular on the Internet. It was said that he had been training in a branch company outside the Horfoud's in order to become the successor of the Horfoud's one day. According to the information on the internet, his age seemed to be around twenty-five or twenty-eight years old. But he looked very young. This R City was obviously so big, but sometimes it was also incomparably small.

I took a long sigh, and placed the phone to my ear. "Hello?" I answered "Hi there, this is Timothy Harris, may I speak with Jacob please." A young man's voice answered on the other side. "I, I'm sorry, but Jake is unavailable at this moment. May I take a message for him?" I asked. I was curious who Timothy was, I had never heard of him. I was sure it wasn't anyone in the football team, no one in his team was named Timothy.

Tory explain as they walk towards the guys. "Humphrey" Tory screamed out his name has they got closer to him. Humphrey was a tall handsome young man of 20 years, he had a nice caramel skin tone with pointed nose. "Tory????" Humphrey got up surprised, happy and excited to see her again. "What are you doing here??? Miss you" He asked as he grabbed her to give her a tight hug. "I school her dummy" she replies laughing still hugging him. "And who is this pretty angel with you" he asked turning to Grace standing beside Tory.

"We'll continue this conversation some other time. Alexander and Raven are pulling up any second now and I don't want them to hear about this conversation now." "You mean because it'll give Raven an excuse to kill." Timothy grinned. "............" I let out an amused snort as Timothy's grin widened, knowing that he was right. "......Shut up and look presentable Timothy." Timothy ran a hand through his platinum blonde locks, facing our large driveway with an offended look. "Look presentable? How dare he? I would accept this lack of intelligence from Theós but not you Aries. I always look presentable."