Novel & Cerita Tom X Marco

When it's over, Xavier collapses beside her, completely exhausted. Marcus captures the final moments...his wife completely covered in sweat, completely destroyed, completely satisfied. Xavier's cum is dripping from her mouth, evidence of the complete possession and complete destruction. After several minutes of recovery, Xavier gets dressed. Before he leaves, he looks at both Marcus and Tanya. "That was even better than last time," he says. "I want to come back. And I want to bring friends. Multiple friends. I want to see your wife completely surrounded by massive cocks, all of them destroying her simultaneously."

“Okay. Okay. Look. I don’t care what happened between you two. But can you survive a few hours in front of a camera without biting each other’s heads off?” I didn’t answer I just glanced at Xavier. Still smug, Still calm like this wasn’t bothering him at all. I hated that. I hated him. But I also hated the thought of walking away and looking weak. “Fine,” I said at last. “Let’s get it over with.” “Great!” Marco clapped. “Love the energy!” I shot Xavier a look and he winked. Gosh, I wanted to slap it off his face. “Alright, you two,” Marco said, rubbing his hands together. “Let’s warm up with something easy.”

Alonzo’s limousine sped away into the night. “Are you okay?” Markos asked, his tone softer now. I nodded, though my hands were still shaking. The thought that something could have happened was appalling. “Thank you. I don’t know what he was planning, but it didn’t feel right.” Markos’s expression hardened. “Alonzo is a sex trafficker, Hazel. You need to be careful.” I furrowed my eyebrows at him. “How do you know?” He didn’t answer me. Instead, he opened the passenger door for me and gestured for me to enter. The tension between us was palpable, the silence was heavy, filled with unspoken words and unresolved feelings.

Never had he met someone as bold as this one. Marco’s eyebrows lifted when he widely grinned. “What for? If I destroy your face, my wife wouldn’t like you all the more. Drink up.” JUST a few minutes passed, Tan was down on the table. Marco drank his remaining whiskey while shaking his head. He stood and got his wallet from his jean back pocket. He left money on the table and tried to wake Tan up. But he just moaned. He breathed deeply. He assisted Tan to stand and walked until they were out of the bar.

He was only trying to make Xavier angry, but he couldn't keep up with the speed of Marco's shadow, who was looking at him every time, smiling sarcastically, which made Xavier lose his mind completely, and he was trying to reach him without benefit. Demian appears on the field, giving his speed to Arcus, who finally reaches out to Marco and pushes him violently Marco used his body to protect Astraea, before raising his hand and attacking him with force, to make him fall to the ground violently and defeated. He got up again, and he attacked Marco with great force, but to no avail. Every time he fell in front of him, everyone was right. Marco was no longer the weak person he used to know. The t

Marcus said with a smirk on his face and covered the space between himself and Xavier, staring him right in the eye. “So what's it going to be?" Xavier felt Marcus' threat more than he heard him, and what annoyed him the most was the fact that Marcus had nothing to lose if his secret got out. He was too intelligent, not just afraid, to take that kind of risk with a person like Marcus. “Well, now that you've made that clear, do me a favor and get out of my way. I need to redo my calculations and get all your boyfriends on the team,” Xavier said through his teeth.

While the 14 team leads, Grayson, My Dad, Jace, and I stood around the table reading for assignments. "Alright, men," Tate says, rolling a large map out across a banquet table. "The grids each represent 1 square mile of territory. Pack borders are lined out in their respective colors, and the red exes are buildings with basements. The buildings are considered abandoned and must be breached, but ONLY after clearing perimeters."

​ANG TAGUAN NI MARCO ​Hindi sila dumeretso sa AXL Towers. Sa halip, dinala sila ni Xander sa isang abandonadong shipyard sa Cavite. Doon, sinalubong sila ng isang lalaking may pilat na sa mukha at may bitbit na mabigat na baril—si Marco Santillan. ​"Xander! Aria!" sigaw ni Marco sabay yakap sa kanyang matalik na kaibigan. "Akala ko ay tuluyan na kayong naging French royalty at kinalimutan na ang dugong Pinoy."

“So, Taza, I only have ten minutes to spare here which means… you have ten minutes to answer anything I ask, okay?” Taza nodded more times than needed, tears streaming down his cheeks. “Who sent you?” “I… I swear I don't know him. Believe me please. I don't!” “Hmmm? Are you sure?” Marco asked, grabbing a small knife on the table as he took slow steps towards him. Taza started moving back with the chair while he shook on the chair, his eyes widened like saucers. Marco stepped down on his feet, keeping him in place. Then, he bent down and grabbed his ankle.

the Mayor sneered. Marco's lips curled into a smirk, the firelight casting sinister shadows across his face. "Ah, but you see, it's not a threat, Mr. Mayor," he replied smoothly, "It's a simple matter of cause and effect. You scratch my back, and I'll scratch yours. Fail to comply, and, well, let's just say the consequences won't be quite as pleasant." The mayor bristled at Marco's words, "I won't be bullied into anything," he spat.