Tommy Slater นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Tommy opened the door and sighed. “What can I do for you Greg?” he asked, as if he was bored “Cut the crap Tommy, he knows she’s here,” Greg Henderson, my old teacher and elite warrior, was standing at the door “I’ve come to take her home.”

"But seriously... since when are you a mastermind? I thought we were both just trying to survive!" "I just studied, Maya! I didn't mean to start a war!" "Well, the war is here," Maya giggled. Then her expression turned mischievous. "And speaking of wars... look who’s coming to claim his prize." I followed her gaze— and immediately regretted it. Tommy Higgins was swaggering toward us. He had grown taller, but he still moved like he was made of mismatched parts. He leaned against a locker to look "cool"—misjudged—and nearly fell.

He's the main hitman of the gang. "Reports" the devil ordered, and Lambo walked to the Cyber table. She put it on and zoomed the picture of a guy out of neon. "His name is Tiger, he's got the most powerful clan after ours, they're The Slayers. He's desperately looking for you" Lambo reported. "What's his use?" Taylor scoffed. "Isn't it obvious? Take him and make him an obedient kid here" Sylvester replied, and Lambo zoomed out another picture. It's a young girl this time.

Tracy had a mocking smile as she looked through Celeste. Then the professor called again. "Carter, Tracy Dylan." Tracy walked confidently to the front and started introducing herself. "I am Tracy Dylan Carter. I graduated with honors during my high school years. I enjoy Science very much, that is why I want to become a doctor someday! I came from the Carter family of Octave City." "Thank you Ms Carter." Then the professor continued calling each of her students and then she called. . . "Klatt, Celeste Covey"

At this time, Tommy felt humiliated by the girl standing in front of him, but then he carefully observed the girl's appearance, and he smirked before saying, “It seems I'm not the only slave here. You are also the CEO's slave, right? Just look at your shabby appearance, and how stupid you are to carry around those clothes only to make you look like a slave. You should look at yourself in the mirror before you make fun of me, you bastard.” Tommy's counterattack was unexpected, and Vivian's face finally returned to a straight face. Unfortunately, before she could answer, Tommy had already started walking, and he even deliberately hit her shoulder, causing her to trip, but she was still lucky s

The Sandy Clem no one fucked with. Tommy (even in his drunken state) must’ve sensed he’d crossed a line somehow because his smile faded slightly, but before he could say a word Sandy’s arm cranked and she slapped him upside the face with an open hand hard enough to jerk Tommy’s head around. Its impact sounded like a mini-thunderclap against the chatter in the beer tent. “Asshole!” She spun and ran away. Tommy sat, eyes wide with disbelief. He stared after her for several seconds shook his head, looked at Bobby and mumbled, “What the fuck was that?”

Tommy's POV I am furious after I've talked to Dante. Who does he think he is? He never even knew Leandra. Leandra was always my slave, the one working for me so I could spend all the money that I made on myself and all my needs. Mary is not giving as Leandra was. She's very selfish with that money. However, I cannot piss her off. Her uncle is Don Bellini. I have to convince him to work with us. But first, I need to get Leandra back. I do not know what is happening in the Italian Mafia, but I do know one thing. We can take them over if we want to. We are stronger than they think. We have been working with the cartel lately. I need to figure out a way to get Leandra back. I do not love her, bu