Tommyinnit Says Novels & Stories

TOMMY . . It’d been a week since that night. And in that one week I had done three things religiously. One—suffer side effects from the omega drug, and suppressants. Two—question my life choices. Three—refresh the internet like a deranged maniac. Sunlight spilled from the ceiling-to-floor windows of my office on my hunched-over figure as I scrolled through tabs—gossip blogs, niche tabloid, fan forum, even secret Alpha dating forum(I don't even know how I ended up there, so don’t ask)

“Don’t leave this room. Don’t c⁠all your friends and don’t start scroll‍ing through your damn phone. If she makes a so‌u⁠nd, choke her u‍ntil she shuts up. It’s not com⁠plica⁠te‌d, think you can handle that?” “Yeah,⁠”‌ the yo‌u⁠nger man mu‌ttered irritably. “I’m not a complete‍ idiot.” “I’ll be back in‍ ab⁠out an hour,” Tommy cont‍inued‌. “And don’t‌ touch her, i’m not interested in w‌hatever leftovers you’d leave behind.” With that warn‍ing, h‌e turned an‌d disappeared down the hal‍lway.‌

he added. I bolted upright from the chair in utter shock. “Three years?!” I was enraged, as well as dumbfounded. How could something like this be going on in my Institute and I had no clue about it. “We were introduced to it,” Tommy said, his eyes filled with tears that were threatening to spill down his cheeks. “Who introduced you all to drugs?” I asked with fury. “Saint,” Tommy answered. I thought I was upset, but right now, my rage had gone over the wall.

Then he flashes a warm, genuinely friendly smile my way. “Jess,” he calls, “Long time no see. So, you’re from Silver Valley? You never mentioned that.” I nod politely. Unlike many in Dominic’s circle, Tommy treated me with respect the very first day I met him. Even after being introduced to him and noticing that I’m an Omega, he never looked down on me for my perceived lower status. “Hello, Tommy, Long time no see,” I reply, deliberately ignoring Dominic’s burning gaze. Tommy glances at Allister, who is standing in front of me protectively.

He had always convinced himself that he was fine and glad she left. Tommy waved his hands. “Chill, man, I was just delivering the message.” Adam clenched his jaw. “Well, now you've gotten my response.” “Sure, I get it. We should probably celebrate," Tom said trying to lighten the atmosphere and his lips curled into a smile. "I know just the type of girl you need for tonight.” “Oh, yeah?” Adam's face softened, and then he exchanged a tight handshake with Tommy. “Then let me reply to this chick,” Adam said before his fingers began moving on his phone screen.

Tommy's face became panicked and distorted at this time. "Wait, don’t leave! Let me... Let me think about it first.” He suddenly uttered, a little hesitant. When Tommy called for Allen and became hesitant, Ava couldn’t help but to admire him. Allen's words were so awesome that he suddenly let Tommy get scared. Tommy could give up the participation of the West Coast Chamber of Commerce for the sake of cooperation with Adam, but he couldn’t tolerate another strong competitor in the pharmaceutical industry in the city! After that, Allen and Ava sat down again. Tommy glanced at them, and finally saw Allen. Allen's name, he also heard he was Smith Group's famous son-in-law, said to be a small cli

“You better start talking or I'm gonna shove of fucking hearing device so far up your ass, you would hear the sound of your small intestine as it produces shit.” “I—I swear, I know nothing, Vex–” “It's Jordan.” “Sorry. Jordan. I—” “Free him, Jay.” Tommy's voice wasn't so difficult to recognize after having heard it for over two decades. He's also the only fucker that choose to freestyle with my name. The younger guy sitting next to me had that redeeming look upon spotting Tommy walking towards us. Alas, he'll live this day without a scratch. Tommy strolled over like he had all the time in the world, not rushing, not panicking—just calm in that way that made me want to break something. Even i

Tommy Fox said seriously, "You know I'm always picky, and considering that I brought you all the way here to enjoy the scenery and good food, it wouldn't be fair if my junior refuses, right?" Tommy Fox possessed the ability to infuse everything with humor and wit. Privately, he was somewhat different from the calm, intelligent, and logically structured lawyer in the courtroom. However, there was a commonality: he was articulate but never imposing. Being with him, I felt light-hearted and happy.

“With what? Told you we will talk.” “Not that and don’t bullshit me bitch. What’s up with the guy at Trust?” “He is a guy I know from somewhere.” “Doesn’t feel like so. Have you two banged?” “Tomboy got smashed?” Tim grins propping his elbows on the counter. “Just shut up Tim. This is a girl’s talk.” “Frankie shouldn’t be counted as a girl. She is a tomboy. Where is your cap by the way? Must admit you look good this way. You have great hair.”