Tony Cat Novels & Stories

That I enjoyed it. “You’re good at this,” Tony says finally. “And I don’t tell people that. But you’ve crushed any future Lombardi problems, knocked the Coppolas into line, whipped our sorry asses into shape.” He pauses. “Even Dante admitted it was impressive.” My chest squeezes. I don’t care, don’t care, don’t care! These tears are… are from drinking my coffee too hot, nothing else. I swig more as if to prove it. Tony’s phone rings, and he checks the caller ID.

Finding something amusing in this reaction, a soft laugh flowed into his ear. "Need to place an order, I see?" Valentine hugged Eugene from behind and took out a candy in dull green packaging from a plastic container. A human life crackled and screamed on his white hand. "I don't need it, but it seems Tony does. He might have noticed you coming and going, because he's determined to catch and beat any night cat that jumps over the wall each night." "Aren't I too big to be a cat?"

he repeated, mentioning the cat's name. I know that deep inside his heart, he misses Tony and longs to see him again. Tony isn't just my cat alone, but also his. It was him that aided Tony and gave immediate medical care the first time that we first rescued the latter from the danger of the street. "Where is he? Can I see him? Will you allow me to see Tony again?" "Of course! The moment that we got him saved, he wasn't only mine but yours too. And yes, you can see him. I allow you. Actually, I brought him with me today."

said Tony, rancour springing up on his face. "Oh! You hate him... that so soon...," I exclaimed, almost running out of words. "I agree with Tony; the man is such an awful sight," supported Harriet. "What's even his name?" "Tiger. He is called Tiger Kamilio," I answered. "What! Tiger? Like the forest feline predator, eeh? See, he is here to devour us," claimed Tony. "And his second name sounds like that colour changing animal... what's it even called?" frained Harriet.

“Carter is in. The shipments will be arriving soon. I don’t know what you said to him but it worked. “ Of course, it fucking worked. I was the most powerful and dangerous man in New York. A lot of his actions were motivated by fear. I was unforgiving and everybody knew it. Carter was smart to accept my escorts, drinks, and deals. “Be ready for him and be careful. “ “What did you do? Apologize? “ “I don’t apologize to anyone. He was happy with the girls you sent and drinks. All I had to do was stroke his ego by telling him he has the best ammo and product in the business. “ “Okay. Where are you? I thought you would want to see this shipment for yourself. It is the biggest one yet. Is there so

The ladies came out laughing and feeling very tired. Tony took an extra ten minutes in the bathroom before emerging. He wiped his chiseled body and walked confidently to his closet. Despite not having any special occasion, Tony put on a simple t-shirt, and yet he still managed to look like a Greek god. Tony's chiseled body was a work of art, with sharp lines and defined muscles that would make any sculptor envious. His piercing brown eyes were captivating, and his nose was perfectly proportioned to his face. He had a strong jawline and full lips that always seemed to be smiling.

“I think we should head to the bar now.” I steadied the box in my hands, brushing away my embarrassment. I was just simply caught by how he stared at me, trying to put a face on my voice. “Well this is a new face. I haven't seen you around before. New here?” We headed to the bar where I helped him offload the boxes. “Yeah, I just moved in recently. Can say the same about you. Haven't seen you around. I'm Camille.” “I’m Tony. I've been away on leave. I work here. Security,” well he did have the body for it. He was huge and in a really good kind of way. He kinda looked like a big grizzly bear with that innocent face.

"Tony is exceptional at everything." Lennox bursts into laughter. "Shut the hell up," I tell Lennox, trying to suppress a smile as I approach him and Blanca. "I'm serious," Blake tells Lennox, causing his laughter to fade. "Tony has never been below average at anything. Whenever he tries something new, he's practically a pro from the start." "It's like magic," Blanca states confidently. "He's a demon," Primrose chimes in. "One of those ugly ones that live in toad holes."

His question echoed ominously in the room, and I could feel the weight of everyone's gaze on me. Caught off guard, I scrambled for an excuse. In a moment of panic, I blurted out the first thing that came to mind. "My cat, Miss Margaret, was tragically run over by a car this morning," I lied, my voice trembling with feigned distress. To make it seem more believable, I forced myself to tear up, my eyes brimming with counterfeit tears.

He grinned broadly when he saw Kate. “You are incredibly beautiful, Kate,” he said with admiration. “Thank you, Tony,” she grinned. “You don’t look bad yourself. You must have been a heartbreaker in your youth.” Tony chuckled shyly. “I wasn’t,” he said. “I was a bit timid in my younger years. I was a nerd.” Kate giggled. “I believe you. You’re too proper and nice to have broken anyone’s heart.” “You make me sound like an angel,” Tony protested playfully.