Tony Cry Novels & Stories

What trophy?" Christy raised her head in confusion and saw Tony slowly begin to unbutton his shirt. Christy screamed with one hand holding her towel, she could still feel the pain from their lovemaking of the previous night and she was afraid of experiencing any pain. " You beast, why are you suddenly undressing, leave me alone," It was an unprecedented experience for Tony to be called a beast but he was not angry, he laughed instead. He thought she was shy, " Hmm! Are you shy now? Come and see what you have done!"

Caitlin grabbed a chair and sat down adjacent to me, her bare thighs squashing down onto the seat as she folded her ankles and leaned back. She gestured with her hand to let me continue, almost impatiently and I cocked an eyebrow at her with a small smile. This woman… "If," I emphasised. "You're willing. Your target would be Lucas Trevino, software engineer and owner of Godfather nightclub." I paused for her reaction and she simply just nodded her head waiting for me to continue.

he dropped his hands and tried to get up. "On your knees!" Vini shouted, and I gestured for him to calm down. "Do you know who I am?" I asked. The man looked familiar, like I had seen him somewhere, although I couldn't place him. "Of course, I know who you are. You are Dominic Montego, the Don of the Montego empire." "And you are?" Clearly, the man knew all about me while I knew nothing about him. His knowledge of me had me curious. "I didn't know that my fame had reached far and wide." I looked around the deserted landscape.

"Hey! That's my toy!" I watch as the kid cries for her toy, being bullied by older kids. I stood up from the roof and walked away, I hate seeing such scenarios. I walked towards the Grymkin's forest, my clan's forest, this is where my clan moved after someone had spread a hideous rumor about us, which is true. Our clan controls fire. The kingdom has given us the title of "Grymkin's Protector" when in fact we can burn this forest down into ashes.

"He's just the druggie brother who Tony lets crash here sometimes." I nod. "Alright." Right then, the door opens again, and Tony walks in. His eyes turn wide when he sees me, so I offer him a smile too. "Hey Tony, how ya doin'?" I greet him cheerfully. Tony looks at me, his eyes still wide. I know he is contemplating turning around and running away, but he just stands there. He knows why I'm here, and he knows Marco will shoot him if he tries to run. "I-I'm doin' alright, Victor," Tony stammers, trying to appear calm. "I was just about to call you and let you know I'm working on getting the money together."

Everyone looked around the table and when no one said anything I asked, “Why are the Gambino’s absent?” “Carmine is still put off by the fact I won’t consider that fat fuck christopher for boss. He sent word that he couldn’t make it, made up some stupid fucking excuse so I couldn’t accuse him of disrespect, but we all know why he’s not here,” Tony said. Tony’s voice was getting raspier and he seemed like he had a lot harder time breathing every time I saw him. He was dying of throat cancer….but only he and I knew that.

Tony inserted the key into the car key hole as started it and drove out of there. Tony thought of what to do, he had to take Steve and his family to the old man's house by all means. Tony Brian had no idea of what to do so he decided to let the cat out. “Please sir, I need to discuss something with you. I hereby plead that you should not be upset with me” Tony pleaded. Steve looked at him and was confused, after all he was just coming back after two years. What could he be upset about?

Tanya whispered. "No. I did not have a fling with someone else. I wouldn't dare. Remember what happened to Troy?* "I do. What the heck happened,then?" Another sigh escaped her lungs.even though she dreaded it,she would have to spill everything to Tanya. Anthony sat quietly in his office scribbling through the tons of paper he had left behind. How had he left two months' work pending? His ears tingled as he heard someone refill his coffee mug for the fifth time this morning. He pulled his wristwatch upwards. It was just ten am. This would be an extremely long day, he concluded as his hands stretched out for the fuel that powered him. Coffee.

-Luciano- It has been a few days since the attack, a few days of silence. Tony was running shit for me, Eno, and I watched. Tony expressed his concern about how things were happening when Eno stepped around, when he started ‘disappearing’ months before the news of Tommy being a rat came out.

“Just like on the movies.” “That’s right,” Tony smiled in agreement. After a minute it became obvious that Brandi was waiting for him to speak. “You’re supposed to make me an offer now,” he urged. “Huh?” “Make me an offer,” repeated Tony. “To get me to confess you need to offer me something.” “Like what?” asked Brandi. Tony sighed again, this wasn’t going to be easy. He decided to cut to the chase. “Look, I’ll tell you what. You suck my cock, and I’ll confess to killing the Queen of England.”