Tony Shameless Novels & Stories

Though he hated it, he said nothing and stood there like a deer. Tony and Brisha stood like a real couple, holding each others hand while talking to the group of men and women. Aston on the other hand stood still, all by himself. Seeing him suddenly walk away, Tony blocked him on the way. "Where are you going to?" "You said it was about granny's legacy, you lied to me." Tony chuckled shamelessly and touched his shoulder, roughly hitting him with a calm expression on his face. "It's not my fault, you are my only son. If you would have come to me by yourself, would I try these things?"

Maya complained. We both agreed with her,Uncle Tony was the second to the last born,he may look young with his baby innocent face but....behind every cute face....there is a demon within This guy oops sorry my manners Uncle Tony was the true definition of Iron Man,the no-nonsense type but he was the CEO of F*ckboys Group of Nigeria Okay I'm exaggerating He was a badass player,the time he was around,he changed girls everyday like clothes,he would take them to the guest room and have fun...

Lyla asked, still having her fake smile on. “Yeah. I am,” he replied, rubbing his sweaty palms at the back of his trousers. “If you'd excuse me Mr… umm —” “Tony” “ Mr Tony, I need to get dressed,” she did her best to sound polite. “Yeah, sure,” Tony said and took his exit in a hurry. Lyla slammed the door behind him. Never had she been or met a man as arrogant and proud as Grey. She leaned her back against the floor, her head aching in a web of thoughts. She just needed air to think.

he asked, sounding as though he was about to cry. She did start crying. “You have always had so much going for you,” she replied. “I mean, look at you. You’re hot as fuck.” Tony blushed. “And I’m just… me. I don’t have anything going for me. I don’t have friends, I don’t have a family. My job is shit. My life is shit…” she broke down sobbing.

"Scumbags like you who are morally reprehensible, denigrate others, and mistreat bodyguards in order to intimidate others are not deserving of his admiration! Kai will be so ashamed to have a fan like you!" Toni recollected how she had made fun of Francis for being a low-income renter and nearly requested that her bodyguards beat him up. Suddenly, she felt so ashamed that she wanted to hide in a crevice in the earth. But who would have guessed that was Francis Roy? How could Toni have done that if she had known sooner?

"Memories are good but not like the real thing was." "I, uh, I," Tony said and then groaned also. "I can understand that last part, I think." Natasha's eyes dropped to the front of her son's shorts. She grinned and said, "From what I see, you understand a lot more than that." Tony's eyes dropped to the front of his shorts and he groaned loudly. The tent in his shorts was nearly as big as the one from the night before. "I, I, I," he stammered.

He spat. Oh shit! Things were going south from what I expected. I threw an alarmed look at Tony, who was yet to recover from the shock of the blow. My alarmed look turned into one of worry. I tried speaking but stopped when I saw Tony begin to fully straighten. He smiled. His smile was one of a chilling, blood-stained mockery of a smile, his lips parting to reveal teeth stained crimson. His expression twisted into a cold, calculating mask of sadistic pleasure as though he had just enjoyed what Asher had done to him.

I shot back. "She thinks she's too good for it," Tony sneered, picking up the cash from the floor. "Always acting like she's above everything. You were just a pawn, pretending to be someone in Vincenzo Capone's fancy world. But let's face it, CeeCee, you're nothing but garbage. You can dress up garbage all you want, throw some glitter on it, but at the end of the day, it's still just trash," Tony continued. My jaw tightened as Tony's harsh words hung in the air.

Her once smug demeanor was replaced with a look of defeat, and for a brief moment, I savored her brokenness. Just then, Sharon and Tony appeared, descending the stairs together. Tony wore nothing but his boxers and a threadbare singlet. His eyes widened as they landed on me, shock spreading across his face. “You?” he spluttered, his voice laced with anger and fear. “This is trespassing!” My lips curled into a cold smile as I locked eyes with him. “Hello, Tony Vane, ex-husband of Marianne. I can’t say it’s a pleasure to see you again.”

Tony sat opposite her on the other one. “Did I ask you to? Before we continue there is something I want you to know first and that is I am sorry." Tony said suddenly. “For what?” Grace said surprised. “ I have not been completely honest with you Grace, I am a Businessman - a dam good one in fact but that is only a tiny proportion of my operations!" Tony said. “What do you mean?” Grace said confused. “I am an American Gang Leader Grace and I am also head of the American Gang Syndicate!" Tony said simply.