Tony Stank Novels & Stories

Since his grandma died, he has sworn to develop the drug, and he has been working together with Tony, which is annoying me. Tony is known to be a playboy who doesn’t spare anyone including guys on his mission on being a perverted werewolf, that was why I didn’t want him anywhere close to my babe, even though Gray assured me that all those things are façade he created to stop his parent from choosing a business marriage partner to him and that he is a cool person, but still, I couldn’t let my guard down.

She rolled her eyes and hissed. "Well, you wouldn't be here to see any of that, thankfully." Tony hissed with so much hate in his heart. He didn't realize how much he disliked her until they stood before each other. "You seem to forget that my father is a billionaire. A powerful one in fact." Karen mocked. "I guess we'll see then." He scoffed, shaking his head. "Ankle monitors come off eventually, Tony. Court cases don't last forever." She said, holding out her wrist for the officer waiting beside her.

Minsk asked noticing the kind of move Tony is making. Silently Tony stand up from his seat and silently walks up to the bottle of wine on top of the table as he has exhausted the one in his cup. He poured some inside his cup. "You of all people should have been aware that I'm not okay I'm f****** tired of all this" Tony replied. "What are you tired of Tony?" Minsk asked. "Everything! I'm f****** tired of everything I think all I have to do now just to back off, I don't think I can do this anymore"

’ Then, he felt all their eyes on him. Waiting. To see if he’d stand and bow. Bow? To the very people that let his sister die? Tony smirked instead. He did not stand. ‘I’m the black sheep.’ ‘I don't bend to your family’s rule.’ “You’re still alive..” Tony deliberately trailed. “..old man.” Tony was full of sarcasm. A collective gasp echoed around the table. “Che faccia tosta..(What a nerve…)” someone whispered. “Hai dimenticato chi sei?! (Did you forget who you are?)”