Tony X Reader Novelas e Histórias

"Jolene? How could she possibly—" Before he could finish his sentence, Tonya entered the room, her presence like a breath of fresh air amid the rising storm. She was a skilled empath and could use her powers to read emotions and see into people's memories. She sensed the conflict and knew she had to intervene to prevent it from escalating further.

Tony says, stuffing his face. I smile, “it was me.” Tony drops to his knees in front of me, dramatically, “Sophie Victoria Sol, please be mine forever.” We all laugh. See comic relief. Tony is tall, I’d say 6’4”, curly black hair, bit of a tan, great muscular body and that smile. Always with the smile! “Do you want to break it to Neal or should I?” I ask. “Who is he? Does he matter, I love you!” Tony is really laying it on thick! So here goes nothing. Let’s see how far Mr. Spartan wants to take this.

But he…Stephan shook his head. Stephan again ran his eyes over Tony, who was walking ahead of them, showing the way to the event hall. He noticed his long brown hair, which was tied, an unhealthy pallor over his thin oval face, pale pink lips, and a skinny build. There was zero attractiveness about the guy. The only eye-catching feature of his was his pair of exquisite almond eyes. They were big, with long, dense black eyelashes under thick bushy eyebrows. When the light fell on his eyes, it appeared to be glowing. They were very pretty indeed. His sexual experience with Omegas has been extremely satisfying. Whether guy or girl, their body just seemed to be begging for a f*ck. He couldn't he

Her desire to want to have sex with me and her strength in defying me. Lucky Gianluca turns me on like no other woman I have come across. She also irritates the holy fuck out of me, but I know I am already gone with lusting and feeling for her. A dangerous combination for my heart to feel because now I know without a shadow of a doubt, I will go to the end of the earth and kill for this woman, should any person threaten even a single hair on her head. Tony is waiting downstairs for me looking smart in dark blue jeans and a crisp white button down. He holds a glass of brandy, swirling the amber liquid around then takes a drink. “Hey, brother. Everyone ready to be moved here?” I take a drink f