Total Drama Brick 소설 & 이야기

I can't believe this is what I'm getting after going through so much just because of him "Maryam" the bang on the door make me jerk out of fear "Maryam open this door" he said in a dangerous tone "I swear if you don't open this door, I'm going to break it down and believe me I'll do just that" he threatened What? Will he really break it? Is he crazy? If I'm ask to buy that door I'm sure I won't be able to afford it "Maryam before counting of three, open this damn door if not I'm-"

I looked down, blood had splattered near my feet, staining my white converse. I looked up, eyes searching. One of my Papà’s men had shot Lorenzo in the shoulder. Lorenzo collapsed to the floor, blood pouring from his wound. My gaze snapped to Alessia. She stood frozen, staring at the man she loved. Her eyes wide in shock, her lips pressed together, tears threatening but not falling, she couldn’t cry, showing too much emotion could make them suspicious. My sister, the one who never cried, stood there holding it all in. for him.

"If you don't pay today, I'll take your fingers as interest." Seeing that they were dead serious, Drew backed away in fear. He raised both hands and pleaded, "S-Sir, this has nothing to do with me. I'm not even that close with this Danielle person. I just happened to run into her and chatted for a bit… If there's nothing else, I'll be going now…" He turned to leave, but he'd barely taken two steps before one of Brick's men kicked him to the ground with a loud thud. With the scissors in hand, Brick planted himself in front of him. His gaze was mocking.

"And the girl stays with me." Brick looked at his men. I saw the calculation in his eyes. He was looking for a way out. He was looking at the fifty Iron Kings standing behind him, armed with chains and knives. If he handed over that paper, he was finished. If he fought… he might die, but he’d die a King. "You think I am stupid, Reaper?" Brick spat, his voice rising to a scream. "You think I don't know a rigged deck when I see one?"

“I’ll take your suggestion into consideration.” “You do that.” Brick hummed as if satisfied and dumped the rest of his coffee down the drain. “And remember: try to be more like me. I never expect anything but the worst from Mother. Ergo, nothing she does can disappoint or hurt me. See, I just don’t care what she dishes out. And in return, life is so much better. You worry less that way. And avoid premature wrinkles.” “Except it’s not me I’m worried about her disappointing or hurting,” Hayden shot back, shaking his head at Brick as if he couldn’t believe his brother could have such a screwed-up theology. “It pissed you off when she messed with your portfolio, right?”