Novel & Cerita Total Drama Trent

Nothing. Trent reads my reaction without me saying a word and he gasps. "You haven't had anything to eat?" I shake my head. Trent quickly fetches me a glass of water and goes ahead to make me a cup of coffee and toasted bread without me even asking for it. We both sit on the couch and that's when I notice just how clean his grey sweatpants are compared to my skirt. But I don't care about that. I need to eat and forget about everything. I need to put myself first. My health first. I can deal with the scandal later. Talking of scandal, Trent puts on the American Television Series, Scandal. And the best part about it is he puts season 3 just when Olivia Pope is dealing with all the drama after

Kristen wasn’t so sure about not telling her husband, but Isla was right, Adrian would freak. “Okay. Let’s go down for dinner,” she told Isla and they walked together down the stairs. Adrian caught her gaze from across the table and then cocked his left eyebrow in question. Kristen just shrugged and gave him a look that said later. The dinner was served and the table was in chaos in a few minutes. Conversations were going across each other. People had to raise their voices to say hi. Kristen loved in chaos in the Tremont household. At first, it had scared her as she had never been in that situation before and now she looked forward to Dinner at the Tremont Household.

"Sounds about right. Nobody actually likes drinking Jaeger, but it gets the job done!" I could already feel the alcohol starting to take effect on me, making me lightheaded. "That it does. So what brings both of you out here? Spouses to get away from?" Trent and Sean began telling me about themselves. Trent was a star college football safety, like Steve (though he had been a linebacker), who had actually even gotten drafted by the Broncos, which brought him to Colorado. But he got into a drunk driving accident that permanently wrecked his knee and destroyed his hopes of a pro career.

He was simply an asshole for constantly pointing out how damn good he was as a means of cowing/enticing people he encountered. Trent was superficially similar to Felix but different in several important ways. The most important thing to Trent Grant was Trent. Trent seemed to talk endlessly about Trent. If the conversation wandering, he would insert a 'Trent moment' into things to bring the words back to where they belonged - talking about Trent.

Walking to the fridge, I grabbed a bottle of coke as I tried to decide whether or not I should delete the numbers of guys that Trish had apparently saved in my phone. Kicking against the idea, I stalked the short distance to my computer. I wouldn't put it past Trish to look for the numbers the next time she got her slimy hands on my cellphone. I turned on the television on my way, giving it my attention when I saw a familiar face on the screen. My heart paused it's beating without my consent. Damon Trent. Only the country's youngest bachelor. And probably the hottest male on earth, even I could attest to that. His dark hair stylishly cut, he looked like he'd just stepped out of a male magazi

She chose to stay and be tied on the Treacherous Gentleman. After a long days flirting with him, the danger came. The Intruders came, they even team up just to kill her, just to kill the only obsession of the Most powerful Man in the Mafia World. Crizette thought that she's just an Obsession that later on will be discarded but she was wrong all along. She's not just an obsession! It's more than that. Crizette knew it when she saw how ruthless Ezekiel can be when someone tried to kill her.

Wincing, Trent stood up and returned with some ice for both of them. Seth took the proffered ice without comment. “Do you think she’ll take me back?” Trent asked some moments later. “If she doesn’t, I’m taking her over my knee because I’m so over all of this drama bullshit. And I’m tired of being forced to watch chick flicks every day and night. I didn’t know there were so many on Netflix. Lizzie has probably watched every single one in the past two weeks.” Trent smiled for the first time in what felt like forever. He gave Seth his hand and helped him up. They assessed each other, but Trent knew that they’d reached an understanding.

“As much as I’d love to put you on your fucking ass I weigh my options a bit more rationally. You’ll protect her if it kills you.” I watched as Derek took a ragged breath and glared at Trenton. “Fine.” Derek spat at him. “What are you doing about Dalia then?” “I haven’t yet figured that out asshole.” Trenton turned his back on Derek and walked to me, his eyes still bright with his frustration. “Really sweetheart this is beyond me.” He put his hands just under my breasts as he circled his thumbs on them, pulled me against him and kissed me. A fire grew in my stomach as I felt his arousal.

He is gentle, considerate, and adamantly opposed to harming women or children, the polar opposite of Trent. I cast my gaze across the restaurant, watching Castello work the room; he is Trent's first cousin and consigliere. Trent's most trusted confidant, some may claim that Trent is impotent without him, and I can attest that I have never seen Trent act without Castello's approval. He's like a snake slithering through the shadows, striking when you least expect it. I cast my gaze back to the stage, the sight of innocent girls crying and trembling, blindfolded reminds me of myself when Trent would film himself screwing me at the beginning of his quest to break me and sell the footage on the b

Nathan hung up the phone and leaned back in his office chair. On days like these, the mantle of alpha and leader hung heavy. "What's wrong?" Dana, his mate and the love of his life, came into the room and draped herself on his lap. Her hands cupped his cheeks and tilted his face until she could see his eyes. "I just finished talking to Trent." "The guy who left to find his brother?"