Yandere Leon Kennedy X Reader Mga Nobela at Kwento

KATE’S POV I stepped back from the phone. Not far. Just enough to put a breath of space between me and that screen and the words on it and the way Leon’s face had gone when I’d read them. He hadn’t denied it. That was the part I kept coming back to. He hadn’t said it immediately the way innocent people said things immediately, the automatic no that came before thought. He’d just stood there holding the phone and looking at me with an expression I didn’t have a name for yet.

I winked as I slipped out of the shirt I had on, leaving me in my sexy lingerie. “Ok.” “Be in character; I'm your naughty student who comes to your office because of my thesis, and I needed your help after I made a mistake. Play with me, ok?” I instructed Lyon, and I was surprised how he set the mood and got into character. “Knock, knock, Professor Sander, are you in?” I whispered sexily, as I sauntered into the study room in just my lingerie. Lyon gazed at me for the longest time without blinking, and I realized he was checking me out. I felt proud of my body, seeing it was beautiful enough to get the man in a chokehold, but I had to snap back to reality, seeing that he had lost focus.

I scrolled back to the very first post, from a year ago: “Just ran into the Alpha and his woman. He's so gentle and strong. I want a man like that… so I'm going to make him mine.” A week later, her feed showed Kaelen’s bare torso: “Already got him. The Alpha is incredible in bed… He said I’m way better than that other woman.” I couldn't read any more. They had been together for a year. All those times I thought he was busy with pack business, he was with her. My stomach churned. I ran to the bathroom and retched violently over the toilet, but only bitter bile came up. I splashed cold water on my face and stared at the pale, hollowed-out woman in the mirror.

“There’s no-” “Find one!”, Ian yelled. Yu Zhen had already stood over to the side, letting Ian avenge his wife himself. “I can’t tal-” Ian released him so he could say what he needed to. “She needs to remember something, and then embellish the thing, her other memories would flow back in”, Leon cried. He felt like Ian had added tiny needles in his hands that he used to make sure the chokehold would kill him faster than normal. “If it doesn’t work, you’re dead”, Ian smiled and Leon felt chills in his spine. Ian was ruthless, and Leon felt like he was evil. His father had always told him Ian was actually a demon child and that he didn’t like Hillary because of the devil she birthed.

Standing some seconds longer, with no response from Leonel, Alicia pushed open the door walking in, her eyes rested upon a naked framed Leo, laid upon his back, halting, she stood still watching his peaceful state, as he seemed to be asleep. Drawn over by lust, her reasoning being overtaken by desires, she matched forward, kneeling before him, she gave a lick to his cock, jolting Leo's body alive, as she quickly sunk down his legnth, taking it in to its shaft. Leonel groaned feeling the warm sensation which embraced him, bitting unto his lips, he tried retraining his moans, as he slowly placed his hands upon her caput, pressuring it downwords forcefully till she gagged, chocking as she pulle

Leon thought he had won, he thinks he's untouchable, that he could hurt her and walk away. The bastard was about to learn how wrong he was. "Prepare a press conference with the nurse.” My gaze never left Nyelle. "Leon thinks he's playing a game." A cold smile spread across my face. "Let's show him what happens when he touches my woman."

"Kennedy, this is Chief Investigator Leanne Hammond. She's the new kid in town. Leanne, Kennedy Reynolds. " Something in her face relaxed. Had she been jealous there for a second? The thought shouldn't please him so much. Leanne rolled her eyes. "Six months isn't enough time for that label to wear off?" "Sugar, six years probably won't be enough time for you to be considered a local with that Yankee accent." Xander gave her a significant don't you have work to do look. "Yeah whatever, Kincaid. Nice to meet you, Kennedy." Leanne didn't leave, but at least she retreated to her desk on the other side of the room.

Fredrick said, pecking my hand and giving me that stupid, devastating smirk, “would I be calling you Nicole right now?” My breath hitched and I blinked, hard. “But… isn’t it weird?” I whispered. “You’re not even related. And I don’t even have a wolf.” “It doesn’t matter, sweetie.” Landon brushed a thumb across my cheek. “Your scent called our wolves. And that’s not something you can ignore.” “Hmmm…Hmmm,” Liam added, nodding with a low growl at the others. “Even though having all these guys here is awkward as hell… your soothing scent makes me forget everything except wanting you.”

The betrayal, the rejection, how Alpha Kyler sold me as though I was some sack of potatoes. Leonard cleared his throat as soon as he saw me. His smile was as irritating as it had always been. “Lena,” he said smoothly. “Such beautiful and glowing skin you have.” “I have a wonderful report for Alpha Damian.” My chest rose with anger. Such audacity! “What are you doing here, Leonard?” “What do you want?” Leonard was Damien's most trusted gamma warrior and also his assistant. He held his hands up like I was overreacting. “Relax. I’m not here to fight with you.”

Kennedy nodded in response, “Yes, later.” She watched Kylie make her way out of the bedroom, in a lighter mood than she had been when she walked in. Kennedy stared at the door, even after Kylie’s exit, as her mind strayed in thought. She knew just what her sister had meant, when she told her to let things flow. Her mind drifted to Rinaldi, and wondered if they could have what Kylie had with Roy…could she be as free and unabashed as her sister was? Was it so obvious that she was constantly alert and on attack? If even Kylie had tired of her, what were the odds that Rinaldi wouldn’t also tire of her? Was that how mating worked though?