Romans & histoires Young Sirius

With great effort, I crawled along the ground, but I couldn't move much from the spot. With this I soon heard the footsteps of my assassin coming up behind me, and I turned towards him just in time to see him come close enough for me to look into his face. He was a young man, about twenty years old, and had a wound in his head, from which blood was gushing. The bullet must have grazed him there, or he would not have been standing. A hint of a smile appeared on his lips as he pointed his revolver straight at my head, certainly realizing that he would get the money he had been promised to finish me off.

Ethan Cross was a brat. He was a twenty-two-year-old trust fund baby with a sharp tongue, an overinflated ego, and a trust fund that could buy a small country. He was used to getting everything he wanted, and he loved making grown men feel small. But today, he had made a fatal mistake. He had humiliated the wrong man.

His attitude with other people is so gripping and intimidating. Sirius is the leader of the most feared mafia gang. Of course he has a reputation of a devil. He is a cruel demon. He can kill people as he steps on ants. ** Meanwhile, Ashley was choosing clothes to wear.... Today, she decided to wear a short tennis high-waist skirt in green with white stripes above the knee. Combined with a white crop top shirt that is tucked into her skirt, it makes her slim waistline and flat stomach more visible, also highlighting her growing breasts.

He really resembled Dayton a lot. Never mind. Anyway, she was back to look for her son this time around. She would see him sooner or later. She was not in a rush right now. Sirius ran back to the VIP lounge with a stiff expression on his face. He heard his father scolding his men. “You guys are trash. I asked you guys to look after Little Young Master. Where is he?” Two of his men trembled as they said, “Little Young Master told us that we were an eyesore, so he kicked us out…”

He said in a sing song voice. At the sound of Hailey's name Sirius straighten his back. "Hailey Feng?" Sirius asked. Yuri and Tory nodded. "Our lil June fancy her," Yuri said, while Tory made kissing noises. Sirius felt a sudden anger at his childhood nemesis. He and Hailey Feng had known each other since the day, his journey to become the clan's leader started. It was when he was eight and they had a junior alpha annual sports meet, where he won the gold medal in almost everything with Hailey as his runner up.

And it was here that she had confessed her plan last fall. Like Celeste’s other siblings, Sirius had reddish brown hair and green eyes. He stood a little over six and a half feet with about four inches between them. They both had athletic builds and tanned skin. Sirius wore running shoes, black basketball shorts and a gray tank top. His neck had his mate’s mark, and the Silver Lake Pack Crest was tattooed on his left upper arm.

A voice asked. I looked at the door to see a boy standing at the door with a bag, he looked small and he was cute, like a little puppy, he had on tight black jeans that really brought out his thigh gap, in other words, he was sexy but because of how small he was, I couldn't tell how old he was. "Yeah, and?" I asked. "I have your uniform here for you, your father wanted you to try it on." he smiled. "I'm going out right now, I'll do it when I come back." I hissed and pushed past him.

Me: "Ok, it sounds good, but what do I have to do to win this role?" Father: "From the general description in the paper and the website, they need young studs of about your age to prance around in skimpy costumes as if they were fighters on a future earth that was no longer used to 'real men'. You end up in these ceremonial costumes the atomic war survivors give you, which show off your physique and your 'gifts' down below. As a result, the producers insist on actors who will be built like Mr. Universe, but also with 'units' of epic proportion. Now, if this sounds 'doable' we would have to immediately go to work on changing your physique from good to incredible. About the 'unit', I don't thi