Younger Man 소설 & 이야기

He was surprised that this time round it wasn’t the masked man but a young man. Kenny just looked at him, studying his face without any expression on his face. " I could say you are good in time keeping than me, after all you arrived here earlier than me, “Kenny said. The man just smiled briefly and ushered him to sit down. “Okay, sit down, I didn't expect you to be this young, I thought I was sent to meet an elderly man," the man said. Kenny was getting out of patience with that man, he didn't have time to listen to his compliments, he just wanted to hear out what he wanted.

“Seven million going once, Seven million going twice-” “Eleven Million!” The elderly man heard someone. He turned to and saw a young man, he was dressed in a grey suit that wasn’t buttoned at the top, showing off the tattoos that covered his neck and held a bad boy don’t fuck with me look. His faux hawk was brown thick and curly. He was talking to another young man that was dressed in a dark blue suit. His thin framed black glasses sat on his sweet baby like face. Both men face was smooth and held not a trace of hair. “Fifteen million!” The elder man yelled, Now these two men were going at it.

the young man stated. “How about you actually stop watching those telenovelas and family reality TV shows you watch with your sister. And actually watch what real man should be watching. Go get movies about war, science fiction and particularly Kung Fu films. Humans are not as weak as we tag them,” the older man explained. “Where are you from? From your looks, you seem ... Asian,” the girl inquired.

“I do” Zayn laughed while scooping her in his arms, making her giggle. Dressed casually in a T-shirt and black trousers, the young man– who was in his early twenties –looked incredibly pure and innocent as the wind lifted the hair in front of his forehead, making many young ladies pause as they walked by. Some of them even took out their cell phones and took pictures of him.

When Eddy received his Coke sans ice and started drinking it through a tiny straw, though, she almost started choking from trying to hold back her laughter. “Sorry, man, but this is my date,” a rumbling voice said over Violet’s shoulder. “Could you move?” Eddy’s mouth opened and closed like a fish, but when the man moved toward him with a determined look, Eddy scrambled down and scuttled away. To Violet’s surprise, the man she’d been staring at slid in next to her and grinned, a grin that surely had to be illegal in all fifty states. “I’m Ash Younger,” he said, smooth as silk. “How is it I’ve never seen a woman as beautiful as you here before?”

Two men were standing outside, watching me. “Rise and shine, sweetie pie,” the man who was with me in the van said. He was older than I expected—seemed to be around fifty, maybe more. He was wearing a gray jacket and jeans. The man standing next to him was relatively younger, and his hair was cropped and he had a marking on his face. Was that a tattoo? I wasn’t sure. “We have to go,” the older man said. “We’re behind schedule.”

The shorter man's innocent comment hit a nerve with Harry. "I..." "Yeah, he's quite aged," I interjected gleefully. "He's got to be at least a hundred, maybe a thousand years old." I whispered the last part in Harry's ear, earning a sharp elbow jab from him, which the shorter man noticed. "Hey, hey, don’t hit your brother. Look at how hard he’s working, making all these dishes by himself," he said, his words making perfect sense. I nodded and smirked. "Exactly, look at his healthy complexion compared to yours. This young man must be used to hard work," the taller man chimed in, joining the anti-vampire alliance.

the older man said to the younger man and woman with him. “Am I supposed to know who you are?” I asked the older man. The younger man stepped forward. His eyes held sadness and he looked intently into mine. He put both of his hands on my shoulders and squeezed lightly. It all felt too surreal like I was supposed to know him. “My name’s James,” he said and then he hugged me tightly. I just stood there with my arms by my sides not knowing what to do. He let go of me after a while, sighed deeply and then looked away.

“And how does that benefit you and your pack?” Both men looked at each other. I noticed the younger man shift uncomfortably on his seat. He had been silent since the meeting began, probably too timid to speak before me. “A…Alpha dylan,” the younger man stuttered as he called my name. “Everyone knows business thrives in your pack, it's all thanks to your hard work over the years.” I nodded my head, seeming impressed by him. He should be in his early twenties but he seems like one who would thrive in the business world.

He had a tan complexion, which contrasted quite well with his blonde hair. I shook my head and thought about how to reply."No, nothing is wrong." I said. The man looked like he wanted to say more, but changed his mind and nodded. "If you say so," he said. "It's probably better if you keep talking about things you don't want others to know then. You'll be able to talk more freely." "How old are you?" He grinned at me and said, "Twenty. How about you?" "nineteen." "Which college are you in?"