Zoro Laughs Novels & Stories

There is fear, reluctance, and even feeling inappropriate. The tapping of Zeno's and Eros' shoes echoed on the floor. Dramatically, Zeno walked like he was the star. The guard at the door immediately pushed open the door and let the two in. Inside, Zoro was already standing and immediately invited them to sit down. "Don't be so formal, Zoro," Zeno said. The other party chuckled lightly and immediately threw a piece of paper in front of Zeno and Eros. "Look! They're trying to trick us. Don't they know who they're dealing with?" said Zoro.

I say pointing my pinky finger at him. He looks down at my outstretched hand and then he looks at my face before bursting into laughter. "What is so funny?" I ask him pouting a little. He shakes his head "Nothing. I promise not to tell your dad. Now can we go and get something to eat. I am starving." I know this was just his way of not telling me why he was laughing at me but who cares when there is food. "Lead the way. That ride drained me, I am starving." I tell him and he laughs shaking his head at me. "You are crazy, Zara." He says. You have no idea.

But instead of stopping, Zogo’s smirk grew wider, and soon a low, rich laugh rumbled from his chest something she had rarely ever heard before. “What is wrong with you?” she asked, trying to sound stern and serious, though there was no real bite in her voice. “Why are you laughing like that?” Zogo struggled to hold back his amusement, his dark eyes shining with warmth and affection. He reached up and gently brushed a stray lock of hair away from her forehead, his touch light and careful. “What do you mean, my dear? I am just smiling.”