Carlos X Jay の小説・ストーリー

Carlos became irrational after a few minutes of the seers not appearing. Rising to his feet, he crossed his arms and paced the room. "Great! Now we're stuck in your kingdom with no seers showing up. Aren't you just nothing but a show off?" Carlos said to Xavier, his face held a mixture of anger, impatience, and worry. Xavier, who was more muscular, scoffed and walked up to Carlos with an intimidating stare. His muscles strained against his shirt with his loose buttons exposing his hairy chest, making him look like a sexy god.

Tyler Hanson sighed, throwing his fingers up in his hair, playing with his locks. "A popstar getting involved with a criminal would make the reporters have a field day." Carlos pointed out, shrugging as if to say T-Jay should have thought about it before getting dicked by a bloody criminal. God fucking dammit. I really need to glue his mouth later. T-Jay nodded to what Carlos said. As if appreciating him for stating the obvious. "It's scary just thinking about it." "How about we head downstairs for a drink?" I said, grabbing both of their attentions.

His tone changed instantly, from confident to cautious. “H-hello Mr Carlos ?” he said, trying to sound composed, but his voice carried a tremor. “I see you’re having fun,” Carlos said said slowly. “You’ve forgotten everything, haven’t you?” Xavier froze. Sweat began to form along his hairline. “No, no,” he stammered. “How can I forget, Mr. Carlos? I would never forget. You’re… you’re always my priority.” “Good,” Carlos said simply. “Then prove it.”

Baka isa ring carnaper bukod sa pagiging killer. Agad silang nakarating sa Carlos' mansion. Pagdating nila, sinalubong agad sila ng kanyang ama at ina. Kararating lang ng mommy niya galing England. "Hello po, Ma'am, Sir. I am Mirasol's long time fiance. My name is Rex Jay." Nakangiting bati nito sa mga magulang ni Mirasol. "Good evening too hijo! What a pleasant surprise! Come on in!" Ganting bati ni Mrs. Carlos habang inaakay sila papasok. Tuwang tuwa ang mag-asawa dahil nakilala nila ang binata.

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Jack shot back, his voice rising. "Do you know who the man was?" the spokesman demanded. "I don’t know," Jack answered, panic rising in his voice. "He was masked, but his voice... It sounded like Matrife Carlos. He also had the same tattoo as the Matrifé." The room froze. All eyes turned to Carlos, who stood rigid, his gaze locked on Jack. His temper flared. "You must be insane! It’s a dice tattoo! Anyone in Los Angeles could have it!"

Carlos: yes, he died two years ago now from poisoning Me: I'm sorry Carlos: worry. Tell me a bit about yourself Me: what do you want to know?! Carlos: are you in a relationship?! Me: No and you?! Carlos: neither. What do you do in life? Me: I was a student but now I quit, I look for myself a bit Carlos: what do you want to do for a living?! Me: oh you know I had lots of dreams ... I just want to stay alive that's good and then we'll see

the pain was visible in his voice and this made Cassey feel bad but then she has learned the hard way never to let her guards down since her world is different from what other humans see. “But that's expected since I didn't come in the right way," Carlos said as if trying to console himself. “Anyways, I'm Carlos, Carlos Hawthorne, Jay's baby brother." He introduced himself trying to act cute but Cassy was looking at the wolf he pointed to, referring to it as Jay. “Jayantha Hawthorne?" She asked, looking down at the big wolf with confusion visible in her eyes. “No Carlos…my bad you don't know…” " Bastard!” Jay cursed his brother, shouting him up.

Cole and Carson came out from behind the bluestone and looked at Jay with restrained fear. Jay leisurely said, “I have an important task for you guys.” His tone was light, but it contained an irresistible deterrent. Carson looked at the mighty Jay and noticed how disdainfully he was looking at them. It was as if they were his subjects. Carson mustered up the courage to fight against his young master’s injustice. “Master Ares, my young master is Doomsday’s rightful heir, so why does he need to listen to you?” After Jay arrived in Mount Pearl, Carson felt like he had taken away the seat that rightfully belonged to Cole.

She offered a polite hello of her own. Carlos' expression remained stern. "Indeed. Anyway, thank you for supporting the country's technological development this time, Mr. Larkin." Jayson was not easy to read, even for him. Carlos couldn't deny that Jayson was a rare talent. His career was thriving, his temperament steady, his vision sharp, and he was exceptionally smart. He supported national projects time and again. It was no wonder the government favored him.