Darryl の小説・ストーリー

[Antagonist] ADRIAN’S POV: I stared at the body of one of my best hitmen, struggling to contain the anger that threatened to rip me apart. Darryl. That was his name. A marksman who was known for his efficiency on the gun, Darryl had made a name on the dark streets of the underworld in Cleveland. The stories that followed him were immense. They said he could shoot from any angle. Darryl, they said, could duck a bullet without even flinching. Darryl “the hitman” had once shot an opposition’s bullet with his own bullet before proceeding to finish them off.

“You think you’re going to get answers by trying to beat them out of him? You're just going to end up killing him and there is not going to be good for us to it.” “He deserves worse.” I snapped. “Maybe. But that doesn’t mean we waste our energy now.” Damon’s voice dropped further. “Use your head. Not your rage.” I clenched my jaw. Behind us, Carter said, voice ragged, “She called herself Tatiana. She… she said things about Delilah. About power. About what’s coming.” Damon turned slowly. “Spare me.” Carter blinked. “You don’t believe me?” Damon’s expression hardened. “I don’t believe anything from a man who watched us bleed and said nothing.”

His voice barely above whispers as he steps down the stairs, the stairs creaking under his weight. "The marriage will hold." "Congratulations Miss Daisy for winning my son's heart." Mr Gilbert Roberto said, as he shook Daisy Hunter's hand smiling gleefully. "Gilbert! What's the meaning of this…"

Whiskey daddy vs candy daddy. He hoists her with an arm around her waist, then unzips his pants with expert moves and pulls it down along with his boxer. He grabs his cock with one hand. “Are you ready, bella?” He asks and grinds the head of his cock on Candace’s soaked folds. “Whoa?!” Candace pushes his shoulders. “Condom!” He huffs with annoyance. “Do we have to?” He asks and pushes his cock between her folds more. Candace jumps on his lap with shock. “Are you fucking serious right now?”

He kept looking at his watch, annoyed until he us. I took that as my cue to leave the car and walk to him. He eyes me up and down and licked his lips before offereing his hand. I put my hand in his and he brought it to his mouth, kissing the back of it. He then smiled at me, showcasing his yellowing teeth. “When they said my date was beautiful, I didn’t imagine she was this pretty. You are very gorgeous.” “Thank you, sir.” “Call me Alonzo. The girls also call me daddy.” He remarked with an ugly laugh that turned into a heavy cough. I looked away in fear that some of his saliva would fall on my face.

This guy is around 6’3-’4, because I was 5’9. “I am calling up your boss and he is going to fire your ass right now, the nerve you have of coming here and talkin-” I yell at him with a thunderous voice but he cuts me off. “Just call him, I don’t have much time.” He says arrogantly with a smirk plastered across his face. I was taken off guard with his sudden change in demeanour. What the hell happened to the sweet innocent guy? I quickly made a call and Charles picked it up in one ring, because he knew how impatient I was, “Hello Danika dear, what pleas-“

Just then, a girl, much taller than me appeared next to her, she had short hair, styled in a short side comb, and she was wearing a black tank top and jeans that rode around her hips, honestly, she was dressed like a guy and she looked hot too. "She's the one that you wanted to sit with?" she asked in a grumpy tone. "Yes babe," she grabbed her hand and pulled her down into the chair. "This is Carl." "Carl?" I blurted out, unable to hold back my shock. "Carly really but she likes to be called Carl." Celeste commented. "You got a problem with that?" she asked with the same grumpy tone as before. "No I was just surprised," I extended an arm, "nice to meet you." I smiled.

He had never felt so disappointed all his life. “It’s from Ariel, “ Jerry said and Damien immediately got up. At this point, the mention of Ariel ’s name just gave him mixed feelings, he didn’t know if he was to be happy but then one thing was for sure, he was very angry. She was a traitor and he didn’t want to look forward to a letter from her, let alone reading it and hence, he vented his anger out on the poor spy. After venting his anger, he calmed down for a while but Jerry didn’t speak.

He pulled his phone out and searched his gallery for a second before looking at me “what do you know about Tyler?” “What?” I asked, frowning in confusion. He handed me his phone, and I frowned when he showed me a video of him entering a black sports car, then scrolling toward the next picture, he was entering a mansion. “I know that you won’t like the fact that I went ahead and searched about him, and I know that I had no right to do so; however, what I found forced me to proceed my search, and I don’t think that he was being completely truthful with you about his identity” Dante said, as I kept my eyes on the phone, my heart racing against my ribcage as I tried processing what he was saying

The pair of linen dolphin shorts of the same color loosely swayed as she moved towards him. "Please leave, let us meet tomorrow during the Annual meeting of the Wushi-Chin Cooperation Funds Mr Chandler Chin." Retrieving the gun placed on top of the dark sheeted bed, he stood up, inches apart from her. She felt a bit short when she looked up to meet his eyes. "Hila-" He was interrupted by her narrowed eyes that basically said 'Call me that again and your family won't have to worry about your succession'