Novel & Cerita Markus X Simon

I strolled in with a wide smile on my face knowing what was going to happen. I looked over the stairs, staring at sixteen men with guns pointing towards our direction. “You know better than to lead us into a trap mister or whatever your name is. This is a cowardly move, using your technology to open up the door.” “I have Connor to thank for those doors by the way. My name's Markus, I suggest you pay respect to it.” He uttered as he raised his hands above his head, that was the signal for his men to drop their weapons. “Good now that you've controlled your dogs, we humans can have a good discussion.”

"His left knee is damaged from an old injury. He favors his right side." "How do you know?" "Because I've known Marcus for forty years. Fought alongside him in the Territory Wars." Simon pointed to the diagrams. "He's predictable. Relies on strength and intimidation. If you're faster, smarter, you can exploit that." "Why are you helping me? You don't even think I should be Alpha." "I don't. But I think even less of Marcus Greythorn." Simon's expression was hard. "He's a bully. Always has been. Uses tradition as an excuse to crush anyone who disagrees. If you can beat him, you'll have earned my respect."

Though the more terrifying thought- perhaps I was just doing better? It had been a while since I had been to a club myself. Perhaps I could do this with three birds and one stone instead. Perhaps I could get my d*ck wet while also being lectured and getting my questions answered. I found myself growing eager for tonight's events. While I wasn't exactly looking forward to my brother scolding me. I was looking forward to finding a hot new mark. I like to think of my conquests as marks. Similar to a hitman. I find the person I want, then make them want to come with me. I've never been denied once. I have fame and good looks to thank for that. I know I probably come off as being vain, but in act

Brutus tells him the gist of what happened. Markus looks over to me for a comment. I do not give him the satisfaction. Once he realizes he is getting nowhere with me, he moves on. "Was she being literal?" Markus starts to saunter to Brutus. The name fits him well, like a glove. "She was not lying, sir." It is strange hearing someone of his physique calling someone sir. Next to Brutus, Markus is a twig. He hums.

He is in a meeting with them," He made known. Sabrina wondered why the dark howler pack had decided to make an attack now. They weren't ready, "Sabrina," The voice of Simon let out, making her turn. "I would leave you two alone to talk," Markus said before leaving. Simon held her before pulling her into a tight hug, his head was placed towards her neck as he sniffed her scent. Sabrina wondered if that calmed him down whenever he was nervous. "I would be selfish if I were to stop you from fighting for you and the people but promise me that no matter what happens, we still have our kids to raise? That pack is after you but I won't let them have you." He muttered out firmly before kissing her l

Markus’s hold on me tightens until it turns almost painful, I wince from the impact. “Josh Mahoney” he extends his hand for Markus to take but Markus just glares at him and his out stretched arm, I give him a little push and reluctantly he shakes Josh’s hand “Markus Espinoza” Mark says in his all-business tone that always scared the shit out of me. Josh’s eyes widen the slightest bit when he recognizes who the man in front of him is and I smirk triumphantly, they stare at each other for so long, from outside looking on the inside it looks like it’s some kind of staring contest which either of them refuses to lose.

Mark immediately removed the condom, tossing it into the trash next to him, and adjusted his clothes as quickly as he could. “Kristos.” said Mark stammering “Eh... This... Well, you see, we….” “I imagine you were trying the condoms we´re about to talk in the meeting that has not taken place yet.” Kristopolis interrupted ironically. "We weren't talking about the proposal, precisely.” Mark answered through clenched teeth, and with his hand messing with his hair. Although I was frozen on the desk at first, I got out of my astonishment while the men were talking, and adjusted my clothes as much as I could according to the circumstances.

Markus sighed, dropping his head down. Thinking that was the end of the conversation, Big Mama huffed again and started to walk away. However, Markus blocked her path again and raised his forefinger, making us stop. Big Mama turns around to look at me, a confused expression on her face. I can’t even explain to her what the guy’s on about since I didn’t even understand it myself. Shrugging, the moment I feel Big Mama loosening her hold I approach Markus. He had his phone out and was tapping away like there was no tomorrow. When I peer through his shoulder, I realize he was on the calculator. I couldn’t help the snicker that came out of me, “That’s wrong. You have the wrong equation.”

Simon had said as he took a drag of his cigarette. "You sound poetic and that's not like you." He replied and Simon laughed in his deep rough voice that his constant smoking had made rougher. "Dulce would make any man wax poetic and I am unapologetic about it." Simon smiled proudly, "I didn't know why you'd leave the cage for a woman. I thought you were nuts, I even wondered how if her tits were heaven." Simon said, putting his hands up immediately when he saw his friend frown. "Dude, I was just saying. I didn't mean anything by it." He knew if Mark wanted to take him, he would.