Micah Black Romane & Geschichten

It should be illegal to look this nerve wrecking. The first three buttons of his shirt were undone, revealing a patch of clear slightly tanned skin. The sleeves of his shirt were rolled up to his elbows, showing off the prominent veins that ran up his back hand. I felt the breath hitch in my wind pipes as our eyes met, his mesmerizing green stare made my cheeks flush and my knees go weak, it was like I was paralyzed as I stood there while his eyes still roamed me. "I don't think I've introduced myself. Damon Blackwood" his husky voice made my heart rate pick up. A smirk crawled unto his features as he stretched out a hand for me and I just stared in awe, his words sinking in.

A man walked by his side, and I assumed that it was his father, Elijah, approached us, and looking at Katerina he froze for a second before shaking his head, snapping himself out of whatever daze he fell into. “Alpha Domenico” he said, looking at the Lycan who smiled. “Elijah, it is nice seeing you here” “I am part of the city’s businessmen, it is only right to attend such social events” he said, smiling at him before turning to face Katerina and I “my apologies for my rudeness. I’m Elijah Grimaldi, and this is my wife, Sophia Grimaldi”

" I wanted to talk to you before everyone got here. " She nodded and turned around. " Mika please take the rest of the day off and come in a bit earlier tomorrow." Mikayla was unaware that; Erica had heard everything she was within earshot when she mentioned that ; she slept with Matt . I knew that but now the person who wasn't supposed to know now knows. "Okay are you going to be fine ?" " It's Hugo Black . How bad Can he be ? " I chuckled and Mikayla shot me a dagger look .

“Lucy is cute though.” "You have some fetish with the alphabet 'L'?" he muttered, a smirk playing on his lips as he glanced at Olivia. His words laced with a touch of sarcasm as he leaned back in his chair, his posture relaxed but his eyes sharp. Olivia sat upright, giving him a look of annoyance. She pointed her fork towards him, her eyes flashing with a fiery intensity that dared him to continue speaking. "You shut up, dimwit," she shot back. Micah's smirk widened, a hint of mischief dancing in his eyes. "You know I work for the mafia, right?" he continued, his voice low. "I can shoot-"

She looked around and activated the mic, “All clear.” “Two agents are on their way,” she heard the boss say. Vicky cleared her throat and opened the door to be welcomed by the sound of the medical devices connected to the patient’s body. She pressed her lips when she saw Black Tiger lying on the bed. His naked torso was covered with scars and bruises. Bandages were around his chest, where he was shot. Vicky felt sad even though she and the mysterious agent have never shared a conversation. Black Tiger is someone calm, almost invisible, but his presence is very strong among them. He doesn’t need words to prove to the agents that he’s the best of all of them.

A blurry photo of Nathan asleep with a toddler curled on his chest. Micah stared at his own photo. Age fifteen. Angry. Still healing. He muttered to himself, “I don’t know that guy anymore.” J walked up behind him, now in community college, his red-dyed hair now black and cropped short. “You miss him?” J asked. Micah shrugged. “Sometimes I wish I could warn him.” “Maybe he didn’t need a warning. Just a door.” Micah nodded. “We got that.” J hesitated. “Not everyone will.”

I frowned and continued reading. **“Micah always loved making people believe he was the best at everything—games, academics, singing, sports, you name it. And to be fair, he was good. But beyond that perfect image, he was worse than hell. Micah couldn’t survive without forcing himself on women. And when I say ‘forcing,’ I mean exactly that. He didn’t just try to persuade them; he took what he wanted, consequences be damned. But somehow, he always found a way to silence his victims. That’s why he was chased out of his previous home and evicted by his landlord.

He asked, his face hoping I wouldn't make that choice and I would begin to wonder why he was being so considerate of Micah. Have they been friends when I wasn't around? Or Micah already tamed him just as how she had done with Rosa who now sees her as a friend and not an enemy anymore. Me and Black are now the only person who hasn't been tamed by redhead Micah although I knew I still can't seem to get her body away from my mind and I can't wait to fuck her in her bed. I returned my gaze to Adam. "She is still an enemy." I reminded him.

“Carol, I’m already at the hotel’s entrance. Hang on a little longer. I’ll go up there right now!” After Myka got to the room, she immediately helped Carol to the bathroom. After she shut the door, she heard Carol puking in pain, and it made her so mad that she started cursing up a storm. “Damn it! Laverna is such a shameless b*tch! You helped her, but she worked with Melecio Black to set you up! How could there be such a shameless person in the world?! “Melecio Black is also a Grade A b*stard! He’s already an old man, and he’s still doing something so despicable?! Richard Black must be blind to have let him become Black Corporation’s acting president!”