Simon Marsh Romane & Geschichten

He answers easily. “B-but..” Simon seems stuck on the words and he’s turning a weird shade of purple. “But what? I am not going to marry you. I. AM. TAKEN. Very happily taken and completely not available. Leave me alone!” I insist. Simon’s pretence of manners falls away completely. “You have to be JOKING! There’s no way you would choose some boy toy INCUBUS over me! Do you know who my family are?” He yells.

Mariano pulled his fingers into his mouth one by one and sucked. "You taste like strawberries." He said. "So sweet." I just watched him, my jaw touching the floor. "Close your mouth, gattina." He winked. I did.

We are not truly legal, so we do our best to stay under the radar, and this is where Jake Hamilton comes in. On the way to my office, yes, I am the owner of The Summit Club too. Now on my way, I get a message from Mr. Arrogant himself. "Can you still feel it?" "Feel what?" "My tongue in your mouth." "I had to gargle hand cleaner to get your taste out of my mouth." "I am waiting." "Waiting for what?" "For you to call." "Prepare yourself to wait very long." Before I go into my office, I prepare myself. Simon’s is no longer than a toothpick. He is overweight, and the only good thing about him is that he lasts no longer than four minutes.

"Since you found your wife, can we leave?" "General Martin, are you afraid of Simon?" Joshua said. "This..." General Martin looked somewhat embarrassed. It was as if Joshua guessed what he was thinking, he said, “General Martin, I understand your concerns. The power behind Simon is strong, you don’t want to provoke him, but he has now expanded his power to Country F. If you don’t kill him before he becomes stronger. If he does get stronger, you won’t be able to touch me!”

His cousin, Marcus, noticed the look on his face, who instantly knew that he is totally missing Hans that moment. “You miss him?” Marcus asked him, “It’s been a week, right?” Simon sighed and his eyes darkened. He felt emptiness in him as he felt so alone and said as he stayed far from his dearest Hans. ''This is nothing, man... Don't worry about me.'' Marcus hissed and took out the phone from his hand. He then dialed some numbers, and started talking when someone from the other line picked up. “Hello? Yes, this is Marcus. Can you please book a flight for Simon Hightower? Yes, today.”

He had his back turned for a second, and she was back in Eugene’s arms again? “Hah, I didn’t know the great CEO of Prosper Group had a thing for married women.” Simon’s cold face was filled with mockery as he glared daggers at them. Simon was as elegant as ever. When he met Simon’s gaze, a cold look flashed through his eyes. He said sarcastically, “Married women? Do you mean Sharon? But I’m sure her employee bio said she’s single.”

“Good evening, Charlotte, if I may call you that. I’m Simon Felix. It’s nice to meet you. I apologize if I sound too forward, must say, you are more beautiful than I imagined.” His words put a smile on Areiza’s face, and she said, “Thank you, Simon. You are too kind. Anyway, it’s still early. Why don’t we get to know each other first?” There was very little that she knew about Simon. Edward never skimped on compliments each time he mentioned Simon. So, she was always curious about this man. “That’s a great idea!” Simon flashed her a tender smile and said, “My father has been Mr. Wilson’s friend for many years. I, myself, am running a company.”

I remain silent during this process, still not sure what to think about this situation. “Oh, this isn’t good.” Axel exclaims, checking his phone. “I have an alert, the police are looking for a fugitive with telekinetic abilities who may be able to identify a high-risk Abnormal known as a ‘Mimic’.” He looks confused and turns to Myah, “Do you know what a Mimic is?” He asks. She doesn’t show any reaction but simply states; “I can’t think of anything relating to that, CC?” Myah looks towards her sister for a further response,

CHAPTER THIRTEEN: We caught up on our way out to the exit. Me, sharing Sean’s message and how we still decided to go forward with hanging out tomorrow, and Ally/ Maxine/ Marsha sharing their points of view on the whole class period. They had me laughing so hard with Ally’s reenactments of Marsha trying to rein herself in. At the front Simon waved us over by this tree near our bus pickup, and we waved goodbye to Marsha and Maxine who made their way down the hill. They took the regular public bus down at the very bottom. After chatting with Simon a bit about weekend plans he wished us a good evening and walked to his older brother’s car who came around to pick him up. It was cute watching Simo