Simon Pure 소설 & 이야기

She shut her eyes and took her shower. If only she had money, she would never have to worry about anything. ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───── SIMON Whenever Simon said he was going to do something, he always delivered. He was a man of his word. It was one of the reasons why he was who he was today. If he made a decision, nobody could stop him. Not until her. Zoey. Simon had long made up his mind to not listen to any of her recordings at ‘Compagnon Incognito’ because he was trying to be as transparent as possible and he didn’t want to snoop behind anyone’s back to get information, but how could he not want the recordings?

My phone rang like it could hear my thoughts and I looked at the caller ID. Simeon. I ran my hands down my Si Simeon was a second-generation wealthy son and that meant that he was open to spending more than necessary. “Hello, Simeon.” He hissed and said, “You have to stop being so polite. We're friends.” I didn't reply. He laughed like he knew what I was thinking and said, “Are you free to go out? I'm out to have fun and I thought I should invite you.” I cursed under my breath and shook my head.

Simon complaint dramatically, but then, he turned to him with eyes sparkling already, "Can you play it now?" Sebastian shook his head as the corner of his lips tugged upward. He knew he already got him there. He knew Simon like the back of his palm. He's gullible when it comes to his price possession, which was music that was written and composed just for him, and nothing more, except of course Sandra Mendez. Everything about her can be use to bribe Simon. He's on that high level as a fanboy. "Bro!" Simon whined. "I won't let you hear it if you won't tell me first what you wanted to tell me earlier"

"Simone, we need additional security." ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

"I feel that he is horrible. There surely won't be any good things if he shows up here." Seeing that I was so vigilant, Simon said with a sad look on his face, "Miss Archer, I am so good to you. But you are guarding against me like this, which will make me sad." Today, Simon was wearing a suit that was similar to a basketball suit. And his slightly long hair had been tied up. He slowly walked to the sofa and sat down. He reached out to pick up a piece of sliced watermelon, took a bite of it, and asked, "Do you want to eat the watermelon?"

“Two words: Crescent Shade. ” I paused. “What?" His gaze locked on mine as he spoke in a halting voice. “Spencer Auster. That's his name, and that's all you're getting from me. He definitely wouldn't mind this. ” I snarled, pressing my claws deeper. "Tell me more. " Simon's voice dropped to a whisper. "He's going to kill… Every. Single. One. Of. You. " As I considered my next move, Simon's body tensed, and he jabbed an unseen dagger into

She flashed a playful smile, her eyes flirting shamelessly. Simon returned the smile, his charm hiding his true intentions. "I've heard many stories of the beauty of the Silver Moon Pack. I had to see for myself if the tales were true." Jasmin's interest was piqued. "Well, it's nice to know we're famous," she teased. "But who might you be, handsome?" Simon introduced himself as a business man, traveler, and photographer. He had to keep his true identity hidden from prying eyes. His contact lenses, the human disguise, was his first line of defense in the supernatural world.

"It's just that... If you tell me who she is, maybe... I could... If there's no impediment... Well, maybe she'll accept to be with you..." Simon's expression closed for a moment, then suddenly he let out a dry laugh, lay back on the bed, and fixed his eyes on the ceiling. Emptiness filled both of them as they disconnected so abruptly. "You're incredible," Simon said in the acid tone he hadn't used with Perez for a long time. "Always so sweet, a true little angel. And what would you do after that? Look for another lover or go back to your old life of sanctity?" He turned his head to look at her with latent disgust. "Let me guess: You'd humiliate yourself at Nathaniel's feet."

Simon was dangerous, and he wasn’t going to make the mistake of losing control. “You don’t belong near her,” Steve said, his voice ice-cold. “I warned you, Simon. If you think you can get close to her, you’re wrong.” Simon responded in a mocking voice. “Oh, Steve, relax. I’m not going to hurt her, and you know that very well. I just wanted her to know the truth.” “The truth? What truth are you talking about ” Steve asked, "Stop playing dumb, Steve The truth about what she is,” Simon said. “She is connected to me, Steve. Whether you like it or not. This is something you cannot something you can control.”