Stan X Kyle の小説・ストーリー

I did laugh and he ended up smiling. "You make me feel worthless." He said with a shake of his head. "Woman, every other woman in this country knows me like the back of her hand. How come you never heard about me before!" "Maybe because... I was married." I laughed again. "Valid point but..." Kyle faked a huff. "I'm the youngest wealthiest man in Eastonville. How couldn't you not know me? I'm the Kyle Panther. Everyone knows about me." "Did you just say Panther?" I stopped laughing and stared at him.

"Is there a problem here?" Kyle.

I stuttered, “Wh-what ar-are you do-doing here? W-who are y-you?” The little boy answered nervously and innocently, “I’m Kyle. I’m hiding here so my mama won’t separate my sister and me from my Papa. Katie and I want a complete family.” Fuck that! Complete family my fucking ass! “Aurelia is your mother?” I asked, close to losing my mind as my eyes shifted from one part of his face to another.

I said, and Sofia smiled. “Only he is not dead.” Kai said, entering the room. I frowned in confusion and watched as Dean stood a step beside the door. I knew that the walls weren’t sound proof, but I had to admit, the last thing that I expected to see was Dean standing by the door. Sofia stood up from the bed and nodded at him to walk inside. He looked at Kai for a second, before walking toward me. “To earn their trust, I saved his life. The man is residing back at the Estate, for now, at least.”

Subconsciously, Kyle groped his tummy, touching his abs as he complained, “Chaylen. There’s a woman in the house. Please wear a shirt.” “Mom is angry. You’re doomed,” Slyvester chuckled as he tried to sneak some pasta on the table. Slyvester called Kyle his ‘mom’ due to his personality of being a nagger. Kyle is so kind that he wanted everything to be moderately right. That is maybe the reason why women tend to break up with him, despite having a good look. ‘Dating a super duper nice guy is a little boring,’ the woman thought. If a kind man like Kyle exists here, then there’s also an evil man named Chaylen.

Hell will definitely break loose! “I’m Kyle. Leader of Bayou Gang. This is Gomez, my right-hand man, and this is Shaun, my personal scientist.” Vale’s ears perked up when she heard this. A personal scientist? Now, that’s interesting. Looking at Kyle, he’s definitely a heartbreaker in this lifetime. Vale could only admire his look at the back of her sunglasses. Even if he didn’t wear the brown leather jacket, he definitely can pull off his look with any type of fashion.

Kane looked down. A small fish swam lazily in the bowl. "...Stanley," he repeated. "He's been with me for a while," Mona said, crouching slightly, tapping the glass gently. "Say hi." Kane huffed a quiet laugh. "Hey, Stanley." Mona grinned. "See? He likes you already." Kane shook his head slightly, but there was something softer in his expression now. "Ready?" he asked. Mona stood, grabbing her bag.

Tyron asked him. He grabbed the glass of scotch in his hand and drank it, bottoms up. “Yeah, you really need that,” Xavier remarked. “Where’s Kyle?”, he said, looking at Tyron. “Why? She’s just thanking the caterers and other staffs, I guess. She’ll be here soon,” “Why? You wanna get home already?”, it’s Zachary. “No. I need to talk to her,”. He saw his friends sharing a questioning look and shrug. In less than a minute, he saw Kylie approaching to their table.

_*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> Khyle's smile retreated to a much softer smirk, and he glanced upward. _*]:min-w-0 gap-3">

Kyle. Fuck!