"Don't be naive; you know how dangerous this world is. Hell is paved with good intentions." "I'm full too, just not with good intentions." Albert got out of there in such a hurry that Max had no way of reaching him. Sometimes he couldn't stand Max and everyone else in the world; there were things
"Young Williams." One of the shareholders spoke. "I even understand your position, but what guarantees us that this radical change may not lead to the ruin of this firm?" Several shareholders expressed their agreement with that issue, a buzz began to form there. "I assure you, we've been studying t
Albert "Abby? Abby." He could hear Max's blurry voice calling him as if he were underwater. Albert had his head buried between his legs, having a mild crisis of despair. “Rick and the others are already worried. Are you going to come out of this toilette or not?" Max was still slamming the cabin do
"Look how you talk to me, girl!" Max countered. "It's not because Albert supports you here that I have to put up with you. Fuck you! Do you fill your mouth to call that theater dating, you deluded? He doesn't even like you in the first place. You had to fix that clown there to make him jealous. What
Albert was sad, devastated even. He didn't mean to be rude to Max or anything, but he was so confused, and he didn't understand why Max still continued to harp on the past. He was walking alone in the middle of the night, not wanting to know if he had gotten lost or not. If he was going to get lost,
"I-I have money, I can talk to them." "You can't talk to criminals, you're probably going to die today." "What should I do...?" "Why would a beggar help you?" Conrad shot. Albert remembered that he had called him a beggar moments ago. Clone beggar, to be more exact. "Okay, okay, I understand, bu
"Are you thinking about jumping off the bridge?" Albert almost jumped with shock when he heard the other person's voice right next to him. He had come... Albert wasn't that stupid after all. "I shall... Why did you take so long?" Albert was angry. The guy sat on the floor, still breathing hard from
He was grateful. All the memories of the night before hit him. He got up and went to where the sound was coming from. "What are you doing?" Albert was trying to get rid of the broken dishes, there was a whole mess in his kitchen: broken eggs, a lot of scattered flour, and the like. "What a mess!You
Jason's POV I was sitting in this VIP café, a place that exuded sophistication and privacy, waiting for Gideon Bathory. His name evoked memories I would like to forget, but were indelibly marked in my history with Laura. In our years of trial—dark and tortuous years when we were divorced—Gideon was
Anne's POV The morning had a different significance today. When I came down for breakfast, my mother was already running late, which isn't exactly surprising but always a little shocking. Mom and Dad had gone to a party last night and came home late, which was also to be expected. My grandmothers
Albert's POV The night was falling heavily as I followed the road to the address Max had sent me, about the place where he would be waiting for me and needing my help. And surprisingly, the GPS led me to a police station in Queens, which made me frown since Max had an apartment in Manhattan. So, w
Albert POV The party had been over for a while, but the feeling of it still lingered in the air. I poured myself a generous whiskey; I needed a moment after all that chaos, even if it was good chaos. The Williams mansion was silent now; only the sound of the liquid hitting the glass filled the room
Max POV “Oh my God… I had never had sex with a man with a pussy before! And it was incredible…!” Zoey Lee was sighing with a silly smile, staring at the ceiling of the room after having had a sublime cumshot, a cumshot that, modesty aside, he had provided for her. “That’s right, darling. My lovers
Laura POV “So are you going to help Gideon or not?” I asked him while we were still lying in our bed, looking at each other. Jason sighed as he threw his head back on the pillow and stared at the ceiling of our room. “I don’t know, to tell you the truth,” he replied. “May Lindsay forgive me, but I
Laura POV “Do you want to talk about what happened at the party earlier?” Jason asked me as the driver took us back home. I gave a resigned sigh and rubbed the numb area behind my neck. “No need to talk about it, honey. I'm tired, all I want now is my bed,” I told him. That party had really been l
Max POV“You were the one behind those two's divorce, Ms. Williams-Davies,” I told her. “For Lindsay, you are the other woman. And you still think you have the right to say that wanting to bring them together is not your business?”Laura was blinking, visibly impacted by my words. It was obvious tha
Max POV “You want me to talk to my husband to help Gideon; is that what I heard?” Laura was asking me that with a look of shock on her face. “That's right, you heard very well,” I replied. “I want you to talk to your husband to help my brother.” Laura Williams Davies wanted to roll her eyes rig