Alexander Sterling 소설 & 이야기

His laptop was open on the kitchen island, a glass of scotch half-finished beside it. So he wasn’t out. He just wasn’t answering me. My jaw tightened. “Alex,” I repeated, louder this time. Footsteps approached from down the hall, then he emerged. Alex Sterling, six feet of cold elegance, sleeves rolled to his forearms, tie losen, hair slightly undone in a way he’d never admit was attractive. His eyes landed on me, and the moment they did, something in his face hardened. “Victoria,” he said flatly. “Why are you here?”

She had thought Alex would brief them on the situation before they came but it seems they are both oblivious. She sighed, then smiled calmly, “I’m Lauren Sterling. I’m Alexander’s Wife.” The air became stiff, the two siblings froze, then Lauren saw Gina who had kept a cold attitude tremble while shaking her head. “How could it be..? That’s impossible!”

He replied. It's him again, the lousy human who doesn't know how to accept defeat. Vaughn Alexander Sterling is a business tycoon who is also into shady business with the politician in Ashbourne and also Darren's business rival, or so he thinks, because Darren is way out of his league. “Should I get rid of him?” I asked, my claws elongating at the thought of killing that annoying human. He's also been on my blacklist, but Darren is always stopping me from doing things I'd planned to do with him.

“That it wasn’t all you… but that you’re part of the reason I want to heal.” That brought a small smile to his lips. But then it faded, just a little. “He noticed that much?” I nodded. “He did.” “He likes you,” Alexander said, voice even. I blinked. “What?” “Your therapist. Sterling. He’s into you.” I let out a surprised laugh. “He’s not. He’s… professional.” “He’s human,” Alexander said, his grip on the steering wheel tightening. “And territorial. I’ve seen that look in a man’s eye. He doesn’t like knowing someone else got through to you first.”

The Alpha said. "It's Cyrus. Cyrus Steele." He said as if he was formally introducing himself to the guests. "You piece of shit! Get me out of here!" The young boy screamed at him. He faced the boy and shook his head. "Now, that is what I'm exactly going to do and no, I'm not the piece of shit," he said as he walked towards the boy who crawled backwards until his back has hit the wall. "You are," the Alpha said as he pointed his forefinger at him.

“Don't worry sweetheart, he will soon drop her ass and Rose will come begging for us to take her back and I won't allow her step a foot into this house again” My mother parted my shoulder and for a second I thought my marriage with Rose was all based on lies. Is this truly her true nature? I was deceived by her innocent look. I went to the NHl ice hockey rink for practice. My eyes fell on the poster on the wall. “Alexander Sterling, a famous hockey star of the Ice Slayers” I quickly called my private investigator. “Did you get anything on Alexander Sterling” “From my source Alexander Sterling has no girlfriend. The car he used is his friends car Logan Steele”

I asked quietly, though something cold was already settling low in my stomach, spreading the way dread does when it senses it has found fertile ground. Alexander did not answer right away. He picked up the memo himself, reading it twice, his jaw ticking the way it always did when he was holding something back from both of us at once. I watched his eyes move across the page a third time, slower now, as if he were hoping the letters might rearrange themselves into something less complicated. "Margaret's late husband," he finally said, setting the paper down like it had grown heavier in his hands. "Martin Sterling. He died the year after this memo was written."

I wouldn’t miss a man like Alexander. “Miss, Madam, Mr. Sterling is here.” The maid’s voice interrupted my thoughts. I looked up. Alexander was standing in the doorway. He was tall, elegant, and composed. Behind him stood several bodyguards carrying armfuls of gifts. My mother immediately stood. “You must be Mr. Sterling. Please, come in and sit.” Knowing Alexander’s status, she tried her best to be careful around him. He was after all a big mafia boss and also the only one who could challenge Damien.

"And here is the strange part. Andrew Hale did nothing. Not one move against Alexander Sterling, not one move against the Sterling Empire, even though he is far more powerful. He just let it go. So there's only one conclusion. Alexander Sterling is the only enemy formidable enough, and fearless enough, to actually bring Andrew Hale down." Arya's eyes lit up like a child's on Christmas morning. "And Alexander Sterling would buy a scandal like this for any price!" "Exactly." I tapped the desk. "So find his private number. As soon as possible." She turned back to her computer without another word, her fingers already flying across the keyboard, the screen's blue light washing over her face. I w

How utterly pathetic those two looked right now. But then again, Alexander couldn’t really blame them. When it came to Mirena and the strange magnetic pull she carried, people rarely stood a chance. Once again, Mirena… your charm worked, he thought. “To what honor do I owe you for showing up so suddenly in my abode?” Leonardo asked, his voice carrying a polite but guarded tone. Alexander held his gaze for a quiet moment before answering. “I have some business with Ms. Sterling.” The moment those words left his mouth, Camille’s eyes widened in shock.