Aot Keith Novels & Stories

The beasts had to be conditioned and trained for the annual dressage and shows. "I called home the other day," K uttered, tipping the glass way up as she drank the last of her orange juice. "Nana answered the phone. She said mom wasn't around. So I asked her what's up with mom, because she's not answering any of my calls." She paused, twirling the bottom of the glass on the table's surface. Jesse leaned his elbow on the table and rested his jaw on his pals, his full attention to K. He knew that she was concerned and anxious with how Laura seemed to be ignoring or dodging her, for lack of a better word. "So what did Kathleen say?"

It was Keith Tristan Lancester. Keith became a powerful CEO after his father resigned from his position. The first thing he did after Keith became the CEO of their company was to take down the businesses of Andrew Gartin. And he only finished this task in just a month. Though Andrew tried to save his company, it was all useless.

Keith ate an apple that I had poton, he fell silent finishing the chewing of his apples in his mouth. "I don't see your mother, where is she?" I asked because I hadn't seen keith's mother. "My mom and dad are going to Bandung, tomorrow my cousin is married," keith replied while putting the plate empty, Keith spent all his apple pieces in just a few minutes. I'm even just one piece. "You're not coming with them? Are you alone at home?" I asked. Keith turned to me, and then he chuckled, "then do I have to go in this condition?" and Keith made me let out a stupid cry.

However, I only manage to cross a small distance before Arthur’s voice stops me. “I have it,” he says quietly, causing me to look back. I watch as the man slowly pulls out his phone. Already, I move to him. “He’s not…” Ruth finally speaks as I reach Arthur. Her eyes are still wide, her lips trembling as I glance over. “He can’t be guilty. Of anything …can he?” “No,” I respond immediately, absolute certainty in my tone. I can’t think of a single crime Keith could have committed. He may be cold and intense when necessary, but underneath that hard exterior there’s still a kind and caring Alpha. Keith would never do something to hurt the innocent.

I walked in, only for my traitorous heart to start fluttering when my eyes fell on Keith. He glanced up when I walked in and shot me a smile. Oh my lord. He's so- ugh. The sleeves of his white shirt were rolled up to his elbows with his strong arms going back and forth as he kneaded the flour. God, I wish I was the flour right now. Keith was the head Baker and he was my friend. He had dark brown hair that was thick and always sticking out in different directions because he never stopped running a hand through it. Thick eyebrows that laid above his beautiful, beautiful green eyes. A straight nose, strong jaw and- God- those lips.

Kansas City, Missouri, America, 1983 Jordan Findley wanted to see him in his office, and in Aaron’s experience, that was either a very good thing, or a very bad one. Though the Guardian Leader rarely raised his voice, an admonishment from him was much like disappointing a favorite parent, and as Aaron made his way to the top floor of the office building, he hoped this was good news.

Keith is a very respectful man and even though he’s an affluent man, he talks respectfully to everyone no matter what class they are in society. He has decided to invite Dr. Stan on this trip to Amberland because he’s one of the best Psychologists in America and he had helped him, his mum, and his aunt after the demise of his dad, his Uncle Joey Jacobson, and Ariella Jacobson who are Aunt Kimberly’s husband and daughter.

Keith inquired about the moment Stevan's car vanished from the road. “Only a couple of days ago. We encountered each other at Mr. George's graveyard." I answered. Keith looks displeased with the fact that I'm acquainted with one of his family's bodyguards. "He is a bodyguard for my family, specifically the one who looks after my grandfather," Keith mentioned. "I know."

he growled at me before leaving the table. “Don’t worry about him, he isn’t really a morning person. Finish your food and I’ll give you a proper tour of Stermyertina before we leave for the office” Keith said, trying to comfort me. “Really? A full tour?” I got excited. “Yes, a full tour,” he said with a smile. ………

Kevin thought To be continued