Arthur Shelby Novels & Stories

"Mommy! I really miss you." Arthur ran at her without Hulya being able to stop him. Arthur slid off the steps haphazardly, causing Blakely to worry that the boy might trip over his own feet. But luckily Arthur was able to pass the stairs smoothly and slid down right into Blakely's arms who immediately caught him swiftly. “I missed you too, sweetheart. How are you doing so far? You being a good boy to your Daddy and grandma?” “I've always been a good boy. Yesterday I beat Shandy in practice jumping like a bunny. I got two stars for my bravery.”

“Ms Burke, you should know how important his grandpa is to Chris; surely you cannot force him to ignore his grandpa for something that can be done anytime. I beg you to be magnanimous and save Grandpa Walter’s life. Please I beg you…” “Ms Shelby is quite funny.” Emile laughed lightly “I cannot imagine why the thoughtful Ms Shelby would drag a sick person for a performance.” Emile was not a pushover; She was a Burke, born and bred as the pampered heiress of the Burke industries. It would be an insult to her pedigree if she was led by the noose by someone who had sprouted yesterday.

I had not only been betrayed by Arthur, but I had been made a complete and utter fool. What was I even thinking? A middle-class idiot like myself had somehow believed I had a future with Arthur Dalton, the CEO of Dalton Industries? I wanted to cry, to scream, but the tears just won’t come. I was frozen in shock as I stood just hidden from view, while I watched Arthur’s mother plan a happy wedding between the ‘perfect’ couple.

"You sure got carried away with the slaps when I decided to do nothing, huh?" Sherry was lifted off the ground by him, and her feet were dangling in the air. However, she wasn't afraid at all. She stared at him with her reddened eyes. "Arthur, you destroyed my and Bryce's lives because you couldn't control your urges! You've destroyed our happiness!" She grabbed Arthur's collar and pulled him violently. Then, she slowly said through gritted teeth, "I want to cut your dick off so badly, Gabelman!"

he explained. “You never doubted any of them?” “Arthur, yes. Shelly, no,” I didn't have to ask for him to explain as he did so. “Arthur never entertains any lady who pleases his parents. If he did, he was never aware. Shelly was quite forward about it, scrapping her off any chance,” he said. “What do you plan to do to her?” I asked. Jackson stayed quiet for a minute, then smiled. “She'll find out soon enough,” he said.

I sat down on the stairs. "Are you certain," I said. "The signature is clear," he said. "It has been in the archived records for forty years." I looked at the metal box in my hand. Arthur's letters from Margaret. A lifetime of correspondence kept in a box by a man who had carried guilt for thirty years about something he had known and not acted on. "Sable," I said. "The name on the removal order." "Yes," he said. "Say it again," I said. He said it again. Arthur Varyn.

But I couldn't let one thing slip right now, the one that was nagging in my head since the meeting with Warner. "Ace is still busy with some board members. Why don't we hang at my cabin until he is free?" I needed to dig out information about Arthur from him. He nodded. "Sure!" Once we were in the safety of my cabin, out of anyone's earshot, I didn't waste anymore time. "What do you know about Arthur?" He halted his movement in the air from settling his ass on the chair to look at me. Then finally seated, he raised a brow. "That he's Achilles and Caleb's uncle and is a good man? Why do you ask?"

Besides, she already inadvertently displayed her small, well-formed breasts to the crowd. Arthur was a rich man. In fact, he was one of the richest men in the newly emancipated United States. Now, like no other, was a time when he was extremely grateful for this fact. “I intend to buy this mulatto, sir, and I do not wish to have any more of her wares displayed for all to see. So, kindly step back and admit your defeat,” he said boldly. “Do you not know my identity, good sir?” the man replied indignantly.

Lucas released another resigned sad sign before tuning in back to his work. ****** Shelby could barely stand on her two feet. Every part of her body ached so badly and her legs felt rubbery like fluid which is going to dissolve under her weight but she was determined in living the place. If the clock hits midnight and her target heart has not stopped beating hers will be the one that stops beating.

Shelby of the Shelby Group having an affair with the servant Yoel…' Meredith's fingers trembled as she hesitantly clicked on it.