Beckett Leeds Novels & Stories

John Beckett was one of the highest-paid players in Major League Soccer. Before he could get carried away with thoughts that would only enrage him, Lance tried to calm down and quit speculating. One way or another, by the end of the day, he would find out what was really going on. And only then he would decide what to do about Annalise and what decision to take about handing her the account.

Now, she was faced with the truth and she was going to uncover it even if it shattered everything she thought she knew. She clicked on it and spent the rest of the night taking in its contents. **** The news sent shockwaves through Elara. She stared at the headline on her screen, unblinking. The words blurred together the more the states at them and her throat tightened. “Lucian Beckett dies at 64. Beckett Industries is now officially under a new leadership.” Her father was dead. She continued to read the article and saw that Ivy had wasted no time in taking over with Aiden by her side, he was now her fiancé and business partner.

Seconds after that, "Where are you taking me?" asked Becky without turning to James Miller. "To your father, didn't I tell you, I can do anything?" he answered lightly, he just got the call from his people that they had William Beckett with them. Becky turned around in surprise, her heart racing so fast she was having trouble breathing. "Do whatever you want but please don't kill him..." *****

Angel added. Bethel swallowed into nothing and hoped in to seat beside Angel. "Hi,am Robbins" Angel's bodyguard introduced,stretching out his hand effortlessly from the front seat. "Am Bethel, Harry's sex slave and daughter's nanny" she imagined herself saying as she accepted his strong hand. She is sure those hands could easily break objects into two. **************** "Boss,the board meeting is set to start and your presence is needed urgently" Thelma, Harry's secretary announced. "I will be there in the next 10minutes" Harry replied without even glancing at Thelma.

Palomero. "I'm glad to be here and to be your new secretary, Sir CEO Caden West," I said nicely as I raised my head. Seeing his face, the smile I had planned dissipated like a bubble. "Y-you?" I couldn't believe it when I saw the man again in the elevator. "Glad to be in your care, Ms. Poppy Beckett!" he said firmly, as though evil was in his tone. He gave me a silly smile. And I know this time I'm in big trouble.

"She won't be happy to hear that one of her VIPs was treated so poorly." The guy blanches, a hard swallow making its way down his throat. His nervous eyes flit from me to Beckett, then back at the clipboard. Beckett slips his hand into the pocket of his black jeans and whips out his phone. "I have Louisa on speed dial. What do you say, dude? Ready to get your head chewed off?" His gaze bounces between us one more time before he sighs and steps aside, allowing us entry. With an exaggerated smile, Beckett thanks him and ushers me inside.

The first thing Monday morning, Christopher marched into his commander's office. "Sir…I need to talk to you about something pretty important." Bruce Koepke sighed. He liked Beast. He didn't want to lose him, but he already knew what he wanted to ask. "Beast, you're a heluva Marine. You know that or you wouldn't be on an elite force. I don't want to lose you, son." Christopher could barely meet his commander's eyes. Finally he relaxed his formal posture and looked steadily at the older man who was more than his commander, but who was also his friend.

“Or what? Freeze me with your billionaire powers?” I leaned forward slightly, keeping my tone calm but deadly. “You mention her name again, and I’ll audit every single offshore account in your department. Every. Single. One. You think it’s a joke, but I’m serious.” His smirk faltered for half a second. Nadira didn’t move. My eyes flicked to hers. She wasn’t panicking. Not at all. “Fine,” Beckett said, raising his hands. “No harm done… for now.” He let go of her arm and backed into the shadow of the alley.

Verma questioned " What work my Jeevika actually do for you, Mr. Wright? " " First of all, sir, I request you to call me Theodore or Theo since you're elder than me and secondly Ms. Verma works in my restaurant as a manager. " Theodore lied smoothly making Jeevika heave a sigh of relief. Mr. Verma questioned " A manager!? It's a high post! I hope my daughter doesn't give you a chance to complain "

He answered. His words made total sense. As simple as he looked, he was wise and very accurate with his intuitions. "So what's your decision father. We both know that when you cross the damn river there is no point of return." I reminded him. "Damon, That Beast is searching for a breeder. A bond and mate. If luckily Hera proves herself worthy and its instinct is drawn fully to her, it won't harm her. I don't want to think the worst that's why I still have a ray of hope that she is still alive and being kept well." He answered.