Captain Grayson Twitter Novels & Stories

He’d even managed to charm my mom, making her love him as a son, which was no small feat. “Thanks for the save,” I said softly, glancing at him. “Anytime,” he replied with a grin. Just then, my phone buzzed in my bag. I fished it out, my eyes scanning the notification. It was a news article. The headline made my stomach drop: **Grayson's Company, formerly owned by the late business tycoon Stevenson Grayson, who passed away a few months ago, has achieved another major milestone in the country under the leadership of its new CEO, Mr. Antonio Ricardo.**

Carlton waited for a moment and then added, "By the way, your secret is safe with me." "Thanks, man," Grayson replied, hoping that Carlton stuck to his word. Just then, the door to his office opened and Declan Bates, publicist for the Crown, peeked in his head. "You wanted to see me, Your Highness?" "Carlton, we'll talk later." "Wait! You have to tell me about her!" Grayson hung up with Carlton still yelling excitedly at the other end. "Yes, Declan. Please, sit down." Grayson stood and indicated the chairs in front of his desk.

As if that was not enough when l slid into his team shirt, making my way to the bleachers l was the center of attraction and me oblivious to it due to my unattendence to these occasions l pretty much hated it. Grayson made it pretty simple for me by Screaming my name to signal his position and before l walked l got a text from Chris. You look hot in my jersey 😍😍 -Chris And a smile automatically made its way to my face before stealing a glance to where he was. I did catch a little from my way up to the bleachers Chris has a baby mama She's pretty even her baby as well This might damage his NFL draft Brushing it off I just tried my best to not let anything dumped the mood l was put in. Grays

I don't have any pictures so I put up one of a landscape I downloaded a while ago and then I look for the account Grayson showed me yesterday. As bad luck would have it, it's private. "They won't accept you, Mid. They can't just accept anyone, it could be a human," Gray explains and finally gives up and holds out his phone to me. The first tweet on the account has two pictures of me and Grayson at the gym. I swallow as I see us together.

It mostly didn't matter, because to him, they all had the brain of a fish. "Screw it!" Yve cussed, feeling agitated. "It didn't hit the spot?" He teased, referring the cigarette she had just handed him. "That's not it." She defended. "Then what is?" He asked, while transferring the cigarette to her. "Deavon!" She said almost unenthusiastically. "What now?" He asked, already having pre knowledge on what the young basketball captain could possibly do. "He wants something serious," As if that's a bad thing.

He sighed, "I would have got here sooner but the earliest flight wasn't until this morning and I had to pay in person." I pulled back, feeling ridiculously pathetic as I wiped at my eyes, probably smearing whatever was left of yesterday's mascara. I glanced up at him, my breath catching as I took in the familiar face I'd missed so much. Grayson was towering at six foot six, dark-skinned, his short dreads framing his face. With those dark, expressive eyes and that easy smile, he looked the part of his profession. He had double piercings on both ears, adding a rebellious touch to his otherwise laid-back look. He studied my swollen face, his gaze softening as he let out a deep chuckle. "Damn, B

We get stopped by almost everyone, them congratulating the both of us. "Man you didn't tell me you were engaged!" A guy, around Leon's age stops the both of us. Leon unwraps his arm from around me and does a little bro hug with the guy. He pulls away and puts his arm back around my waist. "Oh I'm Grayson Black." He isn't a bad looking guy either. His light brown hair is spiked up in the front with gel, a stubble that is similar to Leon's, and baby blue eyes.

I take the couch farthest from Gray, “So, is anyone going to tell me what is really going on?” “Hunters,” Gray simply says and Ben nods. “Did you lose them?” Gray nods, “They have a new captain, some hot shot with more confidence than ability. I have a bad feeling about this one though, he sees unhinged.” “Nothing we won’t be able to deal with,” Ben says before turning to me, “So, how did you get involved in this?” “That is for Ray to answer,” Gray says before I can reply. He gives me a look and slightly shakes his head; I immediately clam up.

He was taking Emma to a hotel, a hotel for celebrities, which was owned by Gray’s celebrity and narcissistic uncle Carson. Every single news I got about Chase hardened my heart towards him the more. “So what's pissing you off about that, baby?” I asked Gray as I put his plate of waffles that I made in his kitchen down. He looked tense and genuinely worried for Chase and I hated it. “Don't you remember what I told you when I got back?” He asked me. Grayson was ever one to keep things to himself. He was either a zero or a hundred. If he knew, you'd know, if he didn't, you'd know. He told me every single news and info he had about Emma when he got back from Starry.

He asked again. "Just put some soy sauce and oyster sauce, then stir it a bit more and you're done." I said to him. "Found her!" Grayson suddenly yelled as soon as me and Gavin sat down in front of him after we finished setting the table so we could finally eat. Grayson then turned his laptop to us with a private social media account flashing on the screen. I looked at Gavin and saw that he was as shocked as I am, but then I saw how his shock turned into anger.