Chad Meeks Martin Novels & Stories

Chad found the question strange, “I can send you, his picture. Why? Is there something to worry about?” “Maybe yes and maybe no!” Chad could almost picture Ashton shrugging his shoulders, “Just send the picture and let me have a look. Wait for my next orders.” *** River was sitting by her desk deep in thinking. How come Chad was back to the office? Marwick got rid of him when his video was circulated. Who would she call for help because Keanu wasn’t available now? Marwick Garner? But what would she tell him? That Chad was abusing her? Marwick could kill Chad for that. She looked up when she saw Jeff passing by. He just gave a slight nod and walked to the other side of the hall.

But today, his words hit harder, a reminder of the harsh reality I was living in. I made my way to the elevator, my heart pounding with a mix of dread and anticipation. The penthouse was a world apart from the rest of the hotel—a luxurious, opulent space that felt like a different universe. Markos stood by the window, looking out over the city. When he turned to face me, his expression was cold, almost distant. "You missed two days of work," he said, his voice clipped. "Care to explain?"

just one step. Marlie is moving closer to Chad.

"They're used to Tia bringing them to school, so there's no doubt they're dependent on her." Martin smiled and approached Tia's bedside. "How are you feeling?" "I feel much better now. I could be discharged tomorrow," Tia replied. "May I ask who this is?" Cherry found Martin familiar, but she just could not recognize him. "His name is Martin, and he's in the medical profession," Tia introduced. She did not mention Martin's background as he did not like to brag about it outside.

Oh, and the best one so far, I had a fight with Ashton and put a hex on the team before fleeing Chicago. Yeah, I guess I’m some sort of magical witch now. To make all of this oh so much better, Martin is an arrogant as*hole who definitely has an alcohol addiction and possibly even a drug addiction. I haven’t quite found proof of that one, but I’ve been working on it.

Martin kindly advises. “I think it’s up to Dr. Abbott to give medical advice not up to you,” a low growl comes from behind. Martin freezes and I look over my shoulder into the stormy grey eyes of Maverick. “Morning Maverick!” I cheerfully greet him in the hope he’ll stop looking at Martin as if he wants to hurt him. “Martin has medical training and his parents are doctors as well. He’s just looking out for me.” Maverick squints at Martin, “Enjoy your day,” he grinds out as he walks away.

Chad looked at the lifelike doll in front of him, then turned to Martin and said, "That's them." Martin knelt on the ground in shock. At that moment, he was utterly overcome with sadness. He could not even cry because he felt suffocated. Martin was well-known in business circles as a playboy, so who could have predicted that he would be so devoted? Who would have thought that all of his actions were just a carefully crafted persona? Neighbors who heard the gunshots reported it to police, and officers arrived shortly.

Chad looks at Adam and tells him, “Miguel talks a lot.” “Mhmm..” Adam says with a frown. He is clearly a bit lost in the conversation. “As.. he fights,” Chad says and Adam gets it all of a sudden. Bending down, he asks Chad with gentle intensity, “What did he say?” “Wants Kimmy.. as his mate. Blames her family. Me.” He looks at Heath. “Him.” Chad takes a deep, shuddering breath before he says, “Not gonna stop. He is coming back... for her... not safe.”