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He didn't say a word, instead, he buried his face on the crook of my neck and hell how warm it felt. I could hear the nosy people whispering to themselves but I paid no attention to them. Even the bouncers that were supposed to be here the very moment Cyrus punched Dylan just made their grand entrance. What a waste of money this club has to pay for their irresponsible employees. "Cyrus." I saw Cyrene behind Cyrus and she just nodded at me while Cyrus didn't respond to her. He seemed to be lost in his own world.

~Introduction to the Male lead~ Name: Zion Black Knight. Age: 19 years. Lives in: Manchester. A British national. Height: 6.1ft, Fair skin, black eye. He is a high schooler. He is somebody that can't be restrained or tamed. The child of world's best and richest businessman, Andrew Black Knight. The one who brought the renovation in the entire IT industry. He is rich, handsome and intelligent with a photographic memory. Perfect in every way.

I know what he's thinking that idiot. " So! What can I get for you guys? " " Anything eatable, I trust you " Cody says and I roll my eyes " Sure. Cade? " " Nothing " " I'm not gonna poison it you know " she says quickly rolling her eyes and scoffing " I need you " Wtf?. That's fine I need her too. Cody coughs * fake* " I hope you guys know I'm still here? " " You're dirty. I like it "

Catherine muttered as she ate her pasta ignoring her laughing friends. "I would love to see the hunk who ignored her." Avery mused as she ate her salad. She and her love for dieting. Joseph's ears perked up as he rounded his eyes around the cafeteria until they finally landed on the man of their conversation. "There to my right two tables away. The lone guy. That is Rasmus Colt." Joseph mused as Avery's jaw dropped and she gaped at Rasmus. Not only her, but Quinn also stared at Rasmus.

Dan advises, no bullshit in his tone. Katherine: Hey Josh, it's Katherine from last night. I set my phone down, and, takin a large gulp of my coffee, anxiously wait for a ring. “Okay, what about the other guy?” She continues grilling. Adam’s dark eyes flash through my mind making my body feel warm. I'm not even sure how to describe him.

One day, CEO Cecilia Bennett brings her "one true love", Elliot Lawson, home. I'm in the kitchen, spatula in hand, wondering if I need to make a few extra dishes for her guest. But before I can ask, Elliot points at me, looking utterly betrayed. "I knew it! Everything those romance novels said was true! The second I left the country, you found yourself a replacement and brought him home!" What? A replacement? That's news to me. No one has ever told me I was supposed to be one.

She had her inside man. Cody hung up. The hook clicked. It was raining outside. He waited. He counted to a hundred and twenty. The dates didn't mean anything now. The Delaware account was dry and Victor Russos was broke. He needed money and he had twelve hours. He pushed the door and walked to the diner. A man in a wool coat sat at the counter. He watched Cody. The waitress came over with a rag. She did not smile. "Sit anywhere," she said. Cody sat in the back. The vinyl was cold.

It felt good, good to be there for the one who truly mattered. “I have a video meeting with the Tides pack, one of their members entered our territory last week without permission” Cody said as we walked down the stairs towards his office, “Then I have a meeting with the council in regards to rogue regulations. Stupid mutts need to be off of our territories” he growled, me just nodding along with his schedule. We entered the study, me standing outside by the hallway whilst he conducted business. It was about two hours before Cody asked me to enter his study.

Chris walked in, holding a case of beer and a bag of food. It took everything ounce of control I had to just shake his hand and not just snap his neck. Claude seemed to be expecting it was well, he was watching out interaction tensely. Behind him, Harrison, his beta waved. “This place is pretty cool though. If you like the cabin-in-the-woods vibe.” I smiled. “It gives me something to do on my off days.” Chris shook his head. “Shaving, doing construction, taking days off? Who are you and what have you done with my friend?”

he growls. My dick grown hard as he continues his cock into my clothes ass. My arms uncross as I place them on his hard taut chest and rock my hips into his. “Fuck me” I say surprising us both, because I never say shit like that out loud. In a few quick seconds I’m stripped naked, face down on the bed with my ass in the air waiting for my alpha mate to fuck me. His hard slicked cock probs my surprisingly already slick puckered hole. Nixon has made it his personal mission to make love to me every chance he gets and shower me with affection as his way of making up for the past.