Connor Unwind Novels & Stories

** A Power Unleashed** The silence in the chamber felt heavy, pressing down on Sophia as she struggled to stand. Her hands trembled, her legs felt weak, and her heart pounded in her chest. The masked man’s cryptic words echoed in her mind—*The awakening.* What had she just unleashed?

Connor feels like he cannot even feel himself from the pain he is agonizing up until this day. It's been almost two years when he tried to please him to his bone marrow. Connor is the wealthiest businessman and became the youngest business retail tycoon of the Philippines, which attains it at the age of twenty-five… now he is thirty and turning thirty-one. He studied his masters in business at Pepperdine University. However, a mere lowlife could be his kryptonite. The unknown woman on the bed is sleeping tightly when the CEO is preparing his Americano coffee. The scent of caffeine can detach his hefty emotions. Moreover, Connor spits out the coffee and the black substance drips from the marm

Rock ‘N Roll Dude and Hot Chick. Was it them? “I have to admit,” Miranda purred, “I thought it would be months before you did something stupid enough to hang you with. But then you went and gave me exactly what I needed…” Here she looked over at me. “…wrapped up in a pretty little black bow.” I glanced up at Connor. His face might have been carved from stone as he stared down at the screen. “This is it?” he asked quietly. “This is your big play, your doomsday weapon?”

"Rowan will take care of everything as usual, and we would all follow his footsteps. At least, we still have something going. Daniel and Dean have already lost a stronghold on their companies." I almost stiffened slightly at the mention of Dean, but I recovered immediately, pretending that it was due to the cold water from the shower. Connor began by washing my hair. His fingers were weaving through my hair, massaging my scalp in a way that always got me really relaxed. I could feel my body slowly relaxing into his body, especially his hardness that was pressed against my back.

she whispered urgently. James turned his head, his eyes immediately locking onto Elliott, who was surrounded by a group of influential figures. Without hesitation, James quickened his pace toward Elliott, Chloe following closely behind. His jaw tightened as he walked towards Elliot, he had been waiting for this chance. Elliott had once invested sixty billion dollars in the Turner Group, but he had suddenly withdrawn his investment without warning. The company, which had barely recovered from its previous struggles thanks to that funding, was now in an even worse crisis due to Elliott’s decision.

Connor said. Kelley shook his head. “I’m fine now.” “Kelley.” “It’ll be fine, Connor, I have to go see Ulrich later anyway.” “Promise? I’ll drive you. Jeannie can wait an hour for me,” Connor said. Connor finally relucted half an hour later and Kelley headed to his car. He disconnected his SUV’s GPS and turned his phone off. He breathed easier once he drove through the gates and headed towards the highway. Kelley’s hands gripped the steering wheel as he sped up once he took the exit for the highway. Too many emotions flitted through him and he couldn’t make sense of that last video. He felt sick every time he thought about it and he wished he’d never seen it.

she finally said. “Good,” Vivaan said. “Then see you tomorrow.” He then hung up the call. And just in time, as Sanvika was walking in with a packet of snacks. Vivaan quickly deleted the call log. “Are you done playing games?” Sanvika asked. “Five more minutes.” He returned to Candy crush.

he smiled and bid me goodbye. I started eating the food after he left. I watched the two men who are sleeping all the while. I wish they feel better right now. I observed that Connor's big wound on his lumbar region has completely healed. Including the bruises on his arms and face. Same as with Conrad's. This made me feel relieved. "You two have to be strong by tomorrow, we still have a long way to go," I told them as if they can hear me. "Hmmm," Connor responded.

He found the hum of the engines oddly soothing as he tried to calm his racing thoughts. Nevada. Quiet desert city, rich with potential. That’s what this trip was about. Another strategic investment opportunity for the pack—an infrastructure deal that would place them closer to the southwestern territories and widen their influence. He stepped off the plane, scenting the dry air, faint exhaust fumes, and… cardboard. Sure enough, a tall man in a suit held up a sign: Mr CONNOR Thompson. Connor eyed the man for a beat before tossing his bag toward him without a word. He caught it with a small grunt, clearly not expecting the weight.

She’d never calm down if she didn’t want to. I stepped under the hot water, letting it pound down my back, trying to wash off the lingering tension. After a few minutes, I turned off the shower, rubbed my hands over my face, and let out a slow, controlled breath. I could hear her voice still in my mind, that mix of frustration, concern, and exasperation. I needed a fucking break. I stepped out, towel around my waist, and looked at myself in the mirror. Exhausted, tense, and a little frustrated. But I knew I’d be fine. I always was.