Novel & Cerita Cyrus Goodman

I hit on something or should I say, someone? Someone Tall, Someone absolutely Gorgeous, Someone who wouldn't stop glaring me with anger, Someone with amazing ocean blue eyes! I was rendered speechless. I stare at that amazing creature, he was looking like some greek god. He had the perfect chiselled face, His hair was perfectly gelled, his abs were well toned. His arms were muscular and rough. But eyes were burning with cold fire. That was when I realized I was staring at him for more than a minute! But then again I never saw him on our campus. Who was he?

"If your face took up less space in the lens, it would be more effective no matter what pose you chose. In this one sentence, not only Ladonna, but Claude, who was drinking water next to him, also almost choked. Ladonna's plight extinguished all the people around her who wanted to get acquainted with Cyrus. Cyrus's words were not in his ear. Fortunately, no one came to make fun of him, so he didn't open his mouth many times. A person like Cyrus is silent, but his feet are very diligent, going back and forth more quickly than anyone else. Claude followed him for a few days and discovered that Cyrus not only didn't like to talk, had a strict temperament, but he also had a few strange hobbies.

He stepped forward and shouted angrily, "Who do you think you are? How dare you yell at our captain?" "Captain? What captain?" Fiona was stunned. Max replied angrily, "Open your eyes and see clearly! This is the captain of the special forces, Skywolf!" Victor continued, "He's a recipient of the Medal of Honor, a national hero! How dare a woman like you yell at him?" "What?" Fiona was struck dumb, staring at me wide-eyed. Phillip was also stunned, a flicker of fear in his eyes. Fiona trembled as she said, "No... No way... Timothy is just an ordinary clerk..."

Cyrus smiled and said, "Carry on with your work. I just need a few minutes of Garrett's time. It's personal, not work-related." Garrett was puzzled—Cyrus from the Royal Elder Council was visiting him for a personal matter? Despite his confusion, Garrett respectfully invited Cyrus into the lounge and offered coffee. "What can I do for you?" Garrett asked. "I'm here to congratulate you," Cyrus said, putting down his coffee cup with a smile. Though this news should have been shared promptly, the surprise was so great that it was better to break it gently to avoid overwhelming Garrett with joy. "Congratulate me?" Garrett was even more puzzled—having reached his career peak as the Minister of Cul

Can you buy ten more boxes of those supplements you used to get her and have them shipped over? I replied with just one line. [Sure. Just wait.] Then I blocked and deleted him completely. Who did he think he was? Around this time, the private investigator had also finished most of the work. As I looked at the evidence sitting in my inbox, I could not stop the smile from spreading across my face. Wade had spent his whole life calculating every move. Who would have thought that, right before the end, he would bring such a huge disaster upon himself.

It had taken me a few days of her walking around with the cat that ate the canary smile on her face to realize she'd played me but I let her have that one. Samuels the fuck was in a prison infirmary in one of the worst prisons in the country. I'd pulled some strings to get that done but I didn't want him doing his time in some cushy hole somewhere fuck that. For trying to fuck with my wife his ass was now mine for the rest of his miserable life. Some days Supe swears he should've just let me kill the fuck, especially after I'd found a way to have it leaked in his new home that he was an ex cop, oops. He'd been stripped of everything by the time I was done. Now he was a non-talking cripple in

I had forgotten how truly in my corner Cyrus has always been. He looks the same as he did the last time I truly saw him. He has a toffee skin tone and stands at 6’3. He has always worn his hair shaved to a taper, and that look still works for him. There is a touch of gray at his temples, but he could pass as a very young man. I would love nothing more than to sit and catch up with Cyrus, and I will, just not right now. Right now, I need to find my mate or I’m not going to make it much longer.

He asked. "How long have I been asleep?" "About a week. You were in bad shape when I found you both." He said. It's been a while since I last saw Cyrus. He took a few steps closer and I could properly see him in the dark. He was half-naked with his grey joggers hanging loosely low around his waist exposing his v-line. He has chocolate brown eyes but since it's dark outside, it seemed that his eyes were a darker shade of brown. Cyrus is a very attractive man, he worked for me years back as our private doctor. But he left because whenever he did something wrong the guilt would eat him up. He decided that it was time he focused on himself and focused on his mental health.