Cyrus Miller Novels & Stories

The assistant smiled and answered truthfully, "He is completely inseparable from Adams Harrah. In order to help Adams Harrah regain his property, Matthew Miller used almost all his family money to help Adams Harrah." Alex Brown lifted the corner of his lips, the sarcasm in his eyes was not concealed, "Does he really think Adams Harrah is a capable person?" The assistant's eyes were full of admiration as he looked at his own president, he had followed the president's side for so many years and naturally knew how powerful the president's methods were. Matthew Miller can cooperate with Adams Harrah, but the president set up a trap, in order to let Matthew Miller into the trap!

With James carrying her, she left the room. The Hills glanced at each other. “Cyrus, is Thea really that influential?” “That was Richard, the man capable of shaking the heavens and the earth, and he was kneeling on the floor like an obedient dog. It’s unbelievable.” Cyrus sat on a chair and lit a cigarette. Though he had met countless bigwigs throughout his life as a businessman, he had never seen Richard before. That was because he was not yet qualified to do so with the number of assets in his possession.

They all apologized to Owen Reid and Xander for creating hustles for them. In the meantime, one reporter sitting quietly in the corner of the hall stood up and opposed, “I don’t believe in this test.” Every pair of eyes present in the hall moved to the source of the voice. There was a pin drop silence for a moment. Xander’s eyes narrowed to see the man. He found him familiar, but could not recognize him at the time. “Zac Miller?” “Isn’t he Zac Miller, the CEO of the Miller Corporation?” “CEO Miller, what is he doing here?”

Carter said, pretending to pout his lips “let the woman live a little” “With the number of men who are here, having their eyes on her? I would rather not get into fights with anyone, thank you” Nathan said, taking the glass from Carter. He looked at the bartender, nodding at him to come “get the beautiful lady a glass of virgin mojito” “I tried, little one” Carter said, shrugging his shoulders. He took a sip of his whiskey, his eyes following Nathan’s gaze at the two Italians who just annoyed him “did they say anything wrong?”

His frame was massive, broader even than most of his warriors, his muscles honed through years of brutal combat. But it was his eyes that commanded the room. Ice-grey and piercing, like twin blades. They missed nothing. Trusted no one. When Valerian spoke, men listened. When he moved, the world seemed to shift to accommodate him. As he sat now, one boot lazily hooked over the other knee, a messenger approached the throne. The man bowed deeply, holding out a small black bird—the message still tied to its leg. Valerian leaned forward with a slow, almost lazy grace, plucking the tiny parchment free.

“Carter is in. The shipments will be arriving soon. I don’t know what you said to him but it worked. “ Of course, it fucking worked. I was the most powerful and dangerous man in New York. A lot of his actions were motivated by fear. I was unforgiving and everybody knew it. Carter was smart to accept my escorts, drinks, and deals. “Be ready for him and be careful. “ “What did you do? Apologize? “ “I don’t apologize to anyone. He was happy with the girls you sent and drinks. All I had to do was stroke his ego by telling him he has the best ammo and product in the business. “ “Okay. Where are you? I thought you would want to see this shipment for yourself. It is the biggest one yet. Is there so

He threatens. Jayden chuckles. “How I would have loved to see that. It's no good now that he's dead.” Kylian snaps his eyes at him, motioning him to shut up. “He’s dead?” Alpha Tate asks, his sliver eyes flickering to his wolf. Kylian sighs, “if it makes you feel better, I killed him. He died a painful death. Not as dreadful as you would have wanted it. Close enough.” A growl rumbling from Alpha Tate, softly as he grips the desk so hard his knuckles turn white.

Evelyn's POV "I, Alpha Kyle Turner, reject you, Evelyn Sanders, as my mate." Alpha Kyle hoarse voice boomed in my ears making me freeze on my tracks, his voice laced with disgust. Crack! A cracking sound resounded inside my body and I felt as if a part of me was forcefully torn and taken away. My wolf howled in pain but there was nothing I could do about it. Tears flowed down my face as the pain became immeasurable, increasing with each second to the point I was unable to tolerate it. I could care less about the gazes on me. I was already used to it.

I grumbled, clearly having a death wish. Except, the man chuckled and I could bet my life savings that the alcohol was to blame because Eddie looked just as flabbergasted as I felt. "Yes, how very cliched but a fickle thing like fucking with the one and only Gunnar Astor, the man who considers himself untouchable, is also the good motive," Mickey rounded his desk, giving me a full-body image of him. He wore a Slate Gray button-down that was open around the chest and had the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. Inky black slacks hugged his toned legs, "the figlio di puttana will be pissed that his woman came running to me in the end. He'll be pissed that I won and that he lost. He's always hated

Capture just wasn't option for me. Growling echoed around the small clearing as the bushes began to part, 8 wolves walking into the space before me. The lead wolf released another piercing growl. This growl was powerful, deep and full of dominance as it silenced the wolves stalking behind him. It was strong, not quiet an Alpha, perhaps a Beta or a strong Delta. He snarled at me, his form emitted such dominance my wolf was ready to roll over submission, I quickly took control from her before she did.