Novel & Cerita Cyrus Miller

“Trust me Alexa…we’ve come a long way and remember our secrets have always remained ours” “I trust you… em…{cough cough}..actually… Kirklin Jefferson was the CEO Lover that I spoke with you about” she said “Oooohhhh” Ariella said as she opened her mouth not knowing whether to scream out of excitement or to hiss at what her bestie just said. It was so unfortunate that her loving brother-in-law was the jerk her friend had spoken about.

He staggered backwards and crouched to the floor as his ears rang. Then he turned towards the familiar voice. "You almost killed me, Greg!" "I didn't mean that," Greg said. A man in his mid-fifties. He had greying hair and dark eyes. He was of average height and he donned a white lab coat that was reaching his knees and under it, he wore blue jeans and a plaid short-sleeved blue shirt. Greg, also known as Dr. Greg, the latter was the term he was often referred to as. He was a research doctor and a friend of Governor Silas.

That four-letter word was caught in my throat, refusing to come out. “ Shh, don’t say that. He’s okay. He’ll be okay. “ No matter how soothing and encouraging her words were, a part of my brain thought the worst thought possible. The pain in my chest had only gotten more intense by the second. I pulled away from her and wiped my tears. I needed to have faith. He was Nikolai, the youngest self-made Don to ever walk this earth. He was okay, he had to be. The door opened and Lily came in. She looked between the two of us and her expression softened when she saw my red eyes.

Kenny's pov When the hunk of a man asked me for my name I hesitated only for a few seconds, my wolf has been screaming in my head about all four of them being my mates but I ignored her. I couldn't have a mate as I was destined to die after I kill the son of a bitch alpha. She tried to tell me something but I blocked her out, not wanting to get my hopes up of a happier life. That was why I decided to give them my name, I had nothing left to lose. "It's Kenny, Kenny McKenzie alpha of the extinct White Moon pack" I answered him with my head held high and shoulders straight. The shock and disbelief on their faces almost made me laugh, but the sadness of my words stopped that in its track, if I

"Let your parents get inside first. They've been crammed in a tin can over the ocean for nine hours." Caleb walked beside Tyler as we headed up the steps, his hands shoved into his pockets in an exact mirror image of his father’s favorite posture. "Dad, I saw on the financial news network that Arthur Miller resigned due to 'sudden health complications.' Did you make him sick?" Tyler shared a quick, intensely amused glance with me over Caleb's head before looking down at his son. "Let's just say he realized the atmosphere at the Rider Group was no longer healthy for his career, Caleb. Come on, let's get some dinner."

Cyrus Pov Cyrus Sylvester. The man people fear the most. The man who never knew what softness was. The man who was born to become a ruthless leader of his father’s gang. The mob boss who had made a history of being the youngest yet the most feared leader that not only the people of this country but overseas have fear of as well.

Cyrus POV Cyrus Fox Datu had spent twelve years learning to read bodies in crisis. He could translate tachycardia into narrative, could trace the story of a life in the constellation of scars across a stranger's skin. But sitting across from Arthur Sullivan in a restaurant that charged too much for coffee, he found himself illiterate.

"Chief Cyrus, how's everything on your end?" "I've sent my men to arrest Rosaline Kirkman. I'll bring that bastard who hurt Lyse to the station as well." Cyrus was simmering in anger when he updated Silas in his signature hoarse voice. "Don't worry. I will not go easy on him." Mandy Lovelace had two sons and a daughter. The late Damien, the fifth Taylor sibling, worked as the captain of an airline before his demise, while the sixth sibling, Miley, married and settled down in Kontina. Miley was a congressman's wife and might be the first lady of Kontina one day.

He'll deny me that too. The television screen glared in the corner of the room—a static hum I hadn't authorized. I never turned it on. News was irrelevant to men like me. Men who authored headlines, rewrote histories, decided who lived and who disappeared. The world existed beneath my boots. But today... Today, it was already playing. And it was saying my name. No—erasing it. "—As per confidential reports, Edward Miller, once considered the underground tycoon of East Asia, has been completely removed from the board of directors of Liberal Syndicate Holdings. The new registered CEO and legal heir? Grayson Pittman."

Larissa was annoyed with herself when she suddenly heard Milly say, "Speaking of, though, your cousin can't be as busy as Mr. Rogers, right? Because even Mr. Rogers could take time out to fall in love with someone else …" Milly was referring to Kevan. As the guy who kept his top spot in Forbes' lists for richest men in Caldor, he was probably the busiest man in the country to Milly. "You don't know how long Mr. Rogers waited in the living room yesterday. When I left, he was still there." Milly's voice was filled with admiration. If Milly had not said it, Larissa would not have known a thing about it. Now that Larissa knew about it, her feelings became more and more complicated.