Romans & histoires Dallas Winston

His stare stayed locked on Dallas, unmoved. Dallas nodded quickly, afraid to speak again. “Yes...s..sir…” he whispered, barely audible. His voice cracked, but he forced himself to stay still. “Now listen carefully. Tell me exactly what happened before I lose my patience with you completely.” His irritation was still present, just controlled for the moment. Dallas looked down, struggling to organize his thoughts under pressure. “I was at the club,” he started, voice shaky. “With my friends… I took drugs.”

Dallas stood there in the doorway, holding a bottle of pills in one hand and a tray of food in the other. His expression was completely unreadable as he took in the scene; Carter naked on the windowsill, the rope of knotted sheets, the obvious escape attempt. For a long moment, neither of them moved. Then Dallas gave a long, deep, disappointed sigh. “Were you really about to climb out of my window naked?”

He was about to say something When the landline rang nearby. Prescott answered quickly. Then held it out, murmuring, "It's Director Dalton." Winston took the receiver. "Dalton. What's got you calling this late?" "Happy New Year, a little early," Dalton said, warm. Winston grunted. "That all? You're not actually planning on stopping by, I take it." Dalton laughed. Winston cut to it. "Out with it." Dalton cleared his throat. "I've got a daughter twenty-five this year, a couple years younger than Adrian. Just back from studying abroad. I was thinking, maybe it's time the two of them meet?"

Agitated by Jameson's words, Daisy rushed to Belbanks overnight in a drunken state. Winston was at home that night. Neil was helping him take his medicine, and Mandy was checking his blood pressure. Winston's blood pressure had been skyrocketing due to the stress caused by Alyssa over the past few days. However, as the chairman of KS Group and a magnate, he still couldn't find Alyssa. After a few days, he had transitioned from initial anger to a simple concern for his daughter's safety. His emotions gradually stabilized.

In the grand living room of the Redwine family, the air seemed to have frozen. Dallas' body swayed for a moment, almost collapsing on the spot. Wido, on the other hand, slumped to the ground, his lips trembling violently, unable to produce any sound. Gibson's vision darkened as he slowly tilted off the sofa, with only two words left in his mind. 'It's over.' "No, no, this can't be true!" After a brief moment of losing composure, Dallas, as if pricked by a needle, jumped up from the sofa. He pointed at his subordinate, looking almost frantic. "You're lying!

No doubt she had recorded until end, waiting until I orgasmed in the middle of the dance floor as his hands ravished me. That bitch. Before I could press “delete,” a branch snapped behind me. I spun around to see Dallas, head lowered with ominous eyes, as he stalked through the trees. His shirt was off as he pulled his sweatpants up over his briefs. Sweat glazed over his forehead and hardened chest. He used the shirt, wiping the glistening beads that smoothed over those crafted abs.

Rosina and Maddox, both looked at Winter who continued, "No, I mean...just think about it, Rosina. When we went through her phone she only talked to the baby daddy named 'D'. And the way he hugged her at this moment...as if, both of them are in pure grief." "Remember we saw him and Mrs Willow when we arrived after the birth..." she added. "Well, I must say... you guys are clever. But can you hide it from her?" "What do you say, Mr Dasher?" "And how do you know?" asked both of the girls together. "I keep track of my workers, I would say..." he answered simply. "Alright, we won't tell her..." both of the girls said at once. "Tell what?" there came the familiar voice and the breath hitched of R

He walks away from me and I cannot help but chase after “You did that on purpose” “Obviously, like I said Ashley, you are mine” “I was his too” Daryl spins around to look at me, anger rolling off of him “You are not Christians” I shake my head “Not Christians. Maddox said the same but after he beat me, a constant reminder”

“Anyway, let’s get ready. Julian must be getting tired of waiting for us.” I nod and help Dallas sit in his wheelchair. We make it to the elevator, and minutes later, we are sitting in the car. Julian talks about his cat, and once we park outside the gym, I can’t get out of the car fast enough. Hugo, Dallas’ professional trainer, is waiting for us inside, but as I roll Dallas forward, a female voice calls his name. “Dallas!” Dallas tenses up, and I turn around his wheelchair, watching as a blonde woman runs up the street. It’s Christina—Dallas’s ex-girlfriend. She is gorgeous, and I grow bitter seeing her large, fake boobs bounce up and down.

"By the way, How is your work going?...I heard the paycheck for a cleaner at Roberto's Luxury Empire is even higher than the salary of a director at other companies?" Christiana asked, her face etched with bewilderment. "Very funny, but it's true...My boss Wade Roberto is really doing a good job when it comes to the staff welfare." Daisy Hunter said, smiling gleefully. "What about Seth Nathaniel, when are you guys planning to do the wedding?" Vicki's voice was laced with a mixture of concern and empathy. Daisy Hunter found the question disturbing as she furrowed her eyes in bewilderment and stared at Vicki before managing to say, "We haven't fixed a date yet, we're both occupied with work at