Devon Sawa Relationships Novels & Stories

Noah murmured softly, his voice sounding high and weak as Devon came close. But Devon did not even slow down. His handsome face was completely cold like ice, and his sharp eyes had no warmth or recognition at all. He did not look at Noah, nor did he do like someone had just spoken to him. As he walked past Noah, Devon spoke. "Mr. Sawyer," Devon said sharply, his voice full of cold and distant. "If you are here to talk about your family's business plans, talk to my secretary during work hours." Before Noah could even blink, Devon walked right past him without stopping for a single second. His tall body disappeared down the hallway, leaving only his strong scent behind.

"Go fucking dance or something and act like you didn't see me." Ash nods. "I thought that your presence here meant that you accepted my offer, considering I'm the one who got you the invitation to begin with." Devon deliberately ignores him. That isn't a lie, Ash did get him the invitation, but that was a month ago, before he decided that he wasn't going to work for him. He should've chucked the invitation in the bin, but he liked coming to places like this. He'd always hear bits and pieces of something big and tonight was no exception. He liked being informed. He didn't think Ash would spot him, or rather he didn't care if he did.

he called out again. "Yes," Bryce replied shifting his gaze to his father. "Did you hear anything I said?" Devon asked. "Yes, I did," Bryce replied relaxing in his seat. "Okay, so that is what I came here to tell you. This is why I didn't accept your relationship with her. Susan on the other hand is a good girl. We raised her since she lost her parents and I know she is a good woman for you," Devon said. "I know this is not the right time to ask this of you but please, I want you to consider Susan a life partner. She will make you a good wife. Think about it," Devon said and stood up to leave.

"Stop all drug supply to Mikequel Christoper! And return double the money received from him." "Yes, sir." Devon switched off the phone unilaterally. He looked down at his right hand, blood still clinging to his palm. He slapped the face of a young woman he would trust as his bottom. "I bet she's more brutal than Alaric's son and daughter," Devon thought. *****

It's okay you both can have your seat and stop staring at me like some newly won trophy" Immediately I walk towards the table hitting Devin slightly as she drags her feet towards the table, I can tell she slightly shy and embarrassed, I take my time to observe the lover whom had broken her heart and I must day he is handsome but not as much as myles, He smiles at me and I smile back before turning to face Devon as i pull out her for her, "Hello Devon" He says smiling at her and waving just like he didn't just end the 23 year relationship they both shared I scoff hard and loud not caring if anyone could hear me but I'm open to fights there's this part if me I've been dying to test,

Some girls stole glances at Devon, of course they hoped this guy would ask them out. Devon’s appearance is not bad, this time he wears jeans that match the color of his jeans jacket. But what gives him more value is the BMW car keys that are in hand. The BMW SUV type is indeed the latest release and the paint is still very shiny. Of course this made his appearance look great, and everyone thought Devon had much money on his wallet. “You want to see me? For what, will our meeting be profitable for me?” the woman Devon was calling Asked. Devon was silent and let the woman he called keep on talking. She is Sabrina Collins, ex-wife of Erick Dalton. Both names do have their own story with Nicko.

Devon said, wiping the blood coming out of his knee. Saul pulled Devon’s head behind holding his hair and slapped him left and right till his cheeks turned red. “This is something in which you're absolutely right. Our wedding is indeed made in heaven and we are unbreakable.” Saul took out the belt from his pants and gave a whip. Devon cried in pain and sputtered out. “Do you remember Cassandra Smith and Tiya Smith? I have been in love with Tiya for nine years now and I want to marry her.”

Devon was a key staff member in the company, and I would hate to do something that would not only affect the man, but also cause a rift between Mark and him. I recalled that when Mark was in coma and I stayed in the hospital to nurse him back to health, Mr. Devon was the only man who came regularly to see how Mark was faring, and when the company was about to be taken away from Mark, he was the same man who took every necessary measure to ensure that even in coma, Mark still had his company. From what I knew being married to Mark, Mr. Devon was more than a company staff member and a lawyer. He was a significant figure in Mark’s family.

"What's your connection to my son, Sebastian?" Semil questioned Devon. Throwing him an intense streaming glare. Devon paused. "Once upon a time, we looked at each other for too long to be friends. After that..." Devon walked into the house leaving the alpha with more questions than answers. Semil struggled to understand the little god. He was complicated. He let out that which he thought was relevant and exited a conversation leaving much to the imagination. The way he spoke and acted, was calculated.

BAE: omg lol x o x o BAE: you’re so hot x o x o DEVON: So are you. I keep thinking about the other night BAE: me too. No one’s ever got me off like that b4 x o x o DEVON: if you think that was good, wait for the Winter Ball BAE: Lol I can’t wait, I keep daydreaming about you tbh x o x o