Donald Reese Novels & Stories

“Reese!” Reese Niall Silvestre is a Professional Doctor. He’s the one who monitored Annalise when she got into an accident because Zeno can’t trust the Doctor. Since Reese was a family friend of Thaddeus, he knew that he could trust this guy. They became close, especially when they were just in the same circle of friends. Reese is also a member of the Mafia Organization, but he chooses to live peacefully and focus on his career. Sometimes, he helps his friends when they need backups, but most of the time, he’s working his ass out in his hospital.

"I'm listening." "Ronald had had them all over, Minta, Stella and Reese at his house, this was after he had married Minta. They were talking about dreams and all of that outside when the housekeeper had served them with a bottle of wine. Reese had very rudely told the man that he didn't want wine but whiskey. Ronald had rejected him talking to the house keeper like that but Reese had said that he could not make a good leader if he could not control those under him, and he had left. That was the last time he had seen them together. And the next time he heard the name Reese was when he became CEO of Callaghan's Holdings." "They had a fight. He had every motive then." Lucas states, his voice hi

“It seems that Mr. Reese’s death has something to do with Ken.” Edison did not understand the matter. “Ken has gotten so many benefits from Mr. Reese. If it wasn’t for Mr. Reese, he wouldn’t have been able to climb up to where he is today. Why would he kill Mr. Reese?” Nollace looked out the window. “Perhaps it was to get Donald to come at me. As long as Donald and I start a war and get hurt in any aspect, he’ll be able to take advantage of the situation. And as long as the Knowles end up in a tough spot where we can no longer recover from, it‘ll do him good.”

They just end. And mine with Damon Vitale was over. For good.

“Don’t worry about it too much, the notice will go up on the board and people will volunteer and write their names down on your team. You’re the new Luna, people will want to see what you can do.” The hours passed and by lunchtime Reese realized that all five of her appointments hadn’t shown up, hadn’t even called to rearrange or explain. She kept herself busy in her lab, sorting through specimens and finally mixing the extracted oil from the Rainbow Flower, as she’d named it and started experimenting. Troy didn’t come to get her at lunch and she didn’t feel like eating in the dining hall without him. Julian had left for food so they could eat in their office and Reese sighed as the telephon

Donovan insisted. I looked at Kiara, and she shook her head negatively. I knew she could sense his emotions. I knew he was lying to me before I even looked at her. I just couldn’t help praying to the Moon Goddess that I was wrong. “Open the door, Dominic,” my mate, Ellen, screamed from outside as she pounded on my office door. Reese was the one to step over and let her in. She briefly looked at Reese and Kiara before her eyes snapped to Donovan. Gone was the love and affection that she always held for him. All her eyes held now was anger.

Kat says. “Eww, He is my brother. He is a very sweet guy. You two should meet up. He has had a few wives himself. You can swap horror stories,” Reese says. “Set me up. I need some flavor in my life,” she says. Reese reaches for the bottle, “I think we finished it,” she says. Kat looks at the bottle, “Yeah I think you are right,” she says. “I think I made my decision about what to do,” Reese says.

Come finish what we started. I flipped the phone face down. Donald noticed. “Him again?” “Yeah.” I sighed. “He wants me to choose. But I can’t right now.” Donald leaned closer. “Choose what feels right for your future. Not just what feels good in the moment.” Before I could reply, the library door opened. Wesley walked in, soaked from the rain, eyes locked on us. “Nice rehearsal,” he said loudly, approaching the table. “Donald helping you practice lines while I helped you practice moaning?”

“I’m sure that he’s told you that we Doms have a thing about needing to hear you say that you’re okay. You need to use your words.” “I’m embarrassed. You know why we’re an hour late.” Chuckling, Reese squatted down and pushed his sunglasses up on top of his head. “Not sure if you’re aware of this, but I have kids. Three of them infants. I know what you were doing.” “I just want to pretend that you don’t.” she admitted. “Okay.” He agreed and she looked at him in surprise. “Okay?” “Okay.” “Just like that? You’ll pretend that I wasn’t just… less than thirty minutes ago?”

Still, I stood out here and couldn't do anything other than watch the gentlemen behind the glass wall as they congratulated themselves on being the creators of the world. It took several minutes until the three of them finally got a little exercise. Diccon rose and held out his hand to Reese again. Then he said something to his muscleman ... uh, I meant, of course, to his son. Only then did Reese turn away and walk towards the door with Anton. His gaze fell on me before he even touched the handle and he didn't look too satisfied. If he didn't get a cigarette soon, he would surely want to hurt someone. I pushed myself off the wall as the two of them stepped into the hallway. "Well, is the men