Drake On Nash Grier Novels & Stories

Drake's growling subsides. Replaced by a dull ache. What have I done? #################

Chapter Thriteen Drake's POV I couldn't help but feel guilty.She didn't deserve all the lies I have been telling her.But at times you need to be a little selfish, I get to be myself with her and I don't think am ready to give up on that. "You won Drake." I wasn't even excited to win.I know she lost intentionally to make me happy. "I know you lost intentionally?" "Was it that obvious?" "Yeah..." I replied dryly and threw the controller on the floor.

Graham didn’t dare mess with him and stayed on the livelier side of the room, playing dice with several young models. Someone called Graham out; he left for a few minutes. The models perched on the high stools whispered among themselves, eyes drifting toward the isolated corner where Nicholas sat. “You’re gonna try to hook him?” “Don’t you want to?” “Wanting is one thing. Having the guts is another. Mr. Drake has a temper. I’m not approaching him.” “Coward.” “Like you dare?” “I came tonight for him.” “You’re wild. He’s married. He has a wife.”

Noel is a replica of Reyna, and it drives Killian insane. “Not sure I will be able to hear tonight with all the screaming.” Dray comments. “I’ll have to remember screaming bothers you and make sure I keep quiet from now on,” I tell him. “No you fucking won’t, I love hearing you scream my name all night long.” Dray growls. Drake looks at us with that sexy damn smirk on his face. I have no doubt that he heard every word we just said. These two are beyond ridiculous. Drake rubs my bump as our little girl decides it is time to start doing summersaults within my body.

Ruby glared at him fiercely and said, "Go away." Drake was overjoyed and exclaimed, "Alright!" After a tiring day, Drake collapsed on the couch as he returned to the Fletcher Manor. Frank mocked him, saying, "Hey, back from a date? What's the matter? So exhausted?" Drake glanced at him weakly. At this moment, Thea walked out, holding Thorne's hand. Thorne gradually asked Drake, "Could we obtain any reliable information from her?" Drake, almost dying, said, "I am being played to death by her. How can I have the energy to charm her?"

Drake saw Nyra being pushed into a tree. Her hands are tightly pulled behind her back. And her attacker is trying to tear her clothes. He immediately went and pushed the guy away from Nyra. Louis was roughly pulled away from behind by someone. He looked up and found the furious face of none other than his nightmare Drake Hamilton. "No, no" Louis chanted with fear. He started to crawl backward in fear. Drake reached him in just a couple of long strides and pulled him up by his neck. He started to squeeze Louis's neck tightly.

He licks his teeth. “Your parents were pillars of this pack,” he says. “I supported them generously. As I have supported your hospital, your school, your daycare.” “Put a plaque on your cell,” River mutters. Becky’s fingers tap code like teeth clicking. “Hospital,” Grady says, ignoring the bait. “Tell me why one of my nurses thought she had orders to bar my Beta female from the wing.” Drake’s brows go up. He makes a show of consideration. “Miscommunication?” He says, voice bored, eyes glinting with amused malice.

"Save it, Bianca. I'm not stupid, and I'm not in the mood for your games today. Leave. Now." "Is everything okay out here?" Drake's voice cut through our argument. I turned to see him walking down the stairs, his hair slightly damp like he'd just gotten out of the shower. He was wearing a simple t-shirt and jeans, but somehow he still managed to look good enough to make my breath catch. "Drake." Bianca's voice immediately shifted to something soft and breathy. "Hi. I was just—" "She was just leaving," I interrupted, holding up the folder. "She came to drop off files for Chris."

She was breathtakingly sweating so was Drake. "Y-You stop. . . Why?" she asked, panting. Drake smiled devilishly. "I want you to grind on top of me," he said and turned his back. Emily watched him walk towards the grand piano. She bit her lower lip and imagined something sexy in her mind. 'Oh, your kink is in the grand piano, Alpha,' she thought. She followed him. She swallowed a lump in her throat when Drake stripped his boxer and welcomed her with his massive and hard erection.

Betsy’s POV Immediately he said those words, we all fell silent. The three of us made the space seem smaller than it was. The first one to say something was Nick. “What the hell are you up to?” he shot the question like a bullet, and already his body was already set to push Drake back outside. Drake did not move at all. He remained calm and composed at the door with arms hanging loose and a calm face. “I came to see my best friend’s little sister,” he replied nonchalantly.