Eleanor And Hick Novels & Stories

Adrian didn't want to question her further, sensing her uneasiness. The secretary had been occasionally glancing at Rissa who stood a short distance from her. “Mr Grey, I think I will come back later”, she said, turning to leave. “It is Mr Hickson”, the secretary said hastily. Rissa stopped in her tracks and Adrian's eyes widened. “Rowen Hickson?” Adrian questioned suspiciously. “No, Mr Liam Hickson”, she said innocently. Rissa turned and exchanged knowing looks with Adrian who was as flustered as she was.

Ding-dong-- Ding-dong-- The doorbell made her jump. She shot upright so fast her knee slammed into the corner of the coffee table. "Hss--" She sucked in a sharp breath, clutching her knee as she hobbled toward the door. Outside, Eleanor stood in sunglasses, glancing around like she was doing something illegal. Cecilia opened the door. Arms crossed, she asked flatly, "What do you want?" Eleanor took off her sunglasses and walked straight inside. "Let's talk in private."

Eleanor smiled slowly, thinking it was time to extract some money from this money tree. - Inside Evergreen Palace, Helen sneezed repeatedly. As she was preparing for a nap at noon, she was informed that Eleanor and Jessica had arrived. Gillian furrowed her brow. When the two of them came together, it was usually for a specific reason.

Eleanor replied. "What's on the footage? Everything is well recorded?" Dave asked. Eleanor nodded her head even though Dave didn't see the reaction. "Yes, it was lucky that Mr. Ronald and Mahira's conversation was recorded. Too bad, I should have gotten a recording of the conversation that could have exposed Mr. Ronald's secret." Eleanor exhaled harshly. Her plan was to get the secret conversation that might reveal Mr. Ronald's scandal. She planned to frame Mr. Ronald using the recording of the scandal.

Her voice turned soft and sugary, deliberately pitiful. "Actually, I'm the one who asked to meet you here today." As she spoke, she reached for Cedric's hand on the table. "Eleanor just happened to pass by. She's only recently been brought back to the Cole family. She grew up poor–she could barely even afford food. She doesn't know anything about holographic games, let alone play them." Cedric jerked his hand away as if shocked, a flicker of disgust crossing his eyes. He turned to me, puzzled.

No one knew how much effort Bianca had put into dealing with Eleanor just now. That woman was too sharp. Her gaze alone was enough to make one's heart tremble! It was as if everything was within Eleanor's grasp, and she acted as if she wanted to grab the piece of pie in Bianca's hands! How could Bianca allow that? - Under the pavilion, Neil approached and respectfully greeted Eleanor. "Madam Holly." "Neil." "Yes, ma'am?" "You're becoming increasingly muddle-headed." Eleanor looked at Neil, her tone and gaze becoming sharper.

They stood together, savoring a moment away from the outside world. Meanwhile, in Michelle's office, activity buzzed around her. James was reviewing blueprints, and her assistant was managing her schedule. Renovations at the Hawthorne estate were moving to the next phase. Michelle had just completed a significant review when Eleanor entered unexpectedly. Eleanor walked in unannounced, wearing elegant clothes in ivory and beige. She exuded a new softness that caught Michelle's attention.

Eleanor shook her head and glanced at him. "Almost," She whispered, before returning her gaze to the system. Meanwhile, behind Eleanor, Toni had suddenly gone dumbstruck. She glanced at the computer screen and then at Eleanor's back before looking back to the computer screen. "How did you manage to crack the Huxton's code in a matter of minutes?" Toni found herself asking, truly confused. "Secrets," Eleanor muttered. Finally, after gathering all the information she needed, Eleanor logged out of the Huxton's firewall. Now, Toni's security, as well as theirs was safe.

Eleanor whispered his name until she was yelling it at the top of her lungs, her fingers grasping his hair firmly, on the verge of letting go. "Drakken, I'm going to...I'm going to..." she croaked out. "Not yet." Eleanor mewled in disappointment when he leaned back, reaching over for something on the nightstand. She watched with bated breath as he took out a condom, tearing the packet with his teeth and putting it on effortlessly. Very soon after, Eleanor felt the head of his cock right at her entrance and she went stiff instantly, hardly even breathing. "St-stop," she choked out. "Please, stop, I can't." She sat up abruptly with wide eyes.

“Did those guys hurt you? The ones who were” “No. Someone stopped them.” Eleanor forced herself to take another bite of noodles, buying time. “Some guy. He… he pulled me away from them Saved me, I guess.” “Okay. Good And then?” “And then we talked. He got me water Made sure I was okay.” Eleanor stared into her bowl. “And then I kissed him.” Tasha was quiet for a beat. “Okay. That’s not the end of the world. You were drunk you’d had a shit night, you kissed someone It happens.”