Novel & Cerita Emmett Bledsoe

she yelled after me. I walked into the kitchen to see Blake standing in front of the sink, his hands soapy up to his forearms as he dipped them back into the sink. He had on a tight white tee that showed off his rippling back muscles as he moved around the kitchen. My tongue darted out to wet my lips and I gulped at the sight. I stalked over to him, making sure to be quiet so he wouldn't notice and grabbed his ass, making him jerk in fright.

Before Christian could drag him out the office, shock bolted down our spine as Emmett revealed the backer. “It’s Donovan.”

“Wouldn’t it be easier just to tell her who you are?” “No. She is marrying Emmett Peterson, not Drake Spencer. Just because we came back and built Lester Drake Media from the ground up; doesn’t mean she needs to marry him” Emmett says to his best friend and business partner. The pair share the CEO responsibilities. Emmett or Drake as he is known in the company, is the more serious CEO. Whereas Lester is the face of the company and the more approachable of the two men.

If he only knew, I’d been here all along. "Seems like it's all in order. Get back to work. I've never personally met Mister Kinsley, but the way Mister Westbrook implied he's not a man to cross,” he said, shoving the letter back at me. "I'm just finishing up. Trust me, and I don't want to see this Kinsley guy angry,” I smirked, grabbing my things.

We three work at the school that I own. 3 years back, I made a private school ‘Bloomfield’ which is now a very reputable school for primary in NewYork. I work their as principal and CEO. As it’s still a developing school I don’t have much of head office. Just few employees for finance and marketing. Selena and Emerald have also their share in the school and COO. We have been together since childhood. I was tired of sitting here for quite some time. I picked up the magazine in front of and rummage through random pages. A news caught my eyes.

I mutter, pressing the volume up button. The news anchor’s voice fills the room. “Breaking news: Emmett Harrington, heir to the Harrington empire, has officially taken over as CEO of Harrington Industries. Known publicly as Emmett Brown, he’s worked undercover for the past year at Scott Galleries to gain insights for a major project he’s been developing. Sources confirm his plans to take the Harrington empire to the next level, with a focus on modern art. He credits his experience at Scott Galleries as a key influence in shaping his vision moving forward. The galleries have seen a spike in attention, with #ScottGalleries trending on social media...”

Emily Warner “Oh my god! Who is sending these flowers?” My mom asks as a huge beautiful pink and red bouquet is delivered at my door, Carter sneakily removes the note from the bouquet before my mom could see it and hands it to be. How does he do it so smoothly, I would have tripped like ten times trying to be slick? “That’s from me, I like sending Emily flowers out of nowhere.” He gives my mom, one of his heart melting smile as she says aw and buys his story.

I held Creed's hand as we just sat in silence. I didn’t know what to say, and I’m sure he didn’t either. He just rubs my hand with his thumb and I can feel him looking at me. I wouldn’t dare try and make eye contact because I know I’ll start crying again. I don’t want to cry anymore, so I did this. I killed him so what gives me the right to feel bad about it. hearing a knock on the door didn’t surprise me, I figured Alex would come in trying to see if he could help in any way. Creed let’s go of my hand placing it softly on my leg. Standing up he goes into the bedroom to get the door when no one enters. But to my surprise the one person I wasn’t expecting to show up did. Grams, she stood at t

Kenny's pov When the hunk of a man asked me for my name I hesitated only for a few seconds, my wolf has been screaming in my head about all four of them being my mates but I ignored her. I couldn't have a mate as I was destined to die after I kill the son of a bitch alpha. She tried to tell me something but I blocked her out, not wanting to get my hopes up of a happier life. That was why I decided to give them my name, I had nothing left to lose. "It's Kenny, Kenny McKenzie alpha of the extinct White Moon pack" I answered him with my head held high and shoulders straight. The shock and disbelief on their faces almost made me laugh, but the sadness of my words stopped that in its track, if I

I glanced at Williams, who remained silent, as if in pain. "It's nothing, Dean. A friend of mine came to visit, and I was happy about it all." Dean looked at Henry, who smiled and extended his hand for a shake. "Hi, my name is Henry, and I'm from the Lycan pack. I used to be a beta to Williams here, but I guess my rights have been taken away." I observed how Dean shook hands with Henry, then turned his attention back to me. "You need to rest, Sierra. You know I don't like seeing you this way."