Enoch O Connor Novels & Stories

The image landed deeper than any family obligation. I should never have left her. “So while I’m here, she’s attacking there,” Connor said quietly. “Get me on the next flight back.” Connor nodded. “I’ll arrange it.” I started down the hall, already reaching for my phone, but the sound of footsteps behind me made me stop. Enzo’s voice followed, quiet but sharp. “Wait.” He was holding a small flash drive, fingers tight around it like he was holding something dangerous. His face looked carved from something heavier than guilt.

Dante asked. Connor looked up, looking slightly worried to give his reply. "I... I worked as a double agent." He replied. "I'm loyal to Victor. He's like an older brother to me. He protected me from the rest as I grew up under them. I pretended to stay under E, and I helped Victor and a few other out of that town and into this. I give Vicyor updates of what E is doing while I do E's dirty work." "What kind of dirty work?" Elijah asked.

“I’ve sent all the supporting documents to your email, but you’ll need the background to understand what you’re looking at.” No one spoke. The room felt still, every breath held back. “Hannah Connor,” he began, “is the younger sister of Rachel Connor, the late heiress of Blackridge Maritime Group. There’s another sister, Blake Connor, but she avoids public attention. From what I gathered, she’s the mother of Drake Connor, the current assistant CEO.” Cassie’s fingers slowly curled against Franklin’s arm, her body growing tense, though she didn’t interrupt, didn’t say a word, as if something deep inside her already sensed where this was going.

Connor was not sure with the way he was slipping in and out of consciousness. He looked older than Connor remembered. He was now streaked with gray, but his presence was as solid as ever. Tino, the last man loyal to Alonzo Romano—Connor’s father, the former Italian mafia don before their world had been wiped out like ash in the wind. He had been in hiding for almost three years, just like Connor. And now, he was all Connor had.

“I don’t think that’s true. He just liked my essay.” Connor smirked, pushing his fries around. “He doesn’t like anyone’s essays, so that’s basically a miracle.” I shrugged, feeling my cheeks warm. “I just write too much. I can’t help it.” “Same,” Connor said. “Except my essays usually end up looking like I’m angry at the world.” Ethan snorted. “You are angry at the world.” Liam leaned back in his chair, chuckling. “Nah, he just hides it behind sarcasm.”

I had just made a new discovery. How didn’t I know? Connor’s last name is Ace? He is really that powerful? I should’ve known from the influence he’d used in getting me out of cell, the house, the cars, the maids. I was expecting him to be filthy rich, but really, this had exceeded my whole expectations. I’d been rude to the multi billionaire, Connor Ace is the world youngest billionaire and the most eligible bachelor, I’ve heard about him multiple times, but I didn’t get to see a picture of him. It all started making a lot of sense. I was already lost in my deep thought until the voice of the attendant jerked me back to reality.

“You don’t need an Alpha, Connie. You can be perfectly happy with an—” “An Omega?” Connie spat. “He’s an Omega. There’s no way I’d be able to bring him around my friends or my…” her voice trailed off and I felt Enzo going still beside me. I looked at him, confused, for a moment. “Your what?” I urged, but they both remained silent, staring at one another. I felt uncomfortable for a moment before Enzo finally spoke. “When did they contact you?” “Last year,” Connie answered, keeping her eye on Connie.

“Mr. Connor was once Rothesay’s business emperor and the richest man in Rothesay. He has been under a lot of investigation recently and has caused a huge commotion. Who wouldn’t know about him?” Charlotte then asked, “Now, tell me, do you think he’ll be in big trouble?” Mr. Jameson’s eyes dimmed as he responded truthfully, “It depends on the person who wants to bring Mr. Connor down. To what extent does this person want to finish this? Sigh! I’ve lived such a long life that I understand such matters quite thoroughly. Anyone who can threaten Mr. Connor’s status must be someone extremely influential and prestigious. Such a big-timer is literally a God to ordinary people like us. If he’s determ

Gio smiled even bigger. Noah had told Gio about Roni getting off the pill and that he might be a dad soon. This was no surprise. As much as Noah, who was an orphan, had always put up a front about not caring that he had no family and that his friends were his family, Gio knew having a family of his own was huge for him. Noah had been almost giddy when he told Gio about it. As young as Noah was, Gio had no doubt he was mature enough and could more than handle fatherhood.

I tried to be quick and not cause any disaster. "Excuse me." "Wait, Miss Collins," Nathan said, standing up. "Let me introduce my new assistant, Chris. This is Miss Katherine Collins." Mr. Johnson stood up. Why on earth was he introducing me? "Chris Johnson. Now I can say it's a pleasure, Miss Collins." "The pleasure is mine, Mr. Johnson," I say, shaking his offered hand.