Ethan Cutkosky 2024 Novels & Stories

Ethan resembled a teenager who got caught making out with his first girlfriend by his mother and I resembled a shaking leaf. Fun facts; 1. Ethan is a CEO of one of the biggest companies in the whole of New york. Winter Fox : Daughter of Nicholas Fox, An editor at the local Newspaper agency, a nerd and a Romance writer/ erotica (Which I rather eat my brother sock than my family finding out about it) “Get back here,both of you” he roars. We didn't need to be told twice. Ethan and I scrambled to our feet and took our respective seats ignoring the mess of the dining table.

George moved to London to work as a photographer where he met his wife who is heavily pregnant with their second child and couldn't travel. Next introduction is Ethan who is also part of the college gang. Ethan is a handsome and huge man who looks like he lives in the gym. All the groomsmen were supposed to wear pink tuxedos but Ethan decided to pull up in ripped jeans and a pink t-shirt. He looks like the type of guy who likes to stand out and break rules just because he can. It doesn't come as a shock that he's an artist. It also doesn't come as a shock that an attractive man like him has a drop-dead gorgeous girlfriend who is a runway model. God, I can't imagine what their babies will loo

I hesitated earlier than answering, my coronary heart pounding. “Anita Hayes,” a deep, surprising voice stated . “You’ve brought on pretty much a mess.” “Who is this?” I demanded. The guy chuckled darkly. “Someone who’s been cleansing up Grayson messes for decades. If you believe you studied you’re safe, you’re wrong. You’ve simply made yourself the largest goal withinside the game.” Before I ought to respond, the road went dead, leaving me gripping the telecel smartphone in silence. Ethan leaned closer. “Who turned into that?”

Ethan said, his voice sounding small and brittle. "Ethan," the voice on the other end was like a sheet of ice. "I trust you’ve seen the guest list for the gala. I’ve taken the liberty of arranging a table for you. You’ll be sitting with the Sterling-Holloways and the head of the Planning Commission. Alone." Ethan’s grip on the phone tightened. "Father, I’m part of a partnership. Liam Rossi is—"

As I walk in, he’s already there, sitting on a bleacher with a clipboard, looking way too eager for this stupid event. “Yo, Knox,” Ethan says, pushing his glasses up his nose. His voice is too friendly, like he’s trying to be my buddy. “I was just going over the notes. Skye left some stuff about the booth decorations, but I’m not sure where you guys left off. Wanna fill me in?” I drop onto the bleacher across from him, my legs sprawled out, and give him a hard stare. “Don’t know, don’t care,” I say, my voice cold. “Figure it out yourself.”

I asked him immediately. He only smirked and stood up. He was dressed in full corporate attire. The black polo suited him perfectly, sleeves rolled up to his elbows. Three buttons were undone beneath his coat, revealing a glimpse of the small tattoo on his collarbone. His man bun only made him look more infuriatingly handsome. What the fuck are you saying, Selina? “Nice to meet you, Ms. Moretti. I’m Ethan, Chairman and CEO of Winchester Armory,” he said casually, extending his hand toward me.

Wilma was right. Mila waves over one of the serving staff and tells her to show me to my seat while she and Luke move off to mingle with some of the pack members. I sit down, still feeling the stares and faintly hearing the whispers. I need a drink. Someone slides into the seat next to me that I’m assuming is supposed to be for William. I turn to see Ethan, dressed in a dark green tuxedo, the first top buttons undone, revealing a firm, toned chest underneath. He grins, handing me a flute of champagne. “Ethaniel Hugh Huntington the third at your service.” He says, nodding to the drink. “Or you want something stronger?”

His hand stayed longer on mine, rewriting my earlier thought that he might be avoiding people. Finally, the youngest-looking one stepped forward with both hands shoved inside his hoodie pocket. "I'm Ethan." He smiled sheepishly. "And before you ask, no, I'm not as quiet as I look. They just never let me get a word in. I'm an artist. Not a singer like James, more of a painter.” “That’s really cool. I’m a doctor,” I answered, sharing his excitement. I couldn’t believe I was actually meeting them after so long. “Alright guys, we can’t just stand here. Let's go somewhere private, okay?” Tyron said.

Luciano swiftly lights the cigarette, laughing as Rhys takes a long drag and exhales a stream of smoke. We're all in Club Blu's VIP section, surrounded by drinks, loud music, and colorful lights. Keon looks like he's in his element, energetic and starstruck by the guys he's always admired from afar. "Who was he, anyway?" Ethan presses his hand to Asael's chest, his eyes locked on Asael's face. The two of them are an imposing sight, with Ethan just an inch taller than Asael. I recall learning earlier that Ethan no longer attends school here; he's already graduated and is now working as an intern at his parents' company – a company he technically owns, along with much more.

I turned and looked around, my eyes met a pair of hazel ones. “Who's that man?” I asked Kate, gesturing at the tall blond who refused to look away. “Oh, him? That's Ethan. He's the Alpha of Raven claw pack. A notorious tyrant and a well-known douchebag who chases anything in a skirt” she wiped the cream off my lips with her thumb. “If you come across him, avoid him like the plague” “You think he's going to hit on a pregnant lady?” “He has been in a silent competition with Lukas for years. He would do anything to have what he has. Not only that. He's dangerous too. I heard his pack practices black magic”