Novel & Cerita Ethan X Heisenberg

It’s Ethan. He is here.

I don't want to complicate things between is any further Okayyyy Ethan's planning something big 😁😁😩😩 Watch out Ava

I don’t know what is so familiar about him but I want to know soon. “You will know soon”, he sounds like a man with limited words or maybe he is really serious about his job. “He looks strange”, I whisper to Xander but I feel like Ethan heard it too. In a blink of seconds, I see a sneak black Bugatti pulls up in front of us and sitting at the wheels is Ethan. He looks like he is the master of the car with his black leather jacket and black jeans. His scent is just as mysterious as the car standing in front of us.

"She's been avoiding me," Ethan said as he scratched his nape. We are at their house to help Chelsea for the preparation of our Moving Up. Chelsea is one of the representatives of our student body organization. The group volunteered to work here. Ethan's pertaining to Cheska. I don't know if he likes her or what. Ethan is a type of guy that's very secretive. We can't simply read what's running om his mind. He may always smirk, but those are just his mannerism to hide the real one.

he asks Ethan again. Ethan smirks. "We are just getting to know each other, Sir," "I see. So you two are just friends for now, eh?" Dad raises an eyebrow. "Yes, oh my god. We are just friends. Will you stop interrogating Ethan, please?" I say irritably. "Yes. Let's just eat," Mom agrees with me. We quietly eat for a while. "What's your last name, Ethan?" Henrik suddenly asks. Ethan swallows his last bite of steak and takes a sip of water before answering. "Bolkonsky."

a deep voice commands from the other side. With a deep breath, I push open the door and step into the spacious office. Ethan is seated behind his polished glass desk, his dark hair perfectly tousled and his eyes focused on a set of blueprints. He glances up as I enter, and for a moment, I'm caught in the intensity of his gaze. It's like he's studying me, peeling back the layers to see who I really am.

He walked down the stairs, and exited through the side door, heading to the balcony. After taking a seat on the couch, Ethan opened his laptop, and went to his search bar, typing in, "Harrison Rider." A couple of recent articles caught his attention, and he read it carefully. As he read further and further, his eyebrows furrowed together. "I am back. Let's see how much two years have changed things," Ethan said, staring at the exquisite family photo of the entire Rider family. Then he picked up his phone and dialed a number. It took only one ring for him to hear, "Sergeant, good evening."

Teresa murmured. After hearing her remarks, I burst out laughing. I saw Ethan concentrating on his book. But I might argue that his focus was not on the book and that he was thinking about something else. He was a reserved person. We were familiar with each other. Not only was my father his father's beta, but he was also his father's closest buddy. But Ethan had a past. Ethan was not the son of our current Alpha, Neil Iversen. He was the son of Alpha Neil's brother, Evan Iversen.

“Aisha means well, she just thinks I’m being brainwashed or crazy for being with you.” I can understand that. I wasn’t the best person to her when she first returned. I dug my fingers into my pocket, and we continued walking. I pulled the door open for her, and once I entered I started scanning the room. I immediately picked out the oddball. The cafe was empty at this time of the hour, only two seats were taken and they belonged to the two people I wasn’t ready to meet. Ethan was the only one I focused on. 6’2, slender but muscular build, curly black hair, golden hair, tanned skin, and a mean look on his face. He was facing the side of the door, so he saw me before I saw him.