Ezra Fitz Pll Novels & Stories

"Now you look like someone who won’t get flattened in the first five seconds." "Gee, thanks," I muttered, rolling my eyes. Ezra laughed, clearly amused by my irritation. "Don’t take it personally, Astrid. You’ve got potential—you just need to learn how to use it." We spent the next hour running through drills. Ezra was surprisingly patient, explaining techniques and correcting my form without mocking me too much. He was relentless, though, pushing me to keep going even when my muscles screamed for rest. "Again," he barked after I failed to land a proper strike for the third time in a row.

Even if she turned out to be a past flame or something, he wasn't about to suddenly become the CEO who hooked up with one of his designers in the office. "I'll see you in 20." Ezra hung up the phone. He opened his bottom drawer to put in a file but he stumbled upon Emma's resume. He let out a sigh. "So this was where you were hiding?" He had been searching for it to add to the pile of resumes he had collected, but it seemed this one enjoyed playing hide and seek. He put the resume back, stood up and grabbed his suit.

Helen replied, her voice a bit unstable Ellie took a deep calming breath as she entered the waiting room, she was a bit amazed at the person in front of her, he was tall, handsome even with the scowl on his face, well built in the right places, he has a powerful aurora about him. He must be Alpha Ezra Beta or Gemma. When he saw Ellie he bowed a little, a sign of respect. “Why are you here?” Ellie concluded not to beat around the bush this time “Alpha Ezra wants you to take your position immediately” He also went straight to his message

“Busy preparing for the wedding with Miss FitzAlan?” The words were delivered in a tone so mild they might have passed for polite curiosity. They were not. Ezra’s smile did not falter, but his eyes sharpened slightly. Ah. So that was how it was going to be. “That,” Ezra replied smoothly, adjusting his cufflinks as though the topic were utterly trivial, “was merely a marriage arranged by my father. Hardly my personal ambition.” He tilted his head, gaze sliding toward Ava in the back seat. “However,” he continued, “I must congratulate President Vanderbilt on his own successful engagement. The young lady from your past, wasn’t she? Your first love. Victoria, was it?”

You will have to buy them," Ezra stated with a sleek smile, knowing the stupid fool had no money to his name. The only thing Liam was good at was spending money on lavishly expensive cars, designer clothes, and women. "Bullshit!" Penelope cursed. "I knew it; he turned back on his stupid words!" "Penelope shut up!" Liam yelled. Deep down he was a little scared. He earlier fought he had won and the fool was busy wallowing in misery to care about the stupid company. However, Ezra's proposal was the normal procedure, especially since he was the major shareholder. "How much are we talking about?" he asked. "Thanks to you, the shares are almost worthless, so I won't sell," Ezra replied, confusing

“Hmm... They don't want a commotion it seems. Ok, see you later. You'll have your order in a few minutes." Connection off. Ezra shoved his cell phone into his trouser pocket and jumped off the cement steps. He stood in place, behind a set of silenced gun with small shells. He would fire from a four hundred and fifty yard radius. His target is a corrupt minister who spends the night with his mistress in a luxurious suite he bought with money he stole from tax-paying Chicagoans.

“I had already started looking.” I frowned. “You what?” He shrugged, like it was nothing. “You’ve been on edge since the meeting. I figured it was a matter of time before you asked.” That was Dylan for you…. annoyingly intuitive. It was one of the reasons he's been my top man for the longest. Not only is he smart and thinks like me, but he's also good at anticipating needs and proffering solutions. “So what did you find?” He took a slow sip before answering. “A little trail. It's faint, but real. Ezra’s been transferring funds through a shell company, suspicious large amounts… one that used to belong to the Romano family.”

"Especially after seeing those two today. Thanks for wrapping this. And for not ratting me out yet." Ezra gave a small shrug. "Don't thank me too soon. We still have work to do. But yeah, this rivalry thing feels different now. You're not just some cocky leader anymore." Dane tested his ankle and winced slightly. "You're not as much of an asshole as I thought. Still arrogant though." Ezra laughed once. "And you're still stubborn as hell. Rest that foot a minute. Then we try one light drill before calling it. Deal?"

Ezra then glared at me; he leaned so his lips could reach my ears as he whispered, "Stop staring at his abs. I'm not jealous but... whatever." "I'm Reid, by the way." The guy In front of us handed his hand to me. "Back off, dude." Ezra pushed him. Reid laughed as he shook his head. "He's possessive, isn't he?" Ezra glared at me. I bit my lower lip to stop myself from smiling. He was so cute. His ears were red as if he was really pissed at his friend. "What do you need, Reid?" Ezra's brows were crossed. I almost chuckled.

He valued their business relationship greatly as her company was one of his mighty foreign investments. Hyeong smiled and nodded. “Go now, don’t keep your Fiancée waiting.” Without further delay, Ezra stood up from his seat, racing with long strides towards the door. Even after exiting Ritalorics, he refused to slow down his strides.