Finding Carter 2 Novels & Stories

I narrow my brows at his use of that vulgar term again, hating how crass it is. “Okay I will. From this second until further notice. I’m not giving you sex. You can try all you like, but I am not yielding to you.” I pout, sticking my chin in the air and smirking like a diva. “Wrong thing to say to me. Never challenge a Carrero, baby.” Arrick pulls the car into a turning, looking away before his attention is back on me and I realize he’s heading off course to home, heading into an underpass off the freeway and turns down into a tunnel at a faster speed until we slot into dimness. He stops the car suddenly, in a darkened tunnel, unclips his belt and gets out. Like a flash of decision, so fast

Despite that, I have a deep affection for all of them, including Carrington. I hope to win him over eventually, and I think I know just the person to give him a run for his money. However, I'm not quite sure how to convince her to travel to Wyoming. I doze off during the drive, and when I wake up, we're pulling into my driveway. As we round the bend, I spot my trailer and a group of people unloading my horses. Mrs. Carter is among them, and I see her and Emberlynn carrying items from their car. Cort looks at me and gives me a charming smile, bringing my hand to his lips.

Jack's words hung in the air as he opened the car door and stepped out, leaving me in a state of shock and disbelief. My mouth agape, I watched as the man from the pursuing car emerged. His body was adorned with tattoos, a clear indication of his affiliation with a certain lifestyle - perhaps a dealer or a gang member. A sudden realization hit me like a ton of bricks. Could Jack be involved in something dangerous? Was he hiding something from me? The questions swirled in my mind, adding to my mounting fear.

“Yep. Rumors are absolutely spreading.” I tore my eyes away from Takoda's gaze. muttering, “Excellent. That’s just wonderful.” “You say that,” she muttered, shifting her weight, “but your face says emotionally compromised.” Before I could threaten her with bodily harm, a dark gray pickup pulled into the booster parking lot near the stadium entrance and Carter climbed out of the driver's side, wearing a black jacket with a gray Black Hollow Wolves logo stitched near the chest. Harmony followed my stare, her brow furrowing. “Okay, why does he always arrive like a rich villain in a CW show?”

He was desperate to prove himself, to demonstrate his own appeal. Less than thirty minutes later, he sent me a video. In the dim lighting, they were holding hands. Charles's raspy voice asked, "Do you like me?" The camera shook, showing Susan sitting on his lap. They were making out passionately, and soon things escalated to something explicit. The sight made me sick to my stomach. Despite that, I saved the video. Charles, brimming with arrogance, texted. [Did you see that, Angus? I stole your credit, and I took your woman too!]

He brushed past me, his presence brushing me, like static across my skin. Outside, some guy handed him a fat envelope. Carter flipped through the bills, his face unreadable except for the little tightening of his jaw. Then he shoved it into his pocket without a word. He and I stepped outside the stadium and Carter waved at his boys. I remembered them from the night of the mayor's ball. They made some smart comments that I didn’t pay any attention to. We made it to the parking lot, and my stomach dropped. Two punks were bent over my car, siphoning gas like it was theirs.

Carter walks beside me toward the waiting Tesla while security keeps photographers at a distance exactly like he promised earlier, so there won't be any internet humiliation on my side. I slide into the backseat beside him again, and the drive back to the residence is quiet. We're both exhausted. Courtney’s voice still rings inside my head, "Bring your plus one tonight." So I'm really going to the Ford mansion today. Crazy. I glance beside me briefly, and Carter’s looking through something on his phone while loosening his tie, and somehow, that tiny movement is so sexy. “You’re thinking too loudly again.” Carter says without even looking at me.

Carter answers her and walks off with her and the girl trailing behind him. The feed goes black but we can still hear what’s going on. “ I want the second team to move in before the ceremony and get the girl and the twins out before the moon rises” Bert nods and takes out his phone to shoot off a text to move in. ‘Soon I will have you by my side and I will force you to bare my child and bring forth a new breed in hunters’ I think to myself as I look at the silver fur of Ferrah as she stands over one of my men before ripping his head clean off his body.

"Will Carter be reinstated as CEO following today's verdict?" "What's the status of the Yamamoto merger? Carter's security formed a channel. They moved through it with the particular momentum of people who had decided that stopping was not an option. Maeve kept her eyes forward. She'd learned this in the past two days — don't scan the faces, don't make eye contact, don't give the cameras a reaction they can frame as anything other than motion. At the building's side exit, two cars were waiting. Carter's driver. Marcus's car behind it.

Carter in the parking lot when I saw him coming out of the elevator. His face is as cold as ice. Without saying anything, he got into the driver’s seat and started the engine. Seeing this, I quickly opened the door and sat in the passenger seat. Soon, the Black Roll-Royce swerved around like a wild beast that had lost control. Just like that he drifted the car and charged it out of the garage. Seeing this, I was scared out of my wits and hurriedly grabbed the steering handle. “Mr. Carter, why don’t… why don’t I drive instead? “