Goodwill Sir Tyler Novels & Stories

"Tyler, I haven't settled the score with you from last time! And now you've broken my brother's arm? I must teach you a lesson today!" Tyler, a former soldier and part of Micah's crew, was unafraid of those people. "You won't be arrogant for much longer. After tonight, you'll all be prisoners!" That caused an uproar of laughter—so loud it made people dazed! Grace covered her ears, trembling, afraid to look at those people.

One of the girl asked her, "What do you think about him?" Elaine who was lost in her own thoughts looked at her, "Huh…uhhh..he is nice." "Just nice. Elaine are you blind? Sick probably? He is Michael Tyrell the boss of the top most company 'Tyrell group' of the legendary 'Tyrell family." The girl emphasized each of the word.

Sally covered up herself with a silk bathrobe and said to Maya, “But I have to say, Maya, I was shocked when you messaged Oli and me on F******k that you were Russia. Speaking of which, where is Oli?” “Right here, darlings.” A young man strutted his way downstairs with a smirk- it was Oli, the Russian billionaire owner of the bar. He brushed his hair back and continued, “Is he out?” Maya nodded, “I’m really thankful for you two.” “Don’t mention it, and we’ve been friends since the orphanage.” Sally smiled gently.

“Bitch please, this is not a movie where I’ll act like your hidden mistress while you play the part of the respected lord who cannot be seen with his mistress. I don’t like you you don’t like me so live please.” Tyler smiled. I hated that he was so handsome and his smile was probably the hottest thing since I learned that dicyanoacetylene had a high boiling point of about 4000°c or thereabout. “If only you knew what I knew Underwood, maybe then you’d learn that an alliance with me would not be so bad.” Before I could respond Tyler was by the window climbing out. Good riddance. But I couldn’t keep myself from asking myself what he meant with his last sentence.

That man's name is Tyler, he is an orphan and he is most talented warrior, he is also kind and very respectful towards others but Max hates him the most, he always abuses him the most and has asked fro a lot of money from him. Hayley clenched her fists when she heard this, she lookedthe young man and said, "thanks for telling me what is your name though?" "My name is Matt alpha." "Thanks Matt you may go now." Matt gave her a nod and then left. "Where is the damn money!" Max said as he slapped Tyler again. Tyler's eyes were wet and he and was trembling, he was tired and exhausted, but above all he was scared as he said, "sir... I... don't have anymore money... just give me some days...."

I had responded him rudely. “Issac is perfect! You know nothing!” “You’re still so young, Ty—” “That’s none of your fucking business! Unless you want me for yourself!” “Tyler!!!” My mother had yelled. “You crossed the line!!! Apologize!” “Neverrr!!!!” Issac had been a knight in shining armor before our marriage. He had been at the police academy with a bright future. His parents had been rich and he had portrayed himself as a romantic hero who couldn’t find his Miss Right. He had treated me like I was his princess, and I had believed that despite the red flags.

I studied Tyler with a mixture of doubt and curiosity. "Do you really believe that Alpha Norton will be of help to us?" I asked, my voice tinged with uncertainty. I think I've also heard whispers and rumors about Norton, but I couldn't help but question the validity of those claims. Tyler met my gaze, exuding a quiet confidence. "Yes, Blake, I do," he replied assuredly, his voice steady and resolute. "I have a history with Alpha Norton, a secret alliance from a bygone era. Although it has been a long time, I am certain he won't hesitate to reciprocate the favor." Folding up his sleeves, he continued, "I helped him in a critical time. There's nothing to worry about, Blake. I got this. I think

I could feel his cock throbbing inside of me and moved against him a little bit more, as my body continued to buck with the intensity of my orgasm “Yes ahhh ..”I moaned “Yes baby moan for me as I own ur body ,just how I fucking bought you with my money..” I frozed ,the moan stopped in my throat What the fuck I was sold to a billionaire

and for Duncan. " Maybe you don’t like it, and if you don’t want it all right. But I don’t need an expensive dinner, Mrs. Valois." She looked into François' sparkling green eyes, and knew he was not trying to compel her, that was really a request. And it didn’t seem to have any hidden intentions... She pondered it, and realized that he had helped her greatly. Much more than anyone has helped her since Duncan’s death, as the person in the letter who led her consolidated into the presidency, she could not thank that person appropriately.

After the elevator doors had been opened countless times, Cory finally saw that familiar figure. Delbert stood tall against the light. His aura was kingly. "Sir, you finally came. Please discipline Ms. Harriet, or else Mr. Trevor will be dead," Cory said. "He deserves it!" Delbert said before heading ahead. The employees felt his strong aura and instinctively made way for him. They had no idea that the tycoon standing before them was that assistant with black-framed glasses and bangs from yesterday. "Delbert, help! Harriet is hitting me!" Trevor pitifully said.