Grayson Allen Gf Novels & Stories

That could mean something for us. Tessa kept walking, faster now. “I’m married, Grayson. Five months pregnant. You should have moved on by now.” He matched her pace easily. “There’s no moving on,” he said, voice low, almost gentle. “Not from you.” She stopped, turning to face him. “Stop. Just stop.” Grayson stepped closer, close enough that she could smell his cologne—same as always, the one that used to make her weak. “You can remind me you’re married every day,” he murmured. “Doesn’t change what’s true.”

I didn’t dare turn around, but I could feel Grayson’s gaze raking over me. “Amelia, isn’t it?” Grayson stepped closer, his polished shoes clicking against the hardwood floor. “Such a shame to see a bright student like you wasting her time on… this.” His finger trailed down my spine, slow and deliberate, before flicking my dress up, exposing my bare ass. I squeaked, trying to twist away, but Hale’s hold was iron. “What do you want, Grayson?” His voice was a low, dangerous snarl. Grayson chuckled, pulling out his phone. The screen lit up, displaying a photo of me, bent over Hale’s desk just last week, my skirt hiked up, his hand buried between my thighs. My stomach dropped.

This time Zeus' attention was on Sandra, waiting for her approval, she wanted to have that ten-minute conversation with Grayson and she shook her head maybe, she just realized her actions that she was being too dramatic and unreasonable. "No, I think we should have the ten minutes talk," she said finally "My name is Grayson, I am twenty-two, the gamma of Forest pack, nice to meet you Sandra, I wish you a safe drive home," he said pain flashing his eyes. "I said I am giving you ten minutes but if you don't want it, I wouldn't..." "I want it..." He said suddenly interrupting her, it was at that point that we realized that Grayson's hand had been outstretched to her all this time and Sandra for

He sighed, "I would have got here sooner but the earliest flight wasn't until this morning and I had to pay in person." I pulled back, feeling ridiculously pathetic as I wiped at my eyes, probably smearing whatever was left of yesterday's mascara. I glanced up at him, my breath catching as I took in the familiar face I'd missed so much. Grayson was towering at six foot six, dark-skinned, his short dreads framing his face. With those dark, expressive eyes and that easy smile, he looked the part of his profession. He had double piercings on both ears, adding a rebellious touch to his otherwise laid-back look. He studied my swollen face, his gaze softening as he let out a deep chuckle. "Damn, B

He simply walked toward Belle as his hands began undoing his tie. He had planned to have breakfast with Belle and then go straight to the clinic to check on Hunter's case, so he was dressed very neatly. He just ended up having to take everything off again. Belle's face was bright red, and she couldn't stop gulping at the sight of him slowly taking his clothes off. Grayson, at 30, was in the prime years of life, a time often considered among the best. He exuded elegance, possessed striking handsomeness, and maintained a fit physique.

Allison narrowed her eyes "Grayson? are you a long distant family member? I haven't heard of you before!" "No I'm Liam's wife!".

A coldness that most people could not approach. "Do you already have your certificate?" Sienna asked. "At home," Grayson stood up and said. "Let's go. I'll drive you to get yours." Sienna was a little surprised. "Are you going to apply for it today?" "Yes," Grayson said, looking at her. Sienna thought that it was going to be a fake marriage. She didn't think there was going to be a wedding feast and no notifying relatives and friends. She just bit down on her lip again and said, "okay"

She had grabbed his cap from his head and he was wrapping his arms around her waist and lifting her into the air as she giggled. I sighed and sat next to Allison. “Do you ever miss him?” She shrugged, “It was hard at the start, but not anymore. I have my own mate now... and sex with Milly is far better than it ever was with Mateo...” I snorted, “Then it worked out well for everyone. Annelise seems smitten enough with him.” Allison grinned as Mateo grabbed Annelise’s face and pushed his lips against hers. “They can’t keep their hands off each other.”

I had mentioned before was actually Master Danni's apprentice selection? His expression darkened, and he shot to his feet. Rushing down the hall, he collided with Sandra, who was carrying a cup of coffee. "Grayson!" The coffee spilled across his suit, leaving a dark stain. "Oh my god, are you burned?" Sandra exclaimed, panic written across her face, waving tissues frantically over him. She pressed close. The intense scent of perfume hit him like a wall, making him catch his breath. Grayson was allergic to strong fragrances. After our marriage, I had never worn perfume, even switching to lightly scented shampoo.

“I told you that Griffin is very powerful. There were many attendees, but he didn’t invite just anyone to the party. They are people with prestigious status and identities.” “Impressive, impressive! I wonder if Griffin is married. If I can latch on to him for the rest of my life, I don’t need to work a day or worry about anything else!” While the few female university mates were infatuated, Allana was rather shocked by the grand scene as well. Moreover, she could see that many of the attendees at the venue were reputable big shots. All of a sudden, she remembered something. She wondered if Zayn would come and join Hanson’s birthday party.