Grayson Allen Gf Novels & Stories

he hears Kian's high-pitched voice and rolls his eyes. When Kian opens the door, Grayson almost chokes on his saliva after seeing his half-naked body. He just finished showering and has only a towel around his waist. "Grumpy?" Kian looks at him with confusion as he wipes his wet hair with a small towel. "What are you doing here?" "I'm here for the kid," Grayson can't help but take a look at his collarbone and his well-built abs. He wonders how a student finds time to work out.

Grayson and his parents were sitting right at the table. Anders and Marisol appeared to be uneasy when they saw her. “Hi, Gwynn…” Archibald, on the other hand, had never felt more at home. He said, “Grayson has remained single for the past few years! The moment he knew you were back, he practically begged me to set up a dinner date just so he could befriend you again. “Let the past stay in the past, Gwynn. There’s always a second chance for everything.”

She told the crowd of anxiously waiting fans about the latest news she had learned. "I'm telling you guys, Peerless Grayson shot all night yesterday for today's recital. He's already backstage and will be ready to start the recital in about ten minutes. He's a bit late because it's a long way from the set, plus the traffic is a bit more congested on Fridays. Everyone should be more understanding of him, okay?" At these words, the crowd of Grayson's fans let out sighs, feeling heartbroken that their idol was working so hard.

I felt something crack open quietly in my chest. "I thought I already addressed this through my PR team," Grey said, and his voice was completely calm, the kind of calm that had nothing soft in it. "But since you have chosen to come here instead, I will say it directly. So listen carefully because I will not be repeating myself." The crowd went so quiet I could hear the cameras clicking. "Annie is my fiancée," he said. "We are engaged and we have been in a relationship for over two years."

“I had Thomas take over. Even Owen told me to take off.” Maya looked up at him suspiciously. “Owen? One of the board of directors who is always on your other side?” She asked sarcastically. “What happened? Did he bump his head or something?” Grayson chuckled as he led her back inside the villa. “Playing nice because he knows he’ll be raking in additional green when Aurora opens,” he answered and stopped when he saw Cassandra. He glanced at Maya calmly and she told him who she is in a low voice. “Hello, Cassandra. My name is Grayson St. Claire. It’s nice to meet you. I’m Maya’s fiancé.”

Grayson would make sure of it. I missed everyone, I hope that Kayla would be happy with her mate and rekindled her friendship with her friends, they seemed to be close up to the point where Kayla found her mate. I knew I also had to contact my family and tell them the big news, surely they'd smell that I was with a child soon enough, but hopefully, I'll plan a little get together where I can announce Gray's and I big news.

He said, and I hummed in response. "Sir, the account number you send me is Mrs. Gray's unknown account... Unknown in the means, when she turns teens her mother opens a joint account on Allena's name, and used it for money savings and small transactions, but after some years that account had no transactions, and that account wholely transfer in the name of Allena Wotson. So that was not using by her now as she had her new personal account, but from last six years again transaction were held on that account but this time huge one. Second the account from whom all the money gets transfer to this account, is non other than, Chris Brown's personal accounts. He send money to Allena, from last six

Grayson’s terse text. She spotted him waiting beside his sleek black SUV in a dimly lit corner. Mr. Grayson, 48 years old, stood tall and imposing. His broad shoulders filled out his tailored suit. Silver hair showed at his temples. He radiated authority. A calm, predatory smile touched his lips when he saw her. “Raven,” he said simply. As she got closer she wondered what he had got on her bed on the text he sent and how bad it was. She stood in front of him and she suddenly felt like she couldn't breathe with the way the next few minutes played out.

Does he think that I owe him something? I don’t. I’m grateful, but that’s as far as it goes. His nails dig into my cheek. His thumb swipes across my lip. So much anger. His life is going just fine. He’s back at the top of his game. Amanda gave me the highlights from the last few games. Greyson has been on fire, leaving everything on the ice. He’s been interviewed for the local paper a few times. There’s been a feature in the New York Times, along with a smiling photo of him and his father, who attended one of them.

We didn’t think we should tell anyone just yet. I wasn’t even showing yet. We were going to wait until after our appointment. The safe period and what not. The drive to the doctor’s office was more nerve-wrecking that I thought it would be. Grayson and Grace were at school. When I thought Grayson was a giant at eleven. I didn’t expect him to be so big he makes me look like a little child. With a beard and a deeper voice, I honestly can’t tell the difference between him and Garret now.