Novel & Cerita Grayson Mathers

wow. "Wow. When Mr. Gray brought in his brother last week they said his wife was in labor," I say as I remove the cuff and jot down her blood pressure. "Yes. Tabitha had her daughter last week and then Mariah had her daughter two days ago. It has been a busy week for all of us... It's so strange to hear someone call Fin Mr. Gray," Carmen says with a giggle, and my smile grows. So his nickname is Fin. The carefree-sounding name doesn't fit his stoic persona at all, in my opinion. Mr. Gray sounds more suitable. Then again, when he had spoken to her, he had sounded gentle and kind. Maybe he gets that from being a dad.

“I thought it was weird too, which is why I launched a detailed investigation into Greyson. After several days of tailing him and looking into him, I managed to find some information on him. Greyson used to be a gangster who took part in scams, abductions, fights, and brawls. He only got back on the right track two years ago when he opened his shop in the Western District. Since then, he has spent the years as a model citizen without committing any crimes.

Grayson mumbled. “Before Scarlett did you ever feel unwanted?” “Not exactly unwanted, but I knew I didn’t belong. I was different from my family and they expected so much from me. Only when I met Scarlett did I feel that I had a place I belonged and someone who really believed in me. And she let me take care of her.” “In what way?” Dr. Malik smiled slightly. Grayson glanced over at me. “It’s not really my place to say.” Dr. Malik’s gaze focused on me. “Um…I’ve struggled with a drug addiction since I was sixteen.” I whispered. “I’ve overdosed twice. Each time Gray has been there for me. Lee was too, the last time.”

“There’s this kid. Tyler. He keeps saying stuff.” “What kind of stuff?” Grayson asked carefully. The boy stared at the floor. “That I don’t have a real mom.” I inhaled sharply. “That my sister’s messed up because her heart was broken.” Grayson’s hands curled into fists. “And today?” I asked gently. “He said he said my dads are gross.” Silence filled the office. “And?” Grayson prompted, voice dangerously calm. “I told him to shut up.” Fair. “He pushed me.” My heart pounded.

I nodded and left, rubbing the ring along the way. Grayson and I entered my car and the driver hit the road immediately. “He isn't just a regular soldier of ours, he is a spotter.” Grayson said, handing me a tablet with the survivor’s info. I creased my brows at him. He seemed to have been working for our family for quite some time -fifteen years. “Mathew Nelson.” I read out his name and handed Grayson the tablet. “Let's hear what he has to say.” I rested my back, resuming the rubbing of my father's ring.

“These will make a lot of those payments seem like not enough.” “You'll do it then?” I ask him. “Consider it already done,” Grayson replies. “I hope we nail him to the wall.” Chief O’Malley chuckles. “This is going to be a bloodbath.” “I certainly hope so,” I tell him. He smiles a feral smile at me that makes me glad he's on my team. Senator Grayson wears a similar one. “We're going to get justice for your mother,” Grayson tells me. He smiles down at the folder. “Sweet, sweet justice. And maybe just a touch of revenge.”

he growled. " Watch your tone if you don't want to join them," I warned. He looked shocked by this but I only smiled sweetly at him. " My father is dead," " I know, welcome to the club. Mine too dead a few years ago by your father's hands, ironic," I said. " At least you have a mom... somewhere out there," Grayson's mother left when he was only three years old because of his father's sexual habits. He cheated on her all the time and publicly too.

The court lights glowed brightly as the players pushed themselves, laughing, cheering each other on, and giving it everything they had. By the end of the night, they were tired but happy, each player feeling stronger. With Coach Williams by their side, they knew they could face any challenge, whether at home or away. ****** Tristan sat in the living room, glancing at his watch, then repeatedly at the door. Over two hours had passed since he’d heard Aiden had left the house. His mom and her husband had retired for the night, leaving him alone in the quiet room. The silence made him restless, so he finally got up and went to the kitchen for a drink.

Then another. I tore my tie off and threw it across the room. I kicked the coffee table over. The glass shattered, but it didn’t satisfy me. I stood in front of the mirror. My face was pale. My lips trembled. “How did it all go to shit?” I whispered. The TV was still playing. News had already hit the press. ETHAN GRAYSON REMOVED FROM GRAYSON EMPIRES. INVESTIGATION UNDERWAY. I picked up the remote and hurled it. The screen cracked.

Grayson grumbled in my direction . "You were the one who brought a bloody body part to the meeting as evidence. We share a common enemy that should be enough. Or is it that an enemy of your enemy is still your enemy?" "If you were my enemy, you'd be dead," Grayson's words hit me like a arrow to the heart shaking me to my core. How could I forget who he was? A former Gamma, a cold blooded hunter and a bloodline Alpha. A man. All the qualities that made him a dangerous predator.