Grayson Riggs Novels & Stories

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.

Grayson ignored their greetings and entered the house, to meet his parents in the private lounge where they were eating freshly baked cookies with white wine while watching TV. He greeted them before taking a sit adjacent his mother who cried in disbelief and stood up to scold him for being so cold hearted and arrogant that he couldn't properly greet even her, who birthed him in pains. "I wasn't being arrogant mother. It's just that I'm so busy with work and have much things to attend to." He defended. "You've not only become shameless but an incorrigible liar," His father chipped in. "We called your secretary and asked about your schedule today and you are free, save only for the photo shoo

Grayson shook his head at his brothers teasing words then flipped him the bird, which resulted in James endlessly taunting him for the rest of the day. Grayson walked into his apartment and found two couch potatoes yelling and chucking things at the large flat-screen television, they hadn’t even heard him enter. He removed his shoes at the door before going straight to the fridge for three beers. He walked over to the couch and noticed that an intense rugby match had been on, which explains the yelling. James and Tristen were both extremely passionate about rugby after all they both were on the rugby team together through high school and college, James definitely would have started playing n

"I didn't say it had to be tomorrow, so just let me know it's on the table." "I really want to trust you. I want to think that you're only trying to do what's right and best. For Elijah. And maybe I would if you were Graham Phillips. But you're not. You're Grayson making out with Redwood. When a company gets in your way, you take them down and eat them. You take risks and move quickly with the jet set crowd—"

In the chaos, Mia got me out and into a car heading for Maine that same night. For five years I'd lived under another name, running this bakery, raising Claire alone. I stood up and started clearing the counter. The little TV on the corner was playing the financial news. A face I knew, and also didn't, came on the screen. Grayson, in a sharp black suit, was standing at a press conference podium. He looked thinner than he had five years ago, his cheekbones sharp, his eyes ringed with something dark and ugly. Those ice-blue eyes stared straight into the camera, empty, like two cold stones.

I'm always ready for you, Sir. Grayson slipped both phones into his pockets and headed back to his office, his mind spinning with problems he needed to solve: Morgan's threats. Riley Smith's violence towards Joy. Red.

The headline alone was enough to stop my breath. Breaking News: Billionaire Gideon Grayson Announces He is Now a Father—Alexa Sanchez Grayson Pregnant with Their First Child.

After they left, I took a car to the fake death service center. When I saw the silicone body, crafted to mirror me exactly down to the skin texture and most minor details, I couldn't help but be impressed by their skill. While I was still staring, a staff member handed me a contract. "Ms. Granger, we've booked your flight to Milanos and wiped all your identity records. The replacement is ready. On the day you chose, we'll make it fall from the banquet hall rooftop exactly as instructed. "From that moment, Elsa Granger will no longer exist—only Faith Winslow. Sign here if you're ready."

Grayson had given me one of his black and white football jerseys which I wore as a dress with my black Balenciaga's and Louis V fanny pack unde. My make-up was in the team colors as well and I had on my right cheek Grayson's number 85 in glitter. I had invited Min Jae who invited a few other people to come and support my man. The first half was amazing. Grayson moved like a machine and caught 8 out of the 12 passes that had been thrown to him.