Grease 2 Michael Carrington Novels & Stories

Or a combination of all of them. **** When we arrived at Michael’s building, a man waited for us in the lobby. He looked as if he were in his late forties, a hair taller than Michael yet they looked to be in the same physical shape. “Rainey, this is Sam,” Michael said. I shook Sam’s hand. “It’s nice to meet you.” I looked to Michael to explain who Sam was. “The pleasure is all mine,” he said. “I’m head of Mr. Carrington’s security and house staff. So if you ever need something, don’t hesitate to ask.”

When he spotted the human wall, he tried to peer deeper but failed to see anything amiss. "I'm heading back. You all go ahead." With that, he jogged back into the villa, leaving me to weep silently. "You probably don't know this yet, but your grandpa is terribly sick. Once he dies, Rose will become the new CEO of Gardner Corporation. At least now he'll have someone to keep him company in the afterlife," Michael said with a smirk, unable to hide the ambition and greed in his eyes. Then, he took out the butterfly knife I had gifted him and began cutting away a piece of my flesh—the part that contained the matching tattoo we had gotten together.