Novel & Cerita Jonas Knox Wikipedia

Done. The door opened without a knock. Jonas stood in the doorway, his frame blocking the light from the bedroom. He was dressed in black—slacks, a button-down with the sleeves rolled to his elbows, the fabric crisp even in the humid air. His hair was damp and combed back, not a strand out of place. His eyes were the same pale gray as the tiles beneath my feet, cold and unreadable. He didn't speak. He didn't need to. I straightened, my fingers curling around the edge of the sink. "I thought—"

but they didn’t move, and another figure emerged from the doorway. His body shadowed over Vexia. Knox. He is so calm, his aura heavier than any other wolf. Knox is wearing his silver mask, which is shining in the light of the day. This man looked untouched and unbothered. He is always like that, as he is the King of this world. Knox took two steps and stood beside Vexia. He slid his arm around her waist and pulled her close to his body, as she belonged to him.

Special Guest For Special Hole 1 Knox I stood backstage, arms crossed over my broad chest, trying to look like the ex-military hardass everyone saw when they looked at me. Knox Reed. 29 years old. 6'3", built like a tank, covered in tattoos and scars from two tours overseas. No one would ever guess that deep down, I was a broken man with a greedy, ruined hole between my cheeks. My husband, Marcus, died in the same ambush that put me in surgery. The explosion fucked up my pelvis and lower abdomen. The doctors had to reconstruct everything. When I woke up, my asshole was… different. Extremely elastic. Almost no pain. It could take anything.

It was nice that Teddy and his wife were kind enough to send me a gift. Knox was at our door at the right time, at sharp 7 pm, wearing a formal shirt and pants that I told him to wear. He looked good in this formal attire. Honestly, he had a handsome face. He just needed a little decoration to shine. His back-brushed blond hair was that night’s decoration.

I asked offering him cup cakes. Knox closed his laptop and sat up straighter. He wore simple black jeans and a snug tee that read this alpha is taken which I actually liked. “Meeting. Crux said we will be having an important meeting.” I nodded and looked at his shirt. “Cool shirt huh.” Knox looked embarrassed but cleared his throat. “You got a mate?” “Yeah,” he said.” There was a silence between us but Knox cut it. I could see his Adam apple bobbling up and down due to his swallows as he watched me.

I only managed to nod and watch him walk towards the door where Devin stood with a grimace on his face. Oh no. Knox smirked at Devin mockingly. 'Just go,' I silently wished. They're like two beasts ready to bite each other's neck off if one makes a move. “Nice meeting you,” Knox offered his hand, “I'm Knox Collins.” “I don't care,” Devin growled. “Griff,” I whispered to my son who was looking up at the two huge figures in front of him. Knox chuckled, “I'll see you later, Sweetheart.” He called out to me before pulling open the door and disappearing as it closes.

And now that he’s pulling stunts that involve hospital beds and security violations, I can’t afford to hope he’ll magically change course. He won’t. Not unless someone forces him to. And that someone might have to be me. The bathroom door creaks open. Knox steps out, now dressed in a black shirt and loose grey pajama pants. His hair is damp. “You’re still awake?” he asks. “You thought I was gonna sleep and let you sneak off somewhere?” I pat the space beside me. “Hop in.”

He would always be looked down upon. All because of Andreas and his mother. They should never have existed. Jonas' patience was wearing thin. He did not want to hide forever. To hell with the label of a child born of an affair. Besides, Bryan would support him wholeheartedly. Finally, Jonas had a chance to prove himself. He proved that he had the ability, starting with his successful takeover of ElysianTwill Mills at a relatively young age. As the years passed, fortune seemed to favor Jonas. When Noelle's health began to fail, Bryan took over.

Nikki cried out and that was the first crack in my ruse. Jonas looked at Tatum and said, “Well did you see anything you liked? Oh and by the way I obviously don’t wear panties. I go commando for easy access.” and he winked. Tatum looked confused and all I could think is I really must have missed one hell of a show. “What?” Tatum replied and scratched his head, the confusion clear.

He says his voice low and controlled. “I wish I could but it’s not possible.” I say and he looks at me like I’ve just given him a challenge he must win. “I’m sure you can work something out, you wouldn’t want to disappoint your new boss.” He says as Jacks knocks at my door. “I hope everything is going well.” Jack says walking to Knox and shaking his hand. I watch the two men interact and I can clearly see who’s in charge here. Knox is sitting in the chair full of arrogance and self assurance. Jack is looking at Knox like he’s a god; all Jack can see is dollar signs and Knox knows it.