Novel & Cerita Justin Hartley

ALEX. Marcus Hartley. The name echoed in my head as I sat in my home office, fingers flying across my keyboard while Nick stayed with Bella in the kitchen. We'd divided responsibilities without discussion—Nick keeping her calm and comfortable while I did what I did best: investigation and threat assessment. What I found in the first ten minutes made my blood boil. Marcus Hartley, 35, heir to the Hartley Industries fortune. Princeton educated, board member of half a dozen charitable organizations, photographed regularly at high-society events with a different beautiful woman on his arm every few months.

Leonard spoke harshly. "Are you going to support your son?" Gael asked. He was finding it hard to breathe and his heartbeat was off the beat. He was almost suffering from a heart attack. "I will never support that stupid and spoilt brat. If Ashton doesn't come back then I can as well find another pack or I can just become a lone wolf." Leonard said with absolute sincerity. He will never betray Ashton in this lifetime or the next or the next because he knew that he was not just your everyday alpha like Kelly.

] Pretty Little Addict ~ Haiden Henderson My heart and pussy fluttered simultaneously. I hadn’t accomplished my goal. I’d wanted to use him to help me forget everything he’d done. As my body hummed with satisfaction, I wanted to laugh. Of course Shane had thrown it in my face and made me admit twisted desires I hadn’t even thought of and then made me cum.

“You should have told them. You should have told her.” “I didn’t know how,” he said simply. “And I’m tired. I’ve spent my whole life watching shadows move, waiting for this day. No one believed me. Now that it’s here, they want me to prove my innocence. Let them.” Jina felt tears sting her eyes. Not out of sorrow, but the sheer complexity of what stood before her. This man wasn’t cruel. He wasn’t heartless. He was just... broken. “You still believe in her,” she said quietly.

I asked and I shook my head. “Oh, wow, looks like you don’t get out often then. But that’s a good thing. You don’t need to know a dangerous man like that. In fact, no one likes to talk about him ever, everyone prefers to avoid him, and he avoids us too. I’m surprised he even showed up today.” He mused. “Anyway, forget about him. I’m Alpha Justin Hart, … heir to the Hart enterprise.” He said with a proud grin. I smiled at him and introduced myself. I knew the Hart enterprise. They were also a multi billion dollar cooperation, second only to the Stone family.

Lucas Hartley raked his fingers through his hair and suddenly exclaimed, "Ah, I'm so done with this! I'm booking a flight down south. Do whatever you want, I can't handle this anymore!" Julian Sterling responded indifferently, "As you wish."

He lies back on the hard stone, his knees raised, and clasps his hands behind his head. He stares up at the emblem carved into the stone arch that supports the ceiling. The door creaks open. “I thought I heard you walking around.” Jack’s low voice rumbles around the small chapel as he strolls toward him. Blake’s second in command drops onto one of the pews at the front, stretching his legs out and crossing them at the ankles. “Trouble sleeping?”

“And your team’s best theory is that she… *what*? Sprouted wings and flew to Narnia?” “Sir, we’ve traced Mr. Hartley’s jet to Maine,” the investigator replied tersely. “But the trail goes cold after that. He’s covering his tracks well.” *Jake.* Leon’s jaw twitched. His former business partner—his *friend*—had stabbed him in the back. *For her.* The realization burned worse than the whiskey.

However, seeing Rustin and Tori's attitude toward Chad, Justin felt embarrassed and angry. "It must be a mistake. Chad could not have healed Rustin; he doesn't even know medicine..." "What are you doing, Justin?" Stanley could not bear to watch anymore and stepped forward, grabbing Justin by the collar and dragging him out. However, Justine was eager to prove himself. He broke free forcefully and exclaimed, "Chad's just a con artist. He not only scammed the Hart family but also swindled Mr. Hawthorne..." Now, all eyes in the room were on Justin, listening intently to his bombshell.

"I don't care about Michael's marriage! I don't care about his child! I don't care. I only give a shit about what you're doing to me." Justin held his cheek. Surprised and confused at his friend's behavior. "Harty tell me what I did wrong." Harty bit his bottom lip, took his shirt and threw it on made to leave but he wasn't allowed by Justin who blocked his path to the door. "Tell me" Harty opened his mouth to speak. "I don't like your wife" "What?"