Novel & Cerita Kara Cross

she informed. “Now that’s a name fitting for her,” I commented to him. “Shut up,” he told me. “Why Ava?” he asked her. She seemed unsure about answering. “You’re going to think I’m insane.” That piqued both our interest. “What do you mean?” “I go by Ava, but the name Autumn is in my head. I don’t know if anyone’s ever called me by that name before. I just sort of adopted it, together with the last name Cross,” she explained.

Drake dragged Carter while Kara just walked away to god knows where. Okay. This is it!

*Knox* Kara’s call changes the plan for me to drive Tessa and Marin home because I can't let Tessa leave my sight for a moment. I drive both of them to an open field, where Kara and I are to meet. I ensure to stop in a space open enough for me to keep a close eye on the girls while they stay in the car. “I'd be back in no time,” I say before getting out of the car. Kara stands ahead in a black body suit. Her wavy hair was packed up in a bun, making her tall posture look alluring.

From here, she could see the sprawl of the city, her city, still tethered by Duval Holdings’ wealth and reach. “Elara thinks she’s clever, aligning herself with Damon. But the moment you climb onto a wolf’s back, you stop being rider or rival. You’re prey.” “Let Damon Cross play her knight in shining armor. It won’t matter. By the time I’m finished, the world won’t be asking who Elara is dating… they’ll be asking what she’s hiding.” POV: Elara It was past midnight, and the hum of CrossTech’s nerve center still vibrated through the glass walls. Screens flickered, engineers bent over consoles, and the tension was a living thing, thick enough to choke on.

Not being one for dresses, Kara took a hot bath with Epsom salt and baking soda to ease her sore muscles and put on jeans with a nice top and her newer pair of boots. In fact she did not own a single dress and she had no intention to go to that expense at this time. They would just have to meet her as she was. Pulling her auburn hair back in a ponytail with a few strands framing her face that always refused to be tamed, she glanced one last time in the mirror, before she got in the old Jeep and drove to the ranch next door.

Conn and I were not far behind him. Curran walked forward and pressed his head to Kara’s. They were the same height and had the same eyes, though Curran was all black. The moment they touched, the matching crescent moon mark that was on Curran’s left flank glowed gently, as if recognizing its counterpart. With a bright flash, the glow burned out.

Kara spun, not waiting for the blonde to answer, and looked up at the two men. "Who can I service first?" she asked. Both men raised their hands laughing. Kara snickered and reached for Rich, pulling his zipper down and fishing around for his cock, and then reaching over to pull Don's out as well. Both men were relatively average, but Don was a little more overweight. Kara wasted no time though, and quickly lowered her head to Don's crotch, her red hair bobbing up and down as she sucked his cock into her mouth. Reaching up, she grabbed his hands and put them on her head. "I'm going to be busy stroking Rich's beautiful cock, Don, so you'll have to control my head. Don't be shy, you can't hurt

’’ Kara murmured. Kara parked her car on the driveway within the club compound, climbing out immediately. She walked towards the car with a purpose, waving at the people who greeted her. Kara wasn’t concerned about any of that. Her main concern was to hear what Mateo had for her. She saw him by the edge of the club, walking towards him with a confident stride. As she walked towards him, so many men turned their backs to look at her. They couldn’t quite believe their eyes that they were looking at beauty.