Knox Overstreet Novels & Stories

Knox’s lips twitched like he was holding back a laugh. “So are you,” he replied, his voice dipping to something almost velvet. “In heels, I imagine.” There it was. A flicker of something dangerous behind the tease. His eyes dipped once more to my legs and the stretch of skin between the hem of my shorts and the top of my thighs. I felt the heat rise to my cheeks. Jared didn’t catch the undertone, too busy grinning proudly at both of us. “Knox has been off-grid forever. I wasn’t sure he’d even show,” Jared said, throwing an arm around my waist.

Knox reached Sean Davis’s palatial mansion on Bellagio Road, in the grand neighborhood of Bel-Air. He had been here once with his grandfather when he took over the business. Being their chief investor, Sean Davis was an influential man and helped him settle down in no time. Kendall was in Copenhagen then, and Knox could easily concentrate on the business. This time, it was different. He had a mission to take care of. It was the most difficult mission of his life. He had been postponing it since high school, but then it wasn’t so serious. He had taken it as Kendall’s momentary crush!

Knox us a great actor taking the main lead in his own drama with my woman doing so nice in a supporting role. Watching them right now, this us real talent. Maybe we should start a darn tv show , Knix and family how about keeping up with the Knox clan. I bet we will get so much viewership within the first week of airing. Why waste so much talent when we can make a shitload of money. I tear my gaze from those two, looking down at my plate. My taste buds suddenly feels awful. And my I have lost my appetite thank to Knox and my mother. “Are you alright, honey.” My mom refers to me, I didn't realize I've been scowling at the eggs and beacon in my plate .

“You handled that way too well. I was ready to drag her across that store.” “I wasn’t about to argue over clothes,” I said. Olivia gave me a look. “That was not about clothes and you know it.” Knox stepped ahead of us and turned slightly, walking backward. “Speaking of clothes,” he said, “I know a place.” Olivia raised a brow immediately. “What kind of place?” He smiled. “Not the kind you just walk into.” I slowed slightly. “Meaning?” “Meaning there are no racks, no random browsing,” he said. “You get invited in.”

Nothing. Just us and the rest of everyone inside under an NPD. No kissing, no telling. Knox was already at the door waiting by the time we got there, a bottle of whiskey in his hand coupled with his signature smirk, like he owned the place. He lifted the bottle in a mock toast, eyes glinting under the dim lights. He walked closer, in a black top and leather white joggers. I noticed he had changed his hairstyle to a bold buzz cut but made no comment as we exchanged handshakes.

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.

Knox walked up behind me, his towering frame wrapped in a bespoke black velvet tuxedo that perfectly accentuated his broad shoulders and dominant alpha presence. He reached down, his large, powerful hands sliding smoothly around my waist, pulling my back against his chest. His hot breath brushed against the sensitive skin of my neck, sending a delicious wave of heat down my spine. "Sterling just finalized the regulatory filing," Knox murmured, his deep voice carrying a low vibration of pure possessiveness. "They intend to present the antitrust violation live during the gala's opening toasts, using the media presence to force an immediate federal injunction against your administrative overrid

He walked over to the small sofa and collapsed, loosening his tie like it was a noose. "Shut up, Kolt." "That was impressive," Kade admitted, shifting carefully in the bed. "I've never heard you yell at an investor." "He wasn't an investor," Knox said, closing his eyes. "He was an idiot. And I have zero patience left." "Rough day at the office?" I asked. "Or is Sheila on a rampage?" Knox opened one eye. "The kids are with her parents in the Hamptons. And Sheila... she's driving me insane. She called me six times during a board meeting to ask about the gala seating chart."

Esme POV “It’s a beautiful dress, you didn’t have to get it for me,” I said. Knox chuckled. “I’m not taking you back to the palace in a towel, babe.” I twirled in the purple dress. Knox bought the dress from the store downstairs in the lobby. He had good taste. It had a low waistline and a long skirt. The bodice captivated my breasts perfectly, elevating them and carving them out to appear plump and sexy.

He quirks an eyebrow as he takes a step away from me, releasing me from being trapped between him and the enclosed worktop space. His eyes dart to the floor before rising back up and scanning the bottles of liquids and herbs labelled in the glass cabinets. Without another word he spins, a heavy footstep echoes as his hand reaches out for the door, but before I can think of my actions…I’ve gripped his elbow to stop him. “Knox…” “Kit…It’s Kit Knoxbridge, but I’m known as Knox.” As soon as he stops, a cold exterior washes over him…I shouldn’t have touched him, why have I touched him.