Lee Conrad Novels & Stories

His eyes darted around the room, eventually landing on me, his expression a mixture of surprise and uncertainty. Conrad, took it upon himself to bridge the gap between us. With a warm smile, he approached the young man, his arm draped casually over the young man's shoulder. "Come in, Lu," he said, his voice echoing a warm welcome. The young man's cheeks flushed a deep red as he noticed Conrad's state of undress, his eyes widening at the sight of Conrad's erect dick. Conrad, ever the embodiment of nonchalance, merely chuckled and offered an apology. "I apologize for the vulgarity of my actions, but please, get used to this," he said, his tone light and playful.

my feet scrubbed against one another, my fingers gripping hard on the shirt. “I can tell you are lying to me. Something happened between you two. A woman can only dress this way after a good sex with a man. And for Leo, his secret room is his highest privacy. He has never let anyone in that room aside from his late parents. Seeing an Omega like you come out of that room, only means one thing. There is some….” The sudden hard bang on the door cut her off the rest of her words.

Liam spotted him first. A slow, poisonous smile curled across his lips as he leaned back against the velvet sofa, fingers playing with the rim of his glass. “Well, well, if it isn’t the quiet secretary,” Liam drawled. “Didn’t expect you to show up down here. Got bored standing in shadows?” Conrad said nothing. The others turned to look — even Grayson’s eyes flicked toward him for a second, as if assessing whether Conrad was threat, toy, or collateral. “You’re quite the surprise package tonight,” Liam continued, ever the snake. “First the painting, now the mystery boy. Tell me, Conrad—” he turned to him, eyes gleaming—“did you already sleep with him or something?”

"I am Alpha Ezekiel, this is the Bloodhound pack. And you are a rouge in my house, surrounded by my warriors, and my pack of 1500 men. You're not the one with the power here, I am. So when I ask a question I except it answered. Now. Who. Are. You?" I clenched my jaw in frustration, he was right. I had no power. No choice. He could do anything to me right now. And I wouldn't have any help or any way to stop him. I nearly reached at the thought. I was fucked. Royally. With that in mind I responded to his question; "Cecil." "And where did you came from? Are there any more like you?" He fired the questions in quick succession. "The East Coast, I travel alone and have not come across another fema

William explained unhappily. Conrad turned to Lillee in shock, "Lillee, why didn't you tell me?" Immediately Conrad got off the plane, he had returned to his father's company. Apart from Conrad's identity as a famous actor, he's also the CEO of the Norton company, so he was most often busy. Lillee pouted her lips, "I called your number, but you didn't pick it, so I decided not to disturb you." She explained. Conrad grabbed her hand in unhappiness, "How can you be a disturbance? My phone has been with my manager all along." He explained.

Noah answered the call with sleepy eyes, speaking gibbering. “Noah!” Leah shouted, though softly, and Noah's eyes became clear. “Leah, hold on. Sarah and Conrad are having a discussion,” Noah said. “Okay,” Leah replied. After a few minutes, Noah said, “Leah, Conrad murdered someone today. A man. It was his body he went to dispose at the river.” “A man? My dad? No, no,” Leah said, trembling. “Sarah had said the old man was getting weary and would give in soon.”

"It's a pleasure to meet you both. I am sorry that I made you run so much earlier. I was just terrified." The twins exchanged worried glances as they each extended a hand to help Consuela from the sand. "You haven't told me your Diedre," said as she assisted Consuela. "Oh, how rude of me! I am Consuela Creeker. You two are dressed very weird, why aren't you wearing proper clothing?" "Are you sure that's the question you want to ask us? You washed up on the beach I was exercising on, talking out of your mind," DeAndre replied.

Not that I had anything in mind at the moment but I planned to come up with something. The car pulled up in the parking space of the airport and as I stepped down, I noticed the foyer was thronged with sea of heads. I rushed there,having no problem at all locating the woman I had come for. Doria Leva stood out in a crowd. It wasn’t just the slender body and looks; It was that rare gift. She was a magnet. One of the reason she was so successful in her line of work. “Nik!!” She called out, finding me almost instantly.

“She only said one drop on the tongue Ichabod!” Adams shouted but Ichabod ignored him and went ahead to put the few drops. “I am going to be around a woman that I have loved all my life and whom I thought I actually killed in my dream. Pardon me but a drop won’t cover it.” He said before closing the lid on the bottle while hiding it away into the inner pocket of his suit. “Are you ready?” Adams asked, carrying his suitcase which contained just about four pieces of clothes which they had managed to get.

The day went by with me relaxing by the pool but not swimming since the second I started to take off my shirt to swim in my bra and biker shorts Igor and the hunch back of Notre Dame or other wise known and Ace and the ass hole Pablo who’s still salty from me fucking him uk when we first meet, told me they would lock me in my room and tell Calder if I tried. Again what kill joys. Now I’m chilaxing on the over stuffed chair in the living room when the front door opens and in stumbles Calder with some blonde chick tucked into his side. “Wow your place is so big, you must be super rich” the chick giggles as he brings her closer to his chest and wraps his arms around her waist. He groans and gru