Lee Conrad Novels & Stories

Conrad took it outside of the bounds of business. But Stella was not going to make any concessions. They were still engaged in combat now. Stanford suspected that this conference room would eventually turn into a smoke-filled battleground. Before long, someone knocked on the meeting room door. With deliberate disregard for the other man in the room, Stella pushed open the door. “I apologize, Mr. Leif. Did you wish to meet with me?” With a cough, Stanford said, "Sharon, this is Mr. Conrad from Conrad Group." Stella turned to face the man. "Good morning, Mr. Conrad."

I got into the woods, so many thoughts going through my head. The voice in my head stronger now that I'm ackowledging who and what, my wolf Mia, she's telling me to calm down but I can’t. Not until I ran into something big. Not something, someone. He was handsome, brown short hair the kind of style that says I didn’t try but I definitely did with hair gel and a blow dryer. I chuckled to myself. He has electric blue eyes, he’s really tall-- I’d say around 6’4”. I wasn't totally in tune with my senses but something sure smelled amazing, but I couldn't put my finger on it.

Conrad was frozen like a statue. He couldn't believe his eyes and thought he was hallucinating, but the man in front of him didn't disappear. "Hello, I'm Oliver Kolson." Oliver whipped out his business card and handed it to Conrad. Hearing his words, Conrad gasped. 'He was indeed Oliver Kolson, a renowned assistant from Cresco Enterprise!' At that moment, Conrad was on cloud nine. He hurriedly accepted Oliver's business card as though he was afraid he would take it back.

It made him wonder if Nate wasn't as involved with his father as he thought, because there's no way his father would ask him to come here without letting him know what it was about, unless of course Greg didn't tell him because he would oppose to coming. It was all so confusing to Spade and he was itching to really find out what kind of person Nate was. To see Nate for who he truly was, to see what was really behind those brown beautiful eyes that always left him speechless and craving for something. He sighed out as his eyes moved away from Nate and landed on the man on the podium. "....and I say thank you all for coming out tonight for this wonderful event" Liam finished with a smile on hi

He looked back up at Conrad in alarm, "Are you trying to tell me that my dad was your Hunter?" Conrad snickered. "Oh dear Lord, no boy; that would be entirely too cliché," he said, "No, your father was merely our contact with the local authorities, a position that was assumed by your friend; a Mister William Gurley who is a Lieutenant now, I believe." He flicked his finger over, indicating that James should flip the page, "Read on." When James rocked back in his chair, Conrad smiled again. "My Hunter was not your father, but your mother.

Apparently, he got the tea straight out the kettle. ‘“Girlllllllllllll, did you read the paper miss ma’am was caught red handed by the janitor fucking a client!” Laments Dexter Capri stares at him in confusion….. She said “what are you reporting now? No scratch that, who are you reporting now?” Dexter****

I declined. "Oh come on," he pushed on, "he told me you do this amazing thing with your ton-" "Connor." he yelled and he immediately stopped talking. I chuckled, knowing exactly what the fuck was going on, "I can't believe this." "Jade I-" "No," I sighed, "it's fine." I picked up my tray and walked out of the cafeteria.

The cold air of night keeps us company as we walk along the busy streets of New York. “You said you won’t be late again, that we would have dinner together today. Why did you lie?” Derek asks, breaking the silence between us. I should’ve known ice cream wouldn’t be enough to buy his disappointment. “I’m sorry. I thought I would be finishing early at the restaurant but Mr. Cheng needed me to stay another hour and you know how he gets when I try to turn him down. I’m really really sorry bro.” I extend my right hand to his side and pull him closer to me. “Am I forgiven?”

She just glared at me with those tired, fiery eyes and told me to drive. ​She thinks she has escaped. She doesn’t realize that playing cat and mouse with a man like Conrad is a losing game unless you have a bigger predator in your corner. ​I called my assistant, David. ​"Sir?" ​"Find out everything you can about Lella and Conrad. I want a full report on their relationship." ​Conrad was a boy playing with matches, but Lella... she was the fire, and I’ve always been drawn to the heat.

“If it’s all so innocent, you won’t mind if I scent you, then? To see if you’ve been with a man while you were gone.” That’s a Ludacris request and I shouldn’t consent to it. Yet… “Suit yourself,” I find myself saying. “I have nothing to hide.” Conrad hums again and steps closer. For a moment, he simply looms over me, making me crane my neck to look up at him. He’s the tallest and strongest of the brothers, a pure athlete who would likely live in the gym if he good. Maybe that strength should intimidate me. Instead, my mouth starts to water.