Novel & Cerita Nut Job Grayson

“You’re calling the cops?” “No, I’m calling an ambulance. You said there are children. They need medical attention, we can report the accident later. Write down your details, please.” He handed me a black notebook. The front is embossed with gold lettering. Greyson Elliot. Slack-jawed, I glanced at the notebook, then cast my gaze over the God before me. It can’t be? It’s not possible. He has Greyson’s eyes but nothing else. Greyson Elliot is a scrawny, acne-ridden geek and dirt poor. And I haven’t laid eyes on him in a decade.

She says. “Gio,” I say with a laugh. “Yeah probably,” Grayson says. He pours us both a glass and we start talking. The conversation actually flows very well after the awkward beginning. Neither of us has any idea who set this up, but I could care less. Grayson is so handsome with his dark red hair and dark emerald green eyes with specks of hazel. He is around 6’3” or 6’4”. I swear it is like the twins collected all the hottest guys on the east coast and are hoarding them for themselves. Although I don’t think that Kane and Kade would share Byanca or Breayna. Both of those guys are over possessive of their women. Even if their women can kick some serious ass. The waitress comes bac

This time she pressed call before she could talk herself out of it. It rang once. Twice. Three times. Nate sat across from Grayson Taylor at a corner table in a Manhattan diner, pushing eggs around his plate without eating them. Breakfast had been Grayson’s idea, catching up after months of both of them being out of the country on different jobs. But mostly, Nate suspected, because Grayson had noticed something was off. They’d been friends since their university days, before Nate had entered the Marines, before Grayson had inherited his family’s business empire.

The only cruelty that she showed me is, not giving me anything to eat or drink. In these 2 weeks Ava, Kai, and Grayson have gotten to know each other. Ava absolutely loves Grayson. She told me all about the time after I went missing. She told me that Grayson only went to bed after I was found. That was sweet of him, but I didn't want him to get sick because of me. Grayson and I talked about moving to his hometown. There is a lot of information there to unpack. Luna's are not allowed to work. We have to be available at all hours of the day for the other females.

As soon as the Chairman is out of sight, Grayson runs to Kian and kneels beside him. "Hey..." he tries to wake him, but Kian doesn't move. Grayson looks at the tray next to him. Kian didn't touch his food, so he must have fainted from malnutrition. Grayson quickly dials the doctor's number and asks him to come as fast as he can. While waiting, he checks Kian's breathing to see if he needs CPR. Thankfully, Grayson feels his warm breath, and he sighs before lying next to him. He looks at his face, and his chest tightens at Kian's thin face. He's losing a lot of weight lately, even when Grayson insisted the maids send him a lot of food. Being imprisoned in a dark room isn't ideal for someone to

“My boyfriend... We were just talking... Sweetie, this is Mr. William Grayson, the CEO of ‘Grayson Tech’.” Before turning to look at Grayson, the expression on Nathaniel’s face changed. ‘Right now, he’s looking almost human again,’ Charlotte thought. He smiled and reached his hand out at Billy, trying to give the youngest of the Graysons a good impression. But his attention got captured by the woman behind Billy.

I turned to Grayson, only to see him keeping his head down and quietly eating. Then came Luna's bright voice. "Be nice, dude. We don't wanna scare a smoke show away, do we?" Grayson broke into a chuckle. "A smoke show? Not even you call yourself that, and you're the one who's actually deserving of that title." As he spoke, he poured her a glass of orange juice, his movements smooth and skilful. She held the glass and let out a flirtatious laugh. "Hey, what are you doing? Your darling is sitting right there."

Dolly waved away the bartender who brought her over a slider full of potent-looking shots, all varying shades of dark beige to mahogany before continuing. "And ever since then, Atlas Grayson is certified single. He'll fuck a woman, and he'll fuck her good, but he doesn't really put his heart in it from what I understand. Which isn't a problem because most of them only want him to put his dick in it, and that's enough. Don't get me wrong, he's broken a few girls' hearts when they thought they could seduce him into love, but he's never played anyone. That's what I hear anyway."

Nice, warm childhood memories indeed. Amber watched the way Grayson interacted with Donny as the boy showed him pictures of his prized Mustang. She was surprised Grayson knew a bit about cars and could carry on a legit conversation with the doc’s son about his new vehicle. G-Man didn’t seem the type to know fuck about cars as someone who was usually driven around in them and had his car serviced for all maintenance no doubt. It was unlikely the rich boy had ever changed a tire or his oil. But then again, she was just stereotyping the billionaire and trying to shove him neatly into a prepacked, golden box.

"U-uh. Eldar. H-hello fancy meeting you here. I was--we were just.." Greyson interrupted me, showing a rather toothy smile. "I was helping her highness get straightened out. It seems she has had a bit too much to drink. I would gladly appreciate your assistance to help her into bed, as I have errands to run." Errands. Errands? What was he thinking? I just had one of the best and most embarrassing I might add, moments of my life. And here he was, trying to run off! I stomped on his foot and tried to punch him but Eldar was there a moment too quick.