Purity Skyler Mason Novels & Stories

Chapter 7 Mason'sPOV After a long search, I've finally been able to get the place Skylar lives. I heard her parents passed away so she's no longer a rich girl. I heard she lives in her parents house with her lite sister. I'm sure she wouldn't hesitate to say yes to me once I ask her out because she needs a helping hand now. I would have gone to her house first thing tomorrow morning but the winner of the contract will be decided tomorrow so I will see her in the evening after work.

He then looks past me at Elijah and says. "I guess now that we are not scaring the hell out of our mate, how about I introduce you to her!?!" "Skyler, my dear!" He brings his hand up and kisses the back of my hand, making me shiver as more intense sparks race up my arm, "This here is Elijah Mason, one of my slightly younger brothers. Elijah, this is Skyler Jackson. I found her and brought her back with me from my visit to the Midnight Lake Pack yesterday." "Oh! How did that go? Was the Alliance and protection diameters updated and resigned?"

Max coughed lightly while looking at them. "What are you waiting for?", Elliot asked angrily. "Sorry Sir", Max said and left hurriedly. Elliot asked Sky to sit down. "What's going on Sky?", he asked seriously while looking at her. "My boss asked me to take your case", Sky said lightly. "Do you mean, Mr. Riddle?", Elliot asked. "Yes", Sky said. "How do you know him?", he asked with a slight frown. "He was my senior at the law college", Sky told him truthfully.

“Not some rogue employee, not Damian acting alone.” “It’s him,” Marchetti confirmed. “Damian’s involved too, based on what we know, but the funding traces directly back to Marcus.” • I sat with that for a moment, feeling the last thread of doubt I’d been holding onto finally give way completely. • “Why though,” Reyes asked. “That’s the part I still don’t understand. What does Marcus actually get from destroying Sky’s reputation?” • Amira was quiet for a moment, working through something before she spoke.

I was so screwed. Mason’s hand slid down and boldly cupped my bare pussy under the robe. Two thick fingers slid through my drenched folds, spreading my wetness. "Fuck, Skyler," he groaned, voice strained with lust. "You’re absolutely soaked. This greedy little cunt remembers me, doesn’t it?" I moaned brokenly, my hips jerking forward against his hand before I could stop myself. This was so wrong. So dangerous. So incredibly hot. And I had no idea how I was going to survive the next two months without completely losing myself to my forbidden stepbrother.

Skylar's POV 1:00 am. My parents were sound asleep in their room. Chicken was sound asleep in my room, curled up on my bed. The moon was up in the night sky, glowing brightly. And I, Skylar Anderson, was dressed up in a black T-shirt and jeans, my favourite denim jacket, and some butt-kicking motorcycle boots. When I looked at myself in the mirror, I realized that I kind of resembled those actors in gangster movies. I looked like one of those sketchy dudes lurking around the creepy alleyways of New York city, having anything but good intentions.

And with that, Ethan hung up. For a minute, he remained standing, wondering what motive Daniel could have. If truly this is stalking or if Caspian was simply misunderstanding, but no matter what it is…he definitely doesn't feel good about this. And there's no way to ask Skyler about it—if she knows cause even if she does, she doesn't remember right now. He exhaled deeply. So much happening at the same time—with absolutely no one to trust. ************ By eleven that morning, Skyler was standing in front of the mirror, staring at herself with a faint smile.

Mason stepped forward, "Hello. I am Michelle’s father. I apologize for her words. Please don't take them to heart. She has been spoiled since she was young. “We are sincerely grateful to Charlie for saving Michelle’s life, and we are willing to do everything to repay Charlie. Of course, I know that no repayment can match this kindness. Please don't hesitate to ask if you need anything from us in the future." Andrew squinted, "What did you say your name was?" Mason introduced himself, "Oh, I'm Mason Sawyer. This is my wife, Leticia Hinderson, and this is my daughter, Michelle. Actually, my daughter just wanted to express our gratitude in a small way." Andrew seemingly did not hear him and ask

She realized the reason for the foul look on her employer's face. She has never met anyone like his mother. The woman was cold, bossy, and demanding, and she couldn't help but wonder how her master turned out the way he did with parents like his. She has never met anyone as kind and generous as her employer. And she pities him because despite having everything money could buy he was still unhappy. Skyler emerged from his bedroom dressed in his golf uniform. If he wasn't going to work today then he will spend the weekend over a golf cart. He was a member of the elite golfclub in the city.

“What’s going on, Blake?” “I’m building a house for… my family to live in. All of us. Marianna, me, her mom.” My chest tightens. “And Skye. I bought a plot of land on the other side of the lake, in Old Moonrise. It’s quiet there. I figured, for a kid her age, she’d…. With powers like hers, she’ll like the quiet–” Mom rises, her face washed in shock. “Who’s Skye?” “Your granddaughter,” I answer. My mouth feels impossibly dry. “She’s seven. She’s… she’s like us, Mom. A Mystic. A powerful one–”