Quartet Night Quartet Night Novels & Stories

From the way their dynamic seems, I’ll bet those two butt heads fairly often- which is even funnier considering that his mate is Fallon’s twin sister, if I’m remembering correctly. “Girls’ night?” Gray questions, turning to Fallon with a brow arched. “It’s ladies’ night at the Stillwater Tap,” Quinn supplies, heaving a sigh. “Theo’s blowing things out of proportion, we’re just taking Serena out.” Jax whips his head around to stare at his mate, eyes wide. “The fuck you are!” Quinn throws her head back, groaning in exasperation. “Oh what the hell, not you, too…”

Deborah’s words stirred a commotion in the restaurant. A few company representatives were having breakfast there. They approached with spite. “That’s crossing the line. Quartet Group’s despicable approach is an insult to the city’s commerce.” “I’m sure the one billion dollars granted to Quartet Group wasn’t acquired legitimately either.” These representatives were up in arms. “I suggest boycotting Quartet Group. The organizer should bar the company from entering the auction,” Cameron from North River Corporation proposed.

Responding with a relaxed smile, I exclaim, "It appears that we're in for a night full of fun!" Quinton plops down onto the chair and casually mentions, "Yeah, band night always brings in a crowd, so it tends to get pretty hectic around here." “So, what's the plan for tonight? Are we going to find some hot babes and knot them? Or are we double-teaming?” Quinton says excitedly, running his hands together. “Double-teaming sounds like a fabulous idea. Let's find a small Omega. It's so much better when they struggle to handle all of us.” I smirk.

I would have preferred to be there but of course, I am never listened to, especially since about two years ago when I was told the faith of me inheriting my parents company relied on me getting married. Moving further into the room, I noticed a speech was being made by the organizer, something about the plans for the money that would be raised tonight, we both knew half of the money was going into paying for the loan they “allegedly” took for the last project their company participated in and that is why I won’t be donating until I strike a personal deal. Following the usual routine, I patted my breast pocket where the cheque for the occasion occupied and thought of the deal I’d try to strik

They were a piercing, crystalline, icy blue ones. "Don't lick the glass, Leo," I called out from the small corner desk that served as my home office. My headset was settled over my ears, the green light on my terminal blinking to signal an incoming logistics dispatch route. Over the last three years, I had successfully transitioned into a remote nighttime coordinator for a local medical transport company. The pay was twelve dollars an hour. Precisely what I had earned behind the counter but it allowed me to stay inside our small perimeter, managing the twins' schedules while Katherine completed her high-school diploma online and transitioned into her freshman year at UIC.

I added. “Okay then it’s settled, but know you’ll have a thousand guards around you at all times,” he said “Now let’s prepare for the masked party of the season. My daughter’s 24th birthday.” Dad announced as Maya put her hand together in cheers. Tomorrow, they get to see Jessica Hart in the flesh.

The heat in my body was getting worse, like I needed to unleash every frustration that had welled in my system. As the elevator took us up, I tried to keep my distance. Maybe it would bring me back to my senses before I finally take this big leap of faith. I got to his room, trying my best to control myself. “So,” he purred while still holding my hand. “Are we going to tell each other our real names?” ”No names.” I said. He nodded. “It’s just one night.” I stared at him, No regrets I’m making this up as I go along, I mean is there anything wrong having one night with a total stranger?

Cole, too, unexpectedly ended up having a boyfriend, and he waved as he caught my eye, raising a glass in silent salute. As for me and Night, I worked for a top new company in the media industry as an anchor, while Night had a flourishing modeling career. As a side hustle, he also helped his father run their company. Today the air was rich with the scent of the sea and subtle floral notes from the blooms around us. A live string quartet played softly, their music blending with the rhythmic crashing of the waves. The sun was setting, casting everything in a wash of amber and rose gold as I stood with Night under the archway. I looked into Night’s eyes, my chest tight with emotions I couldn’t

It was no use visiting the properties when we could never see what they were really like without the VIP treatment I got once they found out who I was. “Yes, I’m checking in. I have a reservation under Carlton.” The clerk, Tiffany, according to her name badge, smiled and started clacking away on her keyboard. “Okay, Mr. Carlton. I have you in a Superior Double Room for five nights. Is that correct?” “Yeah, but I might be staying longer. Is that a problem?” She narrowed her eyes in concentration, scrolling through the information on her screen. “It’s no problem. If you’re willing to pay for a sixth night up front, I can upgrade you to a suite at no extra charge. Interested?”

How do I take care of this child? What do I do now? Getting rid of it is definitely not an option, I don’t want blood on my hands. How do I even break this news to Angela? That I got pregnant for a one night stand? A man I barely know? The only thing I know about that guy is the fact that he’s rich and his name is Drake and he organizes galas on Tuesdays. Who gets pregnant for a man that hosts galas on Tuesdays? I begin to pace back and forth again until I hear the front door open.