Reviews Will And Harper Novels & Stories

I have to say, Harper's coffee is perfect. "Tasteless! It is tasteless! How long are you going to make mistakes over small things like this? You can't even make coffee with the right taste; how will you lead your father's business?" I said. Harper's eyelids drooped in disapproval. Every time I make eye contact with Harper, her iris color is unique. Her sharp gaze seemed as if she had a wild beast inside her. It was just a matter of time before the beast woke up. "Don't equate how I make coffee with how I care for my father's business. You don't know anything! Please, I'll take my leave."

The whole reason I’m doing this is to gauge her reaction and see if she even has feelings for me in the first place. “Hm, th’ Jimmy she’s wi’ is dashing, who is he?” She asks, but she takes a big gulp of her wine as soon as she sees my expression. “I thought you preferred Janes to Bobs; what happened?” I ask, sitting forward and lacing my fingers underneath my chin. Harper shrugs. “Things change, ah suppose. Yeh, ah like me a wet gash every now an’ then, but ah do prefer me a nice, warm stiffy to a vibratin’ one.” She says, and I nearly spit out my wine.

Its too late she answers me when she hears my confusion. "yes honey I'm so glad that you are here "she pauses and grabs a cup of water, "I never thought the fat pig of our school would reach this far, " "Reese ! "Harper growls in warning as her eyedarkenen. You would think H is as harmless as any soft human bring but no she is not "oh please go to hell H . I'm your beta and you better respect me , "she narrows her eyes at Harper and directs her eyes at me.

She waves a notebook in my face, her free hand gripping my forearm as she smiles widely. The confidence and excitement in her voice brings a smile to my face as well, and I wrap an arm around her waist to guide her toward my office. The men follow us, and the entire way upstairs, Harper talks. She praises Reed and Bash, the Councils’ men, on their sneaky infiltration tonight.

“She really thought she could escape.” “Alpha Blackwood sends his regards,” Denzel adds, baring his teeth at me. “You’ve caused him a lot of trouble.” “Because of you, Harper was rejected by someone Alpha Blackwood wanted for her, someone of high blood,” Henrik explains. “Did you really think you could get away with that? That any of us would let you get away with insulting her?” My upper lip curls despite the fear twisting in my gut. “Harper got rejected because of me? Did any of you morons think that maybe she got rejected because not everyone thinks the sun shines from her ass?”

Harper was cynical enough to assume that if he’d been someone else, someone without the power he wielded, they would’ve ignored his request and pressed forward. “Harper’s become very special to me, and we are involved in a relationship, but as she said, it hasn’t shortchanged my care in any fashion. She’s alternating between tough on me and encouraging. She’s damn good at what she does, and I wouldn’t be in the state I’m in today if it weren’t for her. If you strip her of her license, you’re making a huge mistake. I’m not vulnerable, and she didn’t take advantage of me. If the truth were told, I probably took advantage of her.”

“You never seize to flatter my ass” She glared at Seb, “Mummy says you should never use Crass words on me” Seb raised his hand in surrender. She flipped her hair haughtily and smiled softly. “I was joking. I love those words when it comes from your sexy lips” She began her seduction and Seb raised a brow. “Little slut” he murmured. “Yeah only yours” she replied. They both chuckled at their banter. Now to introduce Harper. Harper Jeremy was the only daughter of Vice President Jeremy and Childhood friend with Seb and Lucas.

I pulled her into my arms. She didn’t fight me. Instead, she held onto my shirt and broke down. “She ruined it.” My chest tightened. I knew who she was talking about. It was so obvious. I clenched my fists. “What did she do this time?” I asked, looking over her shoulder at Reagan. Harper wiped her tears, trying to speak. “The Harvard representative... my meeting...” She struggled to breathe. “She put a screenshot picture from the video and somehow added it to my files,” she said all in one breath.

Before I could even process the sheer weight of what had just happened, the door clicked open again. Harper leaned against the doorframe, a sickeningly sweet smile plastered across her face. "Well," Harper purred, crossing her arms. "Didn't that go wonderfully?" "Get out, Harper," I choked out, wrapping my arms around myself. "Oh, come on, don't be like that." She strolled into the room, her eyes raking over me with pure malice. "I think you should be celebrating. You're finally getting a mate! Well, sort of. I heard Quinn is completely deformed. Scars all over his face. He’s looking for a docile, pathetic little wife to just shut up and be obedient. You fit the role perfectly. A match made

“God, I’m such an idiot.” Before I could beg him to listen, the door swung open. Harper. Of course. She walked in like she owned the goddamn air in the room. Her heels clicked against the floor with slow, deliberate cruelty. “Oh, I hope I’m not interrupting,” she said sweetly, her voice laced with venom. I stared at her, already knowing nothing good could come next. Harper turned to Cassian and slid her arm through his like she’d just claimed the final trophy. “I came as soon as I saw the report. It’s really sad what people are capable of when desperation meets ambition.”