Ruby Dixon Epub Novels & Stories

"She's done a lot of playing. It's my turn to have fun with her. Bring her history." For a moment, Assistant Nolan stiffened. Yohan Dixon returned his gaze, his hands in his pockets. His appearance was fantastic and massive. His cold stare was fixed on Assistant Nolan. "Let's make a deal with Rudra Reddy." Assistant Nolan stared at him, dazed. The man in all black was dreadful. Yohan Dixon lit a cigarette and sipped it slowly. While looking at the tattoo on his right arm, Assistant Nolan swallowed saliva. Yohan Dixon sipped deeply, releasing smoke rings into the air, making the cabin even more frightening.

I stop talking when a deep sound comes from his mouth. "You do?" "Yes. I know everything I need to know about you, Miss Dixon," D’Angelo continues. "Evy Dixon, daughter of the late Andrew Dixon who passed away just over two weeks ago in a tragic car accident. Your brother John Dixon is a typical spoiled child who always had your mother's blessing to do whatever he pleased and spend the family's money on frivolities and parties. I must say, it's what he's best at due to his track record," he grumbles. "And as soon as he saw the opportunity, he left home, leaving his younger sister—meaning you—to deal with the family's bankruptcy issues. Your mother Judy Dixon is currently in a nursing home, s

Whatever it was, he was good and big in it. He was prospering in his legal businesses and the illegal ones were topnotch seeing how everyone knew of him… a crude handsome fox. Dylan was the number one in his business and to crown it all, here I was going through his stuff. Though his room was plain, the amount of files in there wasn't. So many trades, treaties, allegiance and the rest and there were books. I reached out and took one of them, the books weren't outdated because I knew every single one. ‘His’ by Aubrey Dark, ‘ Haunting Adeline’ , ‘The Priest’ by Sierra Simone.

The noise of footsteps grew near, alerting me to the presence of another person outside the door of my office. A knock sounded. I rested my back against the window, waiting for Sophia to come inside. Dixon was already shifting into his chair, a lopsided grin etching onto his lips. I rolled my eyes at the change in his demeanor. Sophia was Dixon’s mate. And she had him wrapped around her pinky finger to the point, I found it strange. He was a Beast in the face of any trouble, but when it came to our little Sophia—the mere five feet five inches girl, he turned into a fucking puppy in an instant.

Dixon never runs out of energy and happiness. “Daff, how was your vacation in Sydney?” all of a sudden Dixon asked. Daffodil fell silent for a moment. “It was fun; I enjoyed walking around the city.” “A friend of mine told me that she saw you in Sydney. At first, she thought it was not you. You were eating in a restaurant at the Harbor Cruises and you were with somebody.” Dixon’s words were said carefully. He did not want to sound jealous but deep inside Dixon has been troubled since yesterday when his friend Carla told him about it.

His jaw clenched as Ryan touched Mia’s arm while laughing. When Ryan offered to get her another drink and whispered something close to her ear, Damien’s hand tightened around his glass so hard it nearly cracked. Sophia observed everything with a mix of satisfaction and unease. --- Damien lasted fifteen more minutes. He walked over with purposeful strides, his presence commanding. He placed a possessive hand on Mia’s lower back, fingers pressing firmly into her skin. “Ryan,” he said, voice calm but cold. “I don’t think we’ve met. I’m Damien Voss.”

“The Blackwood Academy — a place where elites connect to elites, and the rich get richer.” ♠️ ETHAN ♠️ I was worried sick about Ruby. I couldn’t understand why the thought of anything happening to her terrified me this much. We had a connection—one I couldn’t explain, no matter how hard I tried. “You have to calm down,” Dre said, glancing at me from the driver’s seat. “I’m fine,” I muttered, though I knew it was a lie.

As if on cue, there was another knock at the door, and it was Dixon, coming to inquire about his other half. “I’m sorry, but I really need to steal Reign back to help me finish painting.” I stared again. Dixon was six feet tall and had the same cocoa-brown complexion as his lover. His body showed evidence of many workouts, and his T-shirt and sweatpants indicated he had been working up a sweat getting things ready in the new house. Reign rolled her eyes and apologized for taking up too much time, looking like she was searching for any excuse to get out of work.