Novel & Cerita Ryder James

His face had a very nice smile on it, while his eyes glittered with warmth. “Good morning, good morning, ” he said, and his voice thundered through the room. “I’m Ryder Jackson; I own the Grand Plaza Hotel and other hotel chains around the country. Sara was startled and felt herself flutter in the chest flutter. She had heard of Ryder Jackson, had she not? Who hadn’t? He was a legendary businessman who was capable of ruthless business actions and had impeccable taste. Austin got up on his feet, grinning, and outstretched his hand. "Ryder, good to meet you," he said, his voice smooth and confident.

The truth was, Kim was just making stuff up along the way. Except for the bet she made with him, that had been planned and executed perfectly. The thought of collecting his gold membership card and five thousand dollar was satisfying to her. She knew he'd still find a way to beg for the gold membership card from her. It had taken her a long time but she was finally able to find out the reason why Ryder wanted a gold membership card for Ecstasy in the first place from Jake his friend. Ryder had been fishing for new clients in Ecstasy, which of course made sense, Ecstasy was filled with the rich and elite that could be persuaded to patronise Ryder's business.

Hurry, hurry! Ryder: .... WTF?

He managed to catch up with James, who was about to enter his car, and fired a shot at his hand, the bullet piercing his left hand. James screamed in agony as he got into the car with his bleeding arm, and Ryder began firing shots at the car's tires to prevent them from escaping. However, his beta had already started the car and began driving away. Ryder tossed his empty handgun to the floor and was about to aim his rifle at the car's tinted windows when a sharp pain shot through his right leg. He groaned in agony as blood began to flow from the wound. Turning around, he spotted James's henchmen, the ones he hadn't taken out earlier. He screamed in pain as he unleashed a barrage of gunfire,

Ryder says then takes a drink of his sweet tea. “How are your husbands and wife?” Lidia asks him. Ryder is in a polyamorous relationship with his wife Natalie and his two husbands Jaxson and Etienne. Natalie is also living a reverse harem dream with those three men and two others, Callum and Dominic. It’s an odd relationship but they are all so perfect together. They are for sure #relationshipgoals for me.

she states, pointing to Emmett and Richard as Ryder turns to glance at them. “Yeah; they are nobody. My father owns Stephen’s winery’s. Who cares they are here with some piss ass property company” Ryder chuckles as one of his friends nudges him in the ribs to try and get him stop talking. “What?” “The one on the right is Drake Spencer” his friend tells him as his eyes grow wide and face contorts with humiliation.

Humpton was just the beginning, but Ryder… Ryder is a different kind of problem altogether. One that I'm not sure I could solve as easily.

EXTRA: Ryder: You stink Jake: Why are we still here... just to suffer...

my father barked, his voice trembling with fierce hatred, witnessed by hundreds of VVIP guests. Ryder stared at my father with a completely deadpan expression. He didn't take the bait. With an incredibly elegant movement, he snatched a glass of red champagne from a passing waiter's tray. "I am here under the official invitation of Mr. Kessler, Mr. Collins," Ryder replied, his lethal baritone smooth and steady. "Besides, your vendetta is with my father. It has nothing to do with me."

I spotted Spencer and Ryder across the crowd, his eyes locked on mine for a brief moment before he nodded and continued on his way. Ryder stood at around 6'1" with a lean yet athletic build, honed from years of running and training in the woods. His skin had a warm, golden undertone, a testament to his mixed heritage, unlike my pale own. His grey eyes were a striking feature, seeming to gleam with a mix of intensity and kindness, depending on his mood.