Sloan Mcsteamy Novels & Stories

Sloan was stone-cold sober, and he was freaking the fuck out. "I am not a blue man. I am Dagerstanteen. I am warrior. I am the great ruler. You may address me as king just like the cat does." Sloan dropped the water and stepped away from the table. He took another step toward the beach. He had to get out of here.

For the rest of the day I zone out most of what is going on around me as I try to find a way out of this meeting with the King. There is no way that I can bring myself to meet him. I value my life far too much to put it in danger like that. As we finish packing up and preparing to leave the following morning I find myself with little to share as I spend all of my time focusing on trying to find a way out. "Sloan? Have you heard anything that I have said lately? I am used to women being quiet around me but not having them zoning out while I speak." He says finally capturing my attention.

I asked them. “That’s what we thought, but look what happened.” Imran said shaking his head. “Wait… wait... I just remember that before my birthday, Mr.Stone didn’t lock it as Ms.Sheela doesn’t have anywhere else to go until her parlor appointment. Even the next day it was unlocked because I even placed his coffee on his table. ” I said, remembering that day.

Something else. A glimmer of satisfaction? A glimmer of perilous satisfaction? I couldn't tell but it felt strangely freeing. The door creaked open as I was thinking about the enormous task of finding my shirt and my shattered dignity. I gasped. With a tentative almost bashful smile on his lips, Sloan stood with a tray full of what appeared to be an entire feast. His chest was still bare and he was wearing dark low-slung sweatpants. His skin had a slight sheen of sweat as though he had just finished working out. His damp hair fell across his forehead in a way that gave him a disheveled endearing rogue appearance rather than the intimidating CEO.

Craig comes in, with a man that looks like a much older version of him, followed by a woman with blonde hair fixed in loose curls and a white fitted dress. I'm not sure what Mr. Adams is plotting, but I instantly feel like grabbing a few of those margaritas that Mr. Adams is pouring into those cups. 💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨

Sloan had been crazy about his boss since the first day he worked for Hendry, the hottest eligible bachelor in the city according to the country's top financial magazine. The handsome PA had been infatuated with Hendry Arnaud Camden for two years and counting. Sure Sloan dated, but with every person that he went out with, he always put Hendry on a pedestal and reminded himself that he was doomed. Sloan even dated women in the second year just to try and shake the funk off his systems since he considers himself a sexually fluid kind of guy. But he still didn't manage to lower his expectation of his lovers. Sloan always knew that he was out of his league in regard to his boss and Sloan was hum

Tracy had a mocking smile as she looked through Celeste. Then the professor called again. "Carter, Tracy Dylan." Tracy walked confidently to the front and started introducing herself. "I am Tracy Dylan Carter. I graduated with honors during my high school years. I enjoy Science very much, that is why I want to become a doctor someday! I came from the Carter family of Octave City." "Thank you Ms Carter." Then the professor continued calling each of her students and then she called. . . "Klatt, Celeste Covey"

Mrs Sloan questioned rudely as Mr Smith hissed furiously . " You do not address me by my name Sloan , I am not in any way your mate besides being a doctor doesn't mean I deal with battered bodies Madam " Doctor Smith sneered as Mrs Sloan glared at him in fury . " How dare you address me by name ? Do you know who you are speaking to ? I am the wife of Mr Brookes one of the leading companies in New York City so you have no right to question me,you are just a mere doctor " Sloan remarked rudely as Mr Smith eyes shot in fury as he furrowed his brows , " Did you just call me a mere doctor, do you know how many successful operations I have done, I think it's best to keep your mouth shut because if