Steve Hilton Novels & Stories

Always reinforcing my need for revenge. "David Holt tried to stop the cost-cutting?" I ask, though I already know the answer. "Multiple times. Documented in emails to the board. He threatened to go public if they didn't restore the safety budget." Henry's voice is grim. "Then the accident happened. Holt took full responsibility publicly, served his time, lost everything. And Hastings walked away clean." I stare at the gas station parking lot, watching a mother fill her tank while her kids play in the backseat, and feel my entire worldview crumbling.

I wasn’t expecting him to say all of that so I just nodded since no words were definitely going to come out of my mouth. “Bailey, this is Henry Hilton. William’s personal assistant.” I finally take note of the person behind William. I wasn’t really expecting a man to be his personal assistant, it is so strange but for some reason, i had imagined his assistant to be a female but i was shocked to see it was a man with very lean muscle build, he was tall but not as tall as William and he had glasses with black square frame which gave him a nerdy look. Nerdy but sexy.

Whitney quickly stood up and called out, "Aunt Stephanie." Stephanie curved her lips into a smile and nodded. "Stephanie!" Lia said as she came out of the kitchen. "How come you’re here by yourself? Where's Steve?" Steve Hilton was Lia’s eldest son and also Stephanie’s husband. "He had something to take care of and will be a bit late. We can start eating first." She looked at Millie and asked, "Millie, what were you saying about me?"

Upon hearing that, the surrounding people expressed their surprise. "So he's Elijah of the Hilton family!" "The Hilton family is the biggest gemstone dealer in Steinberg, and Elijah is the beloved grandson of the Hilton family's patriarch. He's domineering and arrogant! Basically, he gets anything he sets his sights on." "Exactly! A while ago, there was a female celebrity visiting Steinberg for an event. Mr. Hilton took a fancy to her and offered ten million just to spend one night with her. When she refused, he had her kidnapped!"

"No problem, it will be done by tomorrow." Dustin nodded as he promised to do that. He did not mention any potential problem. What was the point of keeping him if he needed to complain to Henry about such an insignificant matter? He would have his way of dealing with people who refused to cooperate and let go. Dustin suddenly had an idea. He whispered, "Master, to complete that task, it will be much easier if someone is there to help." "Who?" Henry asked. "Mr. Hilton from the Sync Sensation Group. Two of the most severely affected victims are artists from their group. They're fairly reputable and anxious to be healed and restore their faces to normal."

Hilton justified his actions. He was the same person who prevented his Father from informing Romeo about the robbery incident. “Cut that crap, bro,” Romeo snapped. “ I may not be on the board of directors, but I deserve to be kept up to date on the activities of my father's company." He demanded. “Besides, what did Dad do about the stolen equipment? Were they able to apprehend the person responsible?” He asked further. He wasn't bothered if the conversation would take the whole day. “That is precisely where I was headed before you interrupted me.” Hilton frowned.

He lies back on the hard stone, his knees raised, and clasps his hands behind his head. He stares up at the emblem carved into the stone arch that supports the ceiling. The door creaks open. “I thought I heard you walking around.” Jack’s low voice rumbles around the small chapel as he strolls toward him. Blake’s second in command drops onto one of the pews at the front, stretching his legs out and crossing them at the ankles. “Trouble sleeping?”

Robbie sounds completely dumbfounded and I'd bet my last dollar that most of the men that are in this room feel the same including myself. "You really believe that you are doing good, don't you?" I ask. I need to hear him answer me. I need to hear the words. "Of course." He nods. "We are just doing the goddess's work. We are just helping those that need it." How has he kept up such a good act all of this time? He has been the doc at this pack for decades and yet, always kept up his act. How have I never noticed how fucked up in the head he truly is? How hasn't anyone noticed?

Julius was suddenly at my side, his face a mask of composure, but the tick in his jaw and the unease seeping through the bond told me he was concerned. “Do you want me to come with?” “I need you to run the meeting with Steve and Max about strategy. They’ll be at my office in fifteen minutes, go ahead with that and I’ll mindlink you if we need backup.” Steve and Max were directly below Dean in the chain of command, if anything, it was better if he was with them in the instance we ran into any trouble.

Even the room that Hilton was staying in was bigger and the best part was, the rooms were not shared like it were at Shane’s dormitory. “Just take it easy tonight and try not to worry too much about what happened. We will put our heads together tomorrow and try and find a way to get over what happened,” Shane said. He knew those were basically empty words, because he realised that not only was Hilton’s heart broken, his pride as a man was destroyed too. How was he ever going to face Isabel or any other woman again. “You really are a good person, Shane. If only I met you earlier,” Hilton said. He had a very solemn expression on his face. To think that a guy that he met for the first day would