To Hate Adam Connor Pdf Novels & Stories

“You want to kill me? It’s not the first time you’ve wanted to do so since we broke up but you know it’s the truth. Sage knows it too. Our pack is falling apart because you are all distracted” As soon as she finished her sentence, two things happen at once. My claws are out. My office door budges open and Connor and Neo storm right through. Neo looks between Viola and me with mild disgust. Connor generally hates Viola but the news of Jamie’s death must have hit them harder than it did me. Neo’s brows lift, his eyes fall on Viola before he barks, “Sorry to break up your little reunion doc but we need the room. Leave” He’s not sorry at all. He hates her.

Sotiria laughed even more sarcastically. “Now I get it. Although you’re smiling at me and telling me that you like me, deep down, you loathe me to the core. A man who takes a woman he likes as a lover can still pleasure himself, but… What could he possibly achieve by going to the trouble of taking a woman he dislikes as a lover? To disgust himself? “Mr. Connor, aren’t you doing all this just to seek revenge against Garrison? There are millions of ways to take revenge. Why do you have to use this way that would bring you more harm than good?”

His health is still fragile, and yet here he is, trying to control my life as if we’re still married, as if I owe him something. As the argument escalates, I can feel the tension in the room thickening, the air almost crackling with the intensity of our clashing emotions. And then, out of the corner of my eye, I see Connor standing in the doorway, his face etched with concern as he watches us. He steps forward, clearly intending to intervene, but I raise a hand, signaling him to back off. This is between Adam and me, and I need to deal with it on my own terms.

I can't stand my best friend's suspicious gaze after he would see my swollen lips. ~~~~ Having reached the house, I threw my bag on the couch and sunk on the floor beside it. My eyes can't stop tearing up with fresh new tears. That felt pathetic. I hate to be kissed. 'But you enjoyed it, didn't you?' Mocked by traitor heart. I can't understand why was it happening. I just wanted to shove it out of my head. I hate that cunning guy. He is a... A sex addict! Ethan Connor, the fucking hot guy is a pervert, a scoundrel, a mother fucking sex addict and more.

It was just attached to a chain. “What’s he like?” The question left her lips before she could stop it. Chloe, from the stairs, leaned forward. Leo sat back. He considered his words carefully. “Julian is… severe. He is disciplined. He sees the world in terms of assets and liabilities, risks and rewards. He is not warm. People call him cold, and he prefers it that way. It keeps things simple.” “He sounds awful,” Chloe whispered. “He’s not cruel for sport,” Leo said, looking at Chloe. “He’s just… removed. He grew up without much warmth. He decided he didn’t need it. Needing people is a risk. This proposal is him trying to solve a problem without taking that risk.”

Alpha Wade. He had been causing her so much pain! Over and over again. Never had I burned so much with anger. I hated him with every fibre of my being. I hated him so much that the thought of killing him in cold blood was appealing. I hated him for forcefully mating with my mother and linking a mate bond that she did not want! "Liya!" Connor's voice floated into my mind. I had not even realized he was standing beside me. My head snapped in his direction. "Yes?" I responded, startled.

"Hello, sir, I'm Penelope Bloom." There was already a girl standing there with files and a laptop, explaining to Mr. Reed about her work progress. Her black dress hugging her body perfectly and her light brown hair was secured in a bun on top of her head. Marissa Conner. Her eyes studied her face for a minute then she closed the laptop and said, "I'll come later." She walked towards Penelope and stopped for a second. She looked at her with her bright green eyes. Penelope felt intimated under her gaze. “Uh…?” She hesitated.

I open the door and refer without looking back. I have to agree with him, this "affair" wasn't a good idea from the start and I'm glad it's over. At least I was supposed to be happy, that means no more distractions at work, doesn't it? Although he has given me great orgasms I need to concentrate on work. I'm fine, I'll be fine, I always am. I just need to remember until a few days ago where my hatred for him was greater than the desire to sit on him. I'm not the type of woman who lets myself be carried away by desire, I make my choices, I always choose what's best for me and the best thing now is that Adam is just my insufferable boss.

No, it couldn’t be. I turned, heart in my throat, and got a better look at the man who had fired the gun. Tall. Powerful. Cold. My blood chilled. Alpha Vladimir. The ruthless leader of the Mancini Pack. The nightmare parents used to frighten their pups. He looked at me with disgust, as though I were something filthy clinging to the bottom of his boot. My knees gave out, and I dropped to the ground. "Please," I begged, voice trembling. "Don’t hurt us. We’ve done nothing."

"He loved your mother." His words struck me like a bullet, piercing through the armor I had built around my heart. Confusion swirled within me, and I took a step closer, demanding the truth. "What do you mean? Why would my father's love for my mother make him hate me?" A chilling smile tugged at the corners Connor's lips. "You remind him of his dead wife," he said, his voice dripping with a twisted satisfaction. "And I made sure he believed you were the result of an affair I had with her."