Trevor Henderson Peeping Tom Novels & Stories

I purred to myself wondering what his bum what look like outside of his pants. Trevor peeked back at me just as we made it to the VIP section. The ropes were held open for us by a staff member to welcome us to the area. Trevor let me step in front this time. “Where you just checking out my butt?” he asked in a low playful voice. Immediately my jaw dropped, and my face heated quickly giving me away. He chuckled at me. “It’s alright, won’t be the last time you do.” Then he gave me a playful wink.

“Trevor’s not really a womanizer,” Mark interjected as he pushed her seat forward so he could get out of the backseat. “He’s just teasing you. He’s a photographer. It might interest you to know he’s the one who’ll be doing your campaign with Alexander. The nightgown was probably leftover from a shoot and got stuffed there because there was nowhere else to put it.” Helen stood with her hands on her hips. She wasn’t sure she believed him about the nightgown. If Trevor was really such a chaste guy, she bet he’d have a few more buttons on his shirt done up.

Then, Preston angrily boomed a dark expression on his face, "Shut up, all of you! I'm not interested in your menial affairs. Anyone who mentions anything else unrelated, I'll break their legs!" Then, Kurt nervously chirped in, "I swear that Mr. Tanner's death isn't connected to the Donnels! Two nights ago, I dropped by Peak Enterprises because it was on my way. Then, at the main entrance, I saw Woody Henderson coming downstairs with Pamela in his arms. "I didn't do anything, really. "That's right, you should look for Woody Henderson. He's the one who saved Pamela from Mr. Tanner, so he's definitely involved in this.

I hang up if not I'll cry. Noah came with coffee, he handed it tool me, I sip out of it and drop it on the side table. He turned on the TV. Hannah Stone came out live with a shocking news, this young lady as hone through serious situations in her life in school. Jackson Henderson being the mastermind of sexual and drug abuse. But right now, where is Jackson Henderson? Taylor Hart, Mathew Know, Nicky Harrison, Caleb Cross, Prince West has currently been arrested, this nineteen years old young men has currently been press charges against.

"I can't believe you dated him. For three months. And he thought sneaking you into a hotel room was a clear path for sex. Forcefully, I might add. Wow." "I think he was more clueless than malicious." Olivia figured he'd assumed sex was a part of the whole prom experience. She might've considered it had he not acted like a petulant child. Nate bared his teeth. Seethed. "Where can I find this person?" Everyone stared wide-eyed at him, but it was Nakos who eventually broke the silence. "Tom Henderson. Quarterback of the football team and had his eye on Olivia since freshman year. He converted to a Mormon after graduation and lives in Utah now with five wives. Or something. And don't you worry,

The door opens right then and Trevor waltzes in with a smile. “Morning, everyone,” he greets when he takes off his sunshades and his baseball cap. All eyes are on him, and the air in the café is dense. Trevor’s smile slowly fades when he scans through everyone’s expressions and then finally looks at me. “Did something happen?” “You and I need to talk right now!” I march past Natalie with her phone and head out of the café with my nerves twisting into one tense ball of worry. Never in a million years would I have imagined being tagged in the media as one of Trevor Hawkins's girls!

Headlines flash across the screen, bold and real. "BUSINESS TYCOON LUCAS HENDERSON ARRESTED FOR FRAUD, TAX EVASION, AND EXTORTION, AMONG OTHER CHARGES" "LEAKED CONFESSION: 'I DID WHAT I HAD TO. SHE'S MY DAUGHTER.'" "EVIDENCE TIES HENDERSON TO THREATS AGAINST HIS OWN FAMILY." I sink down onto the edge of the couch, heart thudding loudly against my chest, my thoughts spiraling. The warm mug in my hands keeps me grounded as I try to wrap my head around what I’ve just seen. I don't move. I don't breathe.

Spinning the steering wheel, I navigated out of the parking lot and added, "Henderson Group's stock is guaranteed to tank at least seven points when the market opens tomorrow. All evidence is gathered, and we can strike whenever we want." Stacey and I had investigated long ago. There was no way a low-level assistant like Archie could push a scandal onto the top of the trending topic list by himself. Someone must have been pulling strings behind the scenes. "No rush," I replied, looking out the window at the blur of neon lights. "Let things play out a little longer. The Hendersons will go on full alert if we make our move right now." Just then, my phone buzzed in my bag. It was a text from Va

" The man with the hooded eyes stood up, and Millie watched as he leaned over his friend and reclined the chair he was sleeping in and covered him up with throw he dragged off the sofa. He walked over to stand in front of her and she had to tip her head right back to look into those eyes now. He held his hand out. “Nick Henderson, I’m sorry, I’d forgotten you were coming.” He made Millie feel rather nervous. She held her hand out and his large and warm hand engulfed hers and did nothing to ease the thought she might be making her acquaintance with a delicious and terrifying danger. Like walking into a tiger’s den.

JB replied, as he put out his phone from his back pocket and starts typing something on it. "This Jerrick Henderson... you say he's an Asian right?" He asked Leo who's the one who murdered the poor model. "Yep! I checked his background, he used to be a singer at his country when he was in his early 20's. And then when he flew here in Australia tryna be an Aussie, he was then discovered as a model. Ripped toned abdominal and biceps, tall, lean and other f*cking things about him." Leo explained, picking up another magazine coming from the small shelf beside him.