Novel & Cerita Vince Ellis

“Is this about Thea? You actually hurt over this?” I met his eyes, gave him nothing. “I don’t get hurt.” He blinked, then laughed again, assuming I was joking. “Classic. Ice in your veins, man. That’s why we’ve survived this long.” He raised his coffee cup in a mock toast. “To never letting them see us sweat.” I clinked my mug against his, but my mind was elsewhere. Ellis kept talking… something about a party in Miami he wanted me to hit with him, some model who’d been blowing up his phone but I only half-listened. My silence didn’t bother him; he was used to it. He filled the air for both of us.

_*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> What the fuck? _*]:min-w-0 gap-3" "I'm Dr. Elijah Reeves," he said, walking into the gym with confident strides that drew my attention to the way his body moved. Fluid, controlled, athletic. "But you can call me Eli. I specialize in sports-related injuries, specifically career-ending ones. I've reviewed your file extensively. The damage to your leg was severe, but not irreparable." _*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> His voice did something to me. Made me want to hear him say my name. Made me wonder what he'd sound like saying it in different circumstances. In the dark. In bed. Breathless.

Everyone respected him. But Ellison did not show displeasure despite Nicole's attitude. He smiled and said, "I just want to invite you for a meal. Harvey will be a bit late, as he was still outside." Mr. Ellison, whose full name was Thomas Ellison, was not such a nonsense person. Nicole frowned and was a bit impatient. "Tell me what it is about, or I will leave." Mr. Ellison heard she was leaving and hurriedly said, "I saw the video of Harvey and you on the Internet. I can tell that he is fond of you, and he has asked you to be his girlfriend. Is that true?"

"Get me hot chocolate!" Mariano told Meela to make me hot chocolate while I watched Tom Ellis and marveled over his sexy accent. "What's gotten into you all of a sudden?" He asked. I shrugged. "It's the red wedding." "Whose wedding?" Mariano's brow furrowed. "Who are you going with?" The man really was clueless. What a man thing to say. I coughed. "The time of the month?" He looked quickly at his phone. "It's the second week of this month. What about it?"

David Bryant, he’s friends with Mikali and Kurt. He’s a quick-witted guy, with lots of tattoos and piercings thought in his trooper uniform. He wasn’t wearing any of those piercings, and I could only see a hint of the tattoos on his neck. “An attack?" I furrowed my brow. “I didn’t hear anything,” I shrugged.

Damian said, sensing Ellis's intentions. Vivian retreated in fear and stumbled over a Beta's body. Then she heard Ellis say the last thing she ever wanted to hear in her life. "I, Ellis Charles Wilton, Alpha of the Golden Moon Pack, hereby officially reject Vivian Lewis Hamilton from the Red Crescent Pack. Never regret it!" As the words left his lips, Ellis felt an excruciating pain as if it would tear through his soul, but it was a necessary price for his freedom from his cruel mate.

The crowd cheered louder. “But unlike her he paused…we are not afraid to finish the job.”Everlyn muted the video.The room went silent.Jesse looked at Marcus.“Who is he?”Marcus checked the screen.“Daniel Vale.”Everlyn frowned.“I’ve heard that name.”Marcus nodded.“He used to be a community organizer.“Now he’s becoming something else.Jesse crossed his arms.“He’s using you.”Everlyn looked back at the frozen image on the screen.“Yes.”Marcus took the tablet back.“He’s growing fast.”“How fast?” Jesse asked.Marcus hesitated.“Too fast.”He pulled up more footage.

Vivian straightened slightly as he approached the table with infuriating ease. “Ms. Cole.” “Mr. Ellis.” His mouth curved faintly. “You always say my full name like we’re negotiating a hostage exchange.” “You’re opposing counsel.” “Not currently.” “Temporarily opposing counsel, then.” Chloe looked between them like she was watching live entertainment. Roman’s attention shifted briefly toward her. “Roman Ellis.” “Chloe Bennett,” she replied quickly. “Huge fan of your public interviews.” Vivian blinked slowly. “Chloe.” “What? He’s famous in legal circles.”

God. “Syd, meet Raven,” Ellis says, pulling me out of my spiraling thoughts. “Raven, Sydney.” Raven stands there with a calm but darkly magnetic look on his face. The kind of face that feels like a crime against other men. “Raven’s my best friend and business partner,” Ellis continues. “Actually, he’s the CEO of our tech company. I’ve told you about him before, remember?” I nod, swallowing hard, struggling to keep myself from visibly drooling over him.