Novel & Cerita Vince Ellis

Focus, girl, focus. "I can't believe I've been in front of my savior all this time, and I didn't know. And I got to meet his mate, my goddess!" I thought out loud, looking at Brandon and Ella. "Uhm, savior?" asked Hunter, making me look back at him with a sparkle.

Walking out of the tea shop, Zoe bowed and smiled. Vincent Ellis is the second young master of the Ellis family, who has just returned from studying abroad. He looks talented, but in fact, he is a Playboy. In front of him is the heir to the family company. He only needs a job in the company, but he spends all day playing with girls. If his parents had not threatened and enticed him by blocking his bank card, he would not have wanted to get married.

“He was acting weird at the seminar. Couldn’t stop staring.” Vincent checked his tablet. “Probably about the merger pitch. Helix’s logistics branch is struggling. Could be desperate.” I unmuted. “Send him in. Alone.” Minutes later, Ellis walked in. He was a young guy in his mid-thirties, but too much cologne, slicked-back blond hair, and fake confidence. His suit was expensive but tight around the middle. “Liam!” he said, walking right up, hand were outstretched. “Your speech today? Brilliant.”

“She is just like what I was the first time I came here. Stop. She doesn’t know what is happening to her and it's supposed to be like this.” “Damn right. Now, you… you are the only sane person here. What is happening?” Ellis explained what was happening, the history, and the like. “Right. This is not going to work for me. I am not interested in romantic or sexual relationships.” Ellis smiled. “I understand. It’s all up to you. Mind you, they can be persuasive. I was a civil-rights lawyer before I came here.” She raised her brow. “Oh, wow. You’re the person I should be talking to then!” Cristine exclaimed.

He didn't say a word, instead, he buried his face on the crook of my neck and hell how warm it felt. I could hear the nosy people whispering to themselves but I paid no attention to them. Even the bouncers that were supposed to be here the very moment Cyrus punched Dylan just made their grand entrance. What a waste of money this club has to pay for their irresponsible employees. "Cyrus." I saw Cyrene behind Cyrus and she just nodded at me while Cyrus didn't respond to her. He seemed to be lost in his own world.

he said and his step mother yelled more "don't you ever try that Asher don't..she was still talking when he ended the call and threw the phone back to the table. What nonsense is all this how can she get a girl for me to marry did I in any way tell her or anyone that I need a s**t who wants nothing but my money.wh**es everywhere. My name is Asher Smith CEO of Ash group of companies the number one top manufacturing company in New York and all over the country you can call me a mega Billionaire and that is why I don't want to be tied down with b**ches who only comes to me because of my money and how I handle them in bed.

I murmured leaning closer to him and I saw how his facial expressions changed into a deadly one rip on me tightened so much that my bones could snap any time soon "Those men would die before they even get a glimpse" he made a low growl and I saw nothing but Possessiveness. Looking at Victor fuming in anger had me feeling amused. It was something else to see him react to something so silly "You are a boring man Mr. Ellison...can't hold your liquor and well...have you ever gone clubbing before"I said with a mischievous smirk. Victor Ellison was a Billionaire that everyone knew. But the man was way too boring that I knew.

I played another song, my fingers dancing across the keys, when my phone chimed with a notification. I frowned, thinking it might be Kiara or Clinton. But when I picked it up, I realized it was a W******p message from an unknown number. Curiosity piqued, I opened it. It was a video. I clicked on it, and my blood ran cold. There was Clinton, on a bed, with Seraphina. They were tangled in the sheets, her hands cupping his face as she kissed him. I couldn’t see his full face, but I knew it was him. My heart dropped.

taking out five dollars in ones I reach out to hand them to him only for him to shack his head no. "What's your name" he asks catching me off guard, here I thought this Adonis of a man was just going to ignore me while we waited. "Harper, Harper Lewis" I hate my name with a passion, I still to this day have no idea why my mom named me Harper. I reach my hand out for him to shake and ask him what his name is. "Nixon Marsh" he shakes my hand and I feel sparks as if he was electrically charged and I pull my hand away quickly.

~Introduction to the Male lead~ Name: Zion Black Knight. Age: 19 years. Lives in: Manchester. A British national. Height: 6.1ft, Fair skin, black eye. He is a high schooler. He is somebody that can't be restrained or tamed. The child of world's best and richest businessman, Andrew Black Knight. The one who brought the renovation in the entire IT industry. He is rich, handsome and intelligent with a photographic memory. Perfect in every way.