Yes Mr Knight Book 2 Novels & Stories

I didn’t even sit close to him. I was simply responding to the question his guest was asking me. Emphasis on ‘his’. So why had Mr. Knight sounded so… irritated? Or was it anger I saw in his eyes? I shifted, trying to balance my weight and sighed. Some people were ridiculously weird for no reason, no matter how much money they had. And Mr. Knight was a definite example. And what was that hard copy nonsense? I shook my head trying to hold in my laugh. What was he even going to do with printed files that could have easily been emailed to him?

Outside the evening air felt colder than expected as the driver opened the car door for me. The ride home was quiet. My phone buzzed repeatedly with emails I ignored while the city lights blurred past the tinted windows. By the time we reached the Knight estate, the sky had already turned gold and dark blue. The mansion stood exactly the way it always did, large, perfect and empty. I stepped inside while the staff greeted me quietly. “Welcome home, Mr. Knight.” I loosened my tie slightly. Before I could continue walking, Xavier's voice suddenly stopped me from behind.

“I thought you wanted to talk about how nice our first time was. Don’t ruin the atmosphere with a topic like. Your body is weak right now, don’t provoke me.” I’m about to argue when a knock comes on the door and a doctor is accompanied into the room by Adrian. “Please have a look at my mate, doctor,” Knight stood up from bed, giving the doctor enough space to look at me, “You can go,” He nods at Adrian to leave the room. I couldn’t stop looking at him, thinking to myself what my crime was. Why do I have to live this way? Why do I have to meet someone like him? [I told you he is not going to give us the antidote] Golden come into my mind, [This is what you get for allowing him to fuck you. An

The medical pad beneath us was no longer sterile. It was a wreck—heavy, translucent, and completely drenched with my juices and the sheer force of our union. When the climax ripped through me, he let out a guttural growl and delivered one final, powerful thrust, filling me with his scorching heat. --- The next day, Alexander brought me back to New York. The Knight empire had collapsed overnight. The stock had bottomed out, and core assets were frozen. Gerald Knight was clinging to life in the ICU with severe burns.

I pass the key to him and stumble forward when I hear the ear-piercing crushing sound coming from the second floor of the mansion before me. "For how long?" I make a panic sound, and for the first time in my life, I felt a sinking feeling in my stomach. "Since he has returned home, which couldn't be more than half an hour, ma'am." The guard sounds concerned, and I follow him, matching his steps as he hurries toward the mansion. Climbing the small staircase, we reach the door when the man says, "I tried Sir Logan and Eleanor and other people's numbers, but they didn't pick up the call. Maybe they didn't hear the ring. You gave me your number last time you came with Ms. Brooklyn for project wo

As they stood under the soft glow of the streetlights, Mr. Royal Knight's words hung in the air like a delicate promise. "And I believe we should learn to walk before we run. That's exactly why I didn't kiss you, Mrs. Eleanor Knight," he confessed, his tone gentle yet resolute. "But I promise not to make you wait for very long." Eleanor felt a shiver of anticipation dance down her spine, her heart fluttering at his sincerity. "Very thoughtful, Mr. Royal Knight," she praised, her voice warm with affection.

“Are you afraid I’m going to bite you?” “No.” Rolling my eyes, I move forward and prepare to take the seat beside him, but before I can, I’m being pulled down onto his lap and held in place as I snap my wide-eyed gaze at him. “What?” he chuckles. “I said I wouldn’t bite you.” “But you’d do other things knowing that your man can show at any time?” “Doesn’t that make it a little more exciting?” Knight counters, letting one of his hands roam the area above my pants. “The unknown time allotted before someone walks in and catches us in the act, are you going to say that doesn’t make you wet?”

NATE When I arrive home, I park my motorcycle in the garage and begin to walk towards the house. The moment I step inside, the thick aroma of grilled steak fills my nostrils. I halt in my tracks, still sniffing the air. We seldom have steak dinner in this house, but there is only one gothic girl in the entire Adams family who is crazy in love and married to steak. There is no way— "And the rebel king is back!" A familiar chirpy voice shrieks behind me, and I jump back in shock just the same time I snap around to see my sister Cathy flicking her tongue over her teeth in that familiar smirky smile of hers that just fucking screams mischief.

The knowledge made me slightly remorseful about leaving the lunch box on the kitchen counter at home. At that moment, the secretary returned with two security guards. She placed her hands on her hips as she stared down at me, her face filled with disdain. “I just contacted the Knight mansion a few minutes ago,” she told me. “They just confirmed that they didn't send anyone to meet with Mr. Knight. Please leave.” My heart trembled with disbelief when I heard her speak. I slipped my phone into my bag and rose to my feet, standing in front of her face-to-face.

”You’re right, you are the Luna,” he said and took a step back. I turned around, hoping to be able to leave but a big, strong hand took a hold of my arm and spun me around. I slammed into James’s chest and he held me there, I couldn't move or break free. ”I, Alpha James Knight of the Red Moon Pack, hereby revoke your title as Luna of the Red Moon Pack and it will remain as such until I say otherwise,” I was trying to wrangle free from his hold but it was useless. The pain that followed after his speech was brutal, as though someone had reached inside of me and severed a lifeline.