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knowing that there was no way Mr Z was going to drop the topic , it was better to come clean before he charged out himself to see who exactly called for me and that was the last thing I wanted . After all I told Mr Z a lot about Jacob. " Jacob Knight ? The obnoxious, arrogant , self important jerk of an asshole ? " asked Mr Z repeating the exact same words that I used to describe Jacob after he kissed me " The same one , with whom you would rather drink a vat of molten glass than kiss him ?" piped Ryan from the side as he finished plating the grilled chicken " Yup , the very same , the famous QB of Longhorns " I said suppressing the smile that was etching it way over my face

so nervous to meet him personally, the man was the definition of perfection and here I, a low key girl, but taking deep breaths and calming my mind I put my hands on my thighs. "Mr knight, is here. You have 10 minutes only" the man informed me. "Thank you" I gave him a sweet smile and he left, closing the door Suddenly the Door opened and my eyes fell on him. A man in his mid 50s came inside, with an elegant personality. Looking at his dominant and dark nature, I knew the man was none other than the great Senior Mr Knight. He had a dangerous aura around him. A man like him can bring a person begging on his knees.

I said, very calmly and politely. "You can't order me, Miss Williams." The nerve of this chauvinist, son of a billionaire! "I'm not in the mood for your baseless comments. Start explaining, Mr Knight." I gritted my teeth in anger. "What makes you think, my comments are baseless, Miss Williams?" That was more than enough for me to act calmly, "Are you bloody insane? Tell me!" I yelled as he stared at me impassively, as if my screeching never had any effect on him.

Knight said with a smile then ask staring down the female as if she was somewhat naked. “I'm-” "She works for Mr. Glaries, she stopped by to deliver a message because she was passing by. What brings you here?" Kyhe cut her off and said, then ask her. “You work for Mr. Glaries?” Mrs. Knight asked, looking her up and down. “Yes.” She responded! “Good then, show me your employee badge.” Mrs. Knight said to her demanding proof! “Huh? Oh, it's right here... Here!” She asked the questions then said going through purse then show it to her.

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Of course, you must have been offering yourself to him for months, until Knight finally relented, probably just to piss me off, like he always does. - You're so petty, always thinking the world revolves around you! - Missy grunted - And, honestly, I don't care if you believe if I was faithful or not. What matters is that my conscience is clear, unlike yours. If you have one, after you've engineered an entire night just to humiliate me.

The kind of smile that held no warmth. “Mrs. Knight,” he said softly, though I had never given anyone that title aloud. My blood froze. “You’re even more beautiful in person.” My throat went dry. “I think you’re mistaken.” His companion chuckled low, shaking his head. “We don’t make mistakes.” The first man stepped closer, his voice still calm, too calm. “You see, our employer takes great interest in Alexander Knight’s… attachments. Especially the secret ones. Secrets are fragile things, Mrs. Knight. They can be broken so easily.”

Knight removed his clothes, topless he grabbed a wine bottle that was he himself bought but never touched. “Let’s have a drink before we get started,” Knight placed an expensive wine bottle on the table and poured himself some of it. “But I am light weight, I will get drunk easily.” Eiran removed his coat. “Isn’t that a good thing, you won’t even remember having sex with me.” Knight flashed that irritating smile again. Eiran just looked at him blankly. Is that really a good thing? What if I lose my composure? He settled across Knight on the dining table. I don’t really want to get drunk.

Mr. Reed opened his suitcase and brought out a piece of document from it. “My Lord this document here is the original copy of the will of the late Mr. Mason Knightely. It has a clause which is being violated by this honorable court.” Mr. Reed explained as he handed the will to the Clerk.

he said, voice low but steady. Mr. Knight didn’t even bother acknowledging him. His eyes was on his phone more like he was waiting for confit . He hate being ordered around. He wasn’t a man who trusted easily. But then Blair walked by. Her hips swayed left abd right, her curves obvious demanding attention. Her presence was fire to moths, Mr. Knight was no exception. His eyes locked onto her like a starving dog spotting meat. He swallowed, throat moving visibly, his call momentarily forgotten.