Novel & Cerita Connor X Hank

Connor shot her a glance, eyes sharp with contempt, then stood abruptly. He walked to the balcony and made a phone call. Within five minutes, five burly men stepped into the room. With a cold expression, Connor pointed to Hannah, who by now was writhing under the drug's influence, her body trembling, her face flushed and glistening with sweat. "Her," he said flatly. "Do whatever you want with her." "Yes, Sir," one of the men replied.

He is so freaking tall and handsome. "What are you looking for?" a cold voice that lingers to his body. The pretty boy is startled when Connor gave him a smug smirk, and his lips are much redder than his daddy Luke. He approached the secretary of his brother as Dylan recalls what Daddy ordered. Connor's hands are on his shoulders, then he sighed heavily, "what are you to Luke, huh, Mr. Cohen?" A question that he cannot answer. Dylan keeps on sealing his lips, but Connor didn't bother to know it and crouches to level his eyesight. Those eyes are like him—amber-colored but a little bit darker. His face is so smooth, too … inches away from him.

Hank said. ================================

I stopped halfway from putting the forkful of salad in my mouth. I put the fork on my plate and looked at Jarred. He also put down his knife, lowering his head as if forcing himself not to meet my gaze. I shifted my gaze to Jackson, who was currently waiting for an answer. I shook my head. If Hank’s the oldest son of the founder of Connect Inc., that only means he’s one of Hade’s brothers. But why didn’t Jarred and Hade tell me about Hank? "It’s news to me, President De Verra. Thank you for letting me know," I answered with a smile. He looked surprised—his face said it all. He knew something was going on when he shifted his gaze from me to Jarred. He laughed and leaned back on his chair.

Jake freezes as does the dark beauty in front of him. “Wow, you are the most beautiful creature I have ever seen,” she says looking at him. She drops her gun and stares into Jakes black eye. “I’m ordered to kill you, why can’t I?” Jake gives Hank back control. “Because we are mates,” Hank answers. “I’m Hank Reynolds.” “Juliet Collins,” she says, smirking at his naked body. “I feel the connection.