Novel & Cerita Guest 1337 X Elliot

Elliot was not that kind of client. He ordered food from somewhere that delivered in bags too beautiful to be practical and left half of it in the kitchen with a note that said simply enough for two without making it an offer Kieran would feel obligated to respond to. When Kieran came out of the guest suite at six to do an evening perimeter check, Elliot was on the terrace with a glass of something amber, watching the city go from blue dusk to orange sodium-light with the particular stillness of someone who was very good at being alone.

HERO POV "I want you to kill Georgia," Elliot said, his voice low and dangerously even. "Right now. And I mean right now. I want you to film the entire thing. Every. Single. Fucking. Second. I want that stupid little brat, Cyrus, to see exactly what happens when someone betrays me. Make sure he understands the consequences when he watches it." He clicked the radio off, then on again immediately, his eyes carefully fixed on the small speaker as if he could force a response through sheer willpower.

Our place here. “I don’t owe you an explanation,” I growled, stepping into the room, the tension thick between us. Frank turned his gaze to my mate, eyes filled with suspicion. "Elliot, who the hell is this guy?" Elliot. So that was his name. Fucking delicious. Elliot's eyes flickered between me and Frank, clearly torn as he struggled to find the right words. I could see the panic in his eyes, the desperation to keep everything hidden. "He's... just a friend. He came for a visit. That's all."

I scoffed under my breath, forcing myself to look away even though I knew I couldn’t. Aria was bold, and she was gorgeous. And I was screwed. Elliot was the first to crack. “Damn, I need to talk to Lila,” he muttered, his voice low but determined. Before Ryder could react, Elliot was already on his feet, weaving through the crowd. Ryder reached out, grabbing at his arm like he could stop him. “Elliot, are you serious right now? We’re supposed to keep the fans here, not chase after the strays!” Ryder hissed.

"Natalie, don't marry him… Please, look at me." The guests erupted into an explosion of whispers. "Isn't that the Zeller heir? Why did he show up dressed like that?" "Is he here to crash the wedding?" "But doesn't he like the Graf family's adopted daughter?" Whispers rippled through the room like a rising tide. I dug my nails hard into my palm, my voice cold as ice. "Why are you here?" Elliot's breath caught, pain surging through his eyes. "I'm sorry. I was wrong."

She replied, then turned to her boys, “I’m sorry, let’s go over here.” I stood there and waited for them to finish their business and leave, then I walked back in. Elara looked up at me with inquisitive eyes. “Coast is clear.” I told her. She didn’t waste any more time, hitting me with her shoulders on her way out. I couldn’t help it. Like the pervert that I’d turned out to be because of her, I brought her fingers to my nose and took her scent in. ** “Get all her details. Every single information, I want nothing left out, Mike.”

With precise steps and strong determination, I walk towards the room until I'm right outside it. "Shh…Stay quiet. She will hear us otherwise." Elliot whispers to someone. My heartbeat quickens as I grab the door knob. How can someone be so shameless? He is planning to get married and yet he is sleeping around with different women. He didn't have the decency to get rid of his lover when he knew his fiance was just a few steps away from his room. Luckily the door isn't locked. He probably didn't think that I could go past his henchman or woman and get here. I turn on the camera of my phone as I open the door and step in.

I start fighting him as I struggle to get air into my body because of the tightness of his grip. I start to remember what I learned with Ally and I grab one of his fingers that is around my neck and I pull it back as much as I can. And I can hear them breaking but he doesn’t budge. What the fuck. So I go for another one and he grabs my hands with his other hand while he looks at me. “How is it possible that you love that cunt?” - Elliot asks and I dart my eyes opened. How did he know Gabe was a Lockwood. I never mentioned his last name to anyone here.

Tabitha’s POV He turns toward the men beside him. “Allow me to introduce our guests. This is Eliott Sharpe, Alpha of the Deathclaw Pack, and his Beta, Karl Langston.” Eliott is a broad-shouldered man with iron-gray hair brushed neatly back. My mom and I exchange a firm handshake with him. “Appreciate the welcome. It’s been a while since I last visited Crystal Ridge,” Eliott says with a nod. Karl, a slightly leaner man with a watchful gaze and a close-cropped beard nods at Alpha Emery.

Oops. I quickly got dressed and grabbed Liam's hands then got out of the room. "Guys, this is not a hotel. You can't just casually come over and use my guestroom to fuck," Marissa said with a bored expression on her face. "It was an emergency," Liam said. "Slut," Sarah contributed her input. "She is just using you. I hope you know that. She is obsessed with me and she always will be," Elliot said. "You and your tiny dick can go fuck yourselves, Elliot. Good luck with your shitty boyfriend Sarah," I declared and walked out of the door. Liam shrugged and followed me.