Keith Claes Novelas e Histórias

His blue eyes were clear, and his posture was like a tall willow tree swaying in the night breeze. Keith's appearance was the most special one among the four heirs. He was a child with mixed heritage. His dad, York Ritter, was a Zuedaroen, and his mom was a Euranian. Therefore, Keith was regarded as the second most attractive man in Rosseera City after James. At this moment, Keith's blue eyes met the icy blue of the Margarita in his glass. After tasting the wine, he gently wiped the cocktail from his lips with his fingertips. Then, he raised his head and looked over at Summer.

She straightened her collar and stood up, a smile on her face. The door of the private room was pushed open, and she was about to say hello when a smile froze on her face, "You?" "What’s the problem?" Keith walked in indifferently and sat down on the couch. He dressed in a sharp black suit, exuding confidence. After the initial surprise, Haley quickly calmed down and chuckled, "You're the boss of Transmedia Tech?" Keith nodded, "Yes, it's me." Looking at him like this, for some reason, Haley's mind came up with Ivan's appearance.

He was caught off-guard, wondering how K knew about him hooking-up with almost every pretty girl around New York. Oh, wait. Clix. He realized and remembered K saw the app on his phone when he asked for her phone number at the subway station. But then, she wouldn't know still that he slept with those women aplenty. "H-how did y-" "I have access to the database," she explained, stopping him mid-sentence. "I'm a web developer for Clix. I see you, Jesse Akerman." She looked right through him, really deep within him. Holy shit.

Who didn't know that Africa and the Middle East were the territory of the Nelson family? Keith had deep ties with the sheikhs in the Middle East and had various undisclosed collaborations with several African country leaders. In Africa, Keith was a dominant figure! However, in recent years, Keith had become much lower-key after returning to the country, to the point where many seemed to have forgotten his previous ruthless methods. At the thought of Keith's handsome and sinister face, Mr. Flores suddenly became nervous, scared to the point of losing control of his bladder. Lillian looked disdainfully at Mr. Flores.

Zina and Dawn know who Liam, Pierce, and Keith are, but they are not in the same circles, because Omegas don't mix with warriors and Keith is something like a celebrity trainer who earns an unimaginable amount of money with his line of protein shakes. Pierce gestured to Katya to add more beers, and soon each of them had one. After finishing the beer he was holding, Keith excused himself, saying that he has an early start in the morning, and he reminded guys not to stay too long and not to get wasted. The truth was that Keith didn't want to leave, but he had duties before games start, and as the main coach from the hosting pack, he couldn't mess up and be late, or worse… late and hungover. He

Hence the title mysterious. Keith cleared his throat and I came out of my thoughts. Dr. Keith Jenkins, or simply Keith, as he preferred to be called, was a neuro consultant. He was just completing his residency when I first met him two years ago. That was the day Eva was first brought here. Eva's case was assigned to him as his final assignment and he continued it even after he was no longer a resident.

"Very good. Now take a rest, leave everything to me. Do not worry" J helped Clara to the bed. Maybe because she was too tired, Clara quickly fell asleep. Looking at Clara sleeping on the bed, J's lips suddenly pulled up “Lars Ramos, you are always loved. Waiting for that love to destroy you… it must be interesting then.” *** In the garden of Ramos' mansion. Under a large umbrella, Keelin sat staring intently at her laptop screen. Lars is the famous CEO of Osmund city with many outstanding achievements. Keelin is his wife but has no achievements. So, she wanted to create something herself to prove herself and be more worthy of him.

Keith and Malik walked into Cullen's office with smirks on their faces. Without a word Keith walked over to the nearest chair and plopped down then propped his feet on the edge of Cullen's desk, right on top of some papers Sarah had been writing on. Sarah looked as though she might rip his head off. Cadifor shook his head. Keith and his blatant lack of concern for superiors was interesting. Cadifor gave him credit for appearing to know when to turn it on and off, but this wasn't one of those occasions.

Upon entering his cabin, she was taken aback to see Keith lounging on the sofa. Her eyes danced between the manager and Keith as she pressed her lips in a straight line, and her heart was pounding in her chest. “Cara, do you know him?” The manager sneered. “K-Keith,” “He is Keith Wilson. One of the elite members and now the owner of this club.” The manager’s loud pitch caused Cara to part her lips. “How dare you misbehave with him?” “Misbehave? I didn’t misbehave with him!” Cara retorted immediately.