Novel & Cerita Ryan James Haywood

Annalise is 21 and in college with her two best friends and her sister. She is starting her last year off on a good start. She is one grade ahead of her average age. She is studying art and wants to be the best she can be. She is assigned a partner for her last big assignment, Theo Hyde. He is the guy she has had a crush on for years, but he is also her best friend's ex-boyfriend. She tries to focus on the project, but her feelings keep getting in the way.

After reviewing the surveillance footage, Spencer quickly brought Ryan's information to Damon's office. "Mr. Sumner, Ryan has had no prior interactions with Ms. Jayston, but his father was a victim in the Harris Pharmaceuticals incident," he reported Damon skimmed through Ryan's details, his brows knitting together as he paused on Ryan's photo. Ryan had a distinctive appearance, marked by a mole at the left corner of his mouth—an easily recognizable feature for anyone who had seen him before. Damon was certain he had encountered him somewhere before, though he couldn't recall where.

“What’s your name, young man?” Hendrick, who had just escaped death, hurriedly approached Kayson and greeted him. Even though he held a position of high regard, he still treated Kayson with respect. “Kayson.” Hendrick was momentarily stunned before exclaiming, “So, you’re Mr. Kayson Yarde that Captain Campell mentioned!?” ‘Captain Campell?’ Kayson nodded. “You’re talking about Raymond, right?” “Mr. Yarde!” Raymond ran over despite his serious injuries.

The same Don Juan, flattering women. "Thank you. It's a pleasure, Mr. Ryan," he greets her. "Just Robert, my dear." I approach him to hug him. "How are you, Ryan?" I ask while watching my mother talking to Kate. "Trying to convince your mother to stay here for more than a month this time. And you?" "Doing well." "Did you watch the Bears game this week?" "No, I didn't have time." "They won big. Let's go! We were drinking beer before you guys arrived. Your brother must be almost drunk."

“Mr. Hayes.” “I saw the news,” Ryan said. “About Richard Blackwood.” “Yes,” Elena said. “I didn’t know,” Ryan said. “About the emails.” “I believe you,” Elena said. Ryan looked surprised. “You do?” “Yes,” Elena said. “Because if you did, you would’ve used it already.” Ryan nodded once. “I came to say... good job.” He left before she could answer. Mercer watched him go. “That was almost human.” “Almost,” Elena said.

Ryan asked with suspicion. “No, I have never even heard of him.” Emma replied, surprised by the thought of him knowing her; she had never met him before. “Hmm,” Ryan sighed, putting his arm on his waist. “This is strange; I have never seen him rattle like this before.” He muttered loudly. He turned to James and said, “Can you stop letting the Dumbass in here? He's really pissing me off.” “Come on, bro, don’t let him get to you,” James responded with a mockery smile. “And besides, you know they pay me a shit sum of money. I know you’ve got beef with the Dumas clan, but I need to make some cash.”

I responded to Maddox and then I motioned for him to come inside the penthouse, the two of us headed to my office then. "I assume your mate is still in the cellar?" I asked Maddox, I already had an idea of ​​what kind of favor does he wants from me even though he didn’t tell me what is it. He wants me to set free his rogue mate and that's what I've been thinking the moment he said that his mate is a rogue. "Yes. Henry tortured my mate, Michael." Maddox complained to me but I just raise my brows at him. The way he said it feels like he wants me to get mad with what Henry did to his mate.

I looked up expecting to see James, but it wasn’t him. The man who walked in was broad shouldered, somewhere in his thirties, with a scar cutting through the side of his cheek. “Miss Scarlett, welcome.” He extended his hand. “I am Ryan, Alpha James’s Beta. Alpha James has been briefly held up and has asked me to begin the preliminary discussions on his behalf.” He glanced at Mira. Then he looked at me and smiled just a beat longer than necessary. “Miss Scarlett,” he said. “What a pleasure.”

“What’s your name, young man?” Hendrick, who had just escaped death, hurriedly approached Kayson and greeted him. Even though he held a position of high regard, he still treated Kayson with respect. “Kayson.” Hendrick was momentarily stunned before exclaiming, “So, you’re Mr. Kayson Yarde that Captain Campell mentioned!?” ‘Captain Campell?’ Kayson nodded. “You’re talking about Raymond, right?” “Mr. Yarde!” Raymond ran over despite his serious injuries.