The Cherished Wife by Chweety

Noelle's eyebrows lifted in surprise when she spotted Sean. She approached him with a curious tilt of her head. "What are you doing in Charles' car?" Sean's eyes crinkled with amusement. "Didn't expect me, huh?" He glanced over her shoulder, prompting her to turn and frown. "Why did he come too?" Sean shrugged off her concern. "Don't worry about it. Hop in!"

He swung open the passenger door. Noelle climbed in, only to find Charles sitting in the back. "Charles!" she exclaimed, her surprise evident.

He just nodded. "Buckle up."

She clicked her seatbelt into place and turned to Sean, who was now in the driver's seat. "What are both of you doing here?" She paused, a lightbulb going off in her head. "Oh, are you still going by Bob today?" Sean spread his hands wide, a mock sigh escaping him. "Yep, I'm stuck with someone else's name for now. What a world!"

Noelle could not help but laugh. "You've got quite the sense of humor!"

"I appreciate the compliment!" Sean hit the gas, and they vanished into the night.

dark eyes as he watched the car fading into

York, aren't you curious about who just picked

family. Does that ring any bells, Master York? My sister loves getting close to rich kids. Her crew

and Bob's her favorite

over in an instant, his lips quirking up. "Oh? Miss Noelle's quite the

was chilling. "Master York, what you

between them until Winter hit the wall in her attempt to retreat. Her hands pressed against the cold surface, her heart pounding with a fear she could

girls who are too eager." His fingers danced through

with alarm. They both knew he was doing this on purpose. "Master York, how could

I'm not into women that are too easy, and I

Winter's voice