In which a multimillion dollar CEO wants what was once his all to himself again Preview: "I want you and I want you more than ever" "Grayson we can't go back down that road"I say not making eye contact with him because everytime I look in his eyes I don't see the man I use to love "Why not?" "Because-Because I don't love you"I stutter an slowly raise my head "you know your mouth says no but your body is telling me otherwise"he began releasing the buttons on my shirt one by one He moved his head to my neck"You want me to stop?"he whispered in my ear and placed kisses behind my ear to my neck Everything in me wanted him to keep going it really did but it couldn't. "Grayson stop"I say and push him off me buttoning up the buttons he undid. He clenched his jaw looking at me with both his hands in his pockets.He's more intimidating then he use to be. "Grayson you know I'm married"I stated to remind him He began walking slowly around the room "Do you think I give a fuck about you being married?I want what I want and I want you" "Grayson what happen to you?you never acted like this"I say approaching him making him stop in his track "You are what happen to me" Highest Ranking #7 in Graysondolan (Book 2 to Sex Therapy:The Session)

"I might have lost my memories , but my heart remembers.." ➸ about a girl that loses her memory after a car accident. when she wakes up her past starts to catch up with her present. all the time she feels as if she was given a second chance to fix something. Grayson Dolan is that one guy who she is constantly driven to. her attempts to stay away from him are ruined since he is her boyfriend's best friend.

in which a girl is in an abusive relationship caused by the death of her boyfriends twin brother - best rankings so far: #3 in fanfiction #6 in youtubers #6 in angels #9 in dolantwins

"Where do you think you're going?" He growled gripping onto my hand. "You don't own me!" "I didn't say you could leave." He spat.

"hello Mr. Dolan, im your new baby sitter" SHORT STORY! also smut warning ⚠

"A lot is wrong with this, Skylar." He seemed aggravated. Then slowly he began to stand up lifting me off his lap and onto the desk. I pouted. "But I'm willing to push the wrongs aside," he whispered, sending chills down my spine. "For you." Skylar, a student. Ethan, a teacher.