An Offer From A Gentleman Novels & Stories

“How much do you need?” “I don’t need anything.” He shrugged. “Well, how about this?” He said, passing a note toward Enzo. Enzo quickly grasped it and opened it. I didn’t have to see what was written inside. Enzo’s reaction said it all. “That’s a generous offer, Mr Dalton, but I’m afraid I have to turn it down.” Trent looked visibly taken aback, not expecting that response. He perhaps thought he made an insane deal that nobody would refuse.

Not one member looked at his offer. He stood, causing the men to be startled. " Having said my piece, I encourage you to carefully look at the tender offer, it's a generous deal guaranteed to prolong the life of the company. I shall provide you with two weeks' duration to ponder upon which I expect a response. I thank you men for your time." he turned on his heels and exited the room. The onslaught of conversation infected with confusion and excitement didn't escape him. Raiden was certain that his offer would be accepted and so it was a week prior to the expiration of the offer. He smirked at the sight of the signatures. Now came the hard part, numerous formalities would occupy him until he

My jaw dropped, wondering how the hell he knew about my intention. Was it too obvious to observe, Jasper? " I have an offer for you, Miss Stevens.", he voiced, holding up slightly before placing my feet down. His voice didn't sound good to me yet I was eager to know what this devil-like man had his store for me. I murmured, stretching my arms in the air to flow with the nearly ending beat, " What's that? I have already danced like you wished." He let out a dark chuckle, dragging me closer to put my thumbs on his shoulder,

Besides, his plans to take over the Hunt family and the Morgan family would not happen tomorrow, and he needed lots of money to make the plan work. “Master X, for old times' sake and for our future collaborations, can you please reconsider? We are business partners after all,” Jayden said in a polite tone. Despite his usual arrogance, Jayden knew Master X wasn't someone he could behave with as he wished. “Eight billion dollars—consider it my final offer because of our past and future collaborations,” Master X drawled. “I could transfer five billion immediately, Master X…” “Nine billion, take it or leave it.” Master X cut Jayden off; his gaze was no longer amiable.

And he intended to use the girl before him as a backup. Gerald smiled wryly again. Right now, he would be a spectator of this family drama. He turned to his assistant, asking the man to come closer. "Find information about her." His assistant nodded to his order before returning to look at the mother and girl drama again. While listening to the mother and daughter's drama, Gerald glanced at the Host. The old man who always acted superior was now making an 'offer'. Money. Of course, that's what Old Brooks would offer, but what else? The funny thing is, doesn't that man realize that the source of the currency here is Gerald? But Gerald also noticed the girl's reaction, who now seemed intereste

He stepped forward, leaving Amy to tend to his wins. "I am Noah," the man with the British accent continued, even stretching his hand forward for a handshake. Maxwell reached out and shook the man with a firm grip, and then the man gestured that they sit and talk in a table nearby. "I take it that you are not from around here," the man said when they were sitting. Maxwell gave him a light nod and the man nodded himself. "And what do they call you?" the man asked. "Thomas," was Maxwell reply. "Alright Thomas, I won't even beat around the bush. Your skills, I am impressed by them. I have an offer for you. An irresistible offer," the man paused to peer into Maxwell's face.

“He’s offering five grand for a night with you.” My heart leapt into my throat and lodged there. Was he…? “I’m not forcing you into anything,” he stated, answering my question before it even fully formed. “Your contract states the ‘No Touch’ clause and I’m in no hurry to break it. I’m just offering you an opportunity to earn more. You either take it or don’t.” Five grand was a lot of money, but it wasn’t enough for me to give myself up for. “Thank you for the offer, Sir.”

he said smoother than butter, “I’ve been in this game far too long to leave loose ends. This conversation never happened. If you walk away now, I won’t approach you again. If you take the offer, you’ll find me very… appreciative.” He reached into his jacket and slid a simple black business card across the table. A phone number embossed in silver. No name. The man looked at it but didn’t pick it up straight away. Felix read him easily — the flicker of temptation in his eyes, the cautious calculation. “Take your time,” Felix said, rising from his seat. “I’m not asking for an answer right now.” The man finally picked up the card, sliding it into his pocket as though doing so meant nothing at al

Compliment with a black shirt, and black pants. He steadily approached me and stretched out his hand for a handshake. I declined his handshake timidly. He smirked, returning his hand into his pocket. “I have an offer for you, Sapphire Sage.” He called. I swallowed the lump in my throat, my grasp tightening on my bag as I felt uneasiness wash over me. “I-..." I didn't know what to say. “It be of benefit to both parties.”. I slightly nodded, lowering my gaze as I took a step back.

"You just never took me up on what was a very fair offer." "A gentleman does not mail a picture of his penis to a lady," I enunciated in a bad British accent. " Not even an immoral and lusty lady such as yourself." "Give it up, you haven't been much of a gentleman in all the time I've known you," she laughed as a second hurled beer-nut bounced off the creases of the wounded look on my forehead. "I'm glad you came. I really am," I said quietly, as her laughter faded.