Bank Brooks Novels Novels & Stories

“I know I’ve said it already, but I really am so thankful you’re doing this for me. I have an appointment at the bank in twenty minutes and I was stressing that I wouldn’t make it.” “You’re welcome,” I said, fighting against the desire to ask what the appointment was about. It was none of my business. People didn’t like talking about their finances, and since she was moving back home after a bad breakup, I assumed she was taking out a personal loan because Dipshit had drained her dry. Honestly, I didn’t need another reason to hate Brooks DeVeau, so I kept my mouth shut. “And we’re done,” I said, spinning the last lug nut into place on the spare.

"Clancy's grandson bought that mansion over on Bakersridge." "What nonsense are you saying? The man's a biker; for heaven's sake, where would he get that kind of money?" Natalie took a sip of the water the waitress had placed in front of her as she savored the look on Jen's face. Oh, this was going to be good.

Agad na pumalibot ang mga kawal saka sabay sabay na lumuhod sa duguang bangkay ng Prinsipe. Dahan dahan akong itinayo ni Knoxx at inilapit kay Jarred, para akong isang bangkay na hindi kayang gumalaw mag isa. Dahan dahan kong inabot tinapat ang aking kamay sa walang buhay na Prinsipe kasabay ng pagpatak ng aking mga luha ay siya ring sigaw ni Harris sa langit. Hindi kona alam kong ano ang gagawin, hindi ko alam kung ano ang magiging reaksiyon at mararamdaman ni Greyson pag nalaman niya ito. Marahil ito na nga ang simula ng digmaan, ang pangalawang pinakamalaking digmaan sa lupain ng Ashcroft. ***

Neither of us had even realized it was on. The volume automatically increased. The anchor’s voice filled the room. “Breaking tonight. Brooke Industries stocks continue falling amid growing controversy surrounding the escalating rivalry between the Brooke and Laurent families.” Declan’s expression changed instantly. Gone was the man sharing wine. Gone was the man talking about childhood. The businessman returned. I looked toward the screen. Then back at him. And something told me this story was about to become far bigger than a failed marriage.

I sighed, gaining composure as I walked back into the living room and sat close to Isabella, who giggled at my confusion. "Alexander Brooks is London's most popular CEO—handsome, tall, bold, brave, hardworking, diligent, rich—everything one could ever wish for," Isabella gushed without pausing for breath. "Oh, that Alexander Brooks." I actually did know who he was. He belonged to the Brooks family, the most influential in all of England. "So where has he been?" I sipped my water which I had filled again. "Well, he left home ten years ago to study in Hong Kong, where he started a business school. Interesting, right?"

“Goodbye Nathaniel. Drink some coffee. You look terrible.” As she walked down the grand steps toward the waiting car, Lillian felt a strange, unfamiliar sensation in her chest. The war wasn't over, and the Brooks Group board would undoubtedly strike back, but for the first time since she walked out of Oakfield, she didn't feel like she was fighting alone. Nathaniel Brooks had finally discovered his own currency, and it wasn't something that could be wired to a bank account.

I asked him. He smiled softly. I crossed my brows and looked away from him. I don't get what he was always smiling about. “Everything is fine, sir. But I might want to ask you if there's any problems.” I shook my head. “Nothing that concerns you. Fill my cup.” Brooks moved immediately, making for the bar at the corner. My eyes were shut when I heard him place the cup on the table before me. My hands found it and I drank from it.

“There’s this party coming up at work. Everyone’s required to come with a date, and… well, I don’t have one.” I folded my arms. “What about that Jenna girl you told me about? The one who’s obsessed with you?” Bruno groaned dramatically. “No! I told her I already had a girlfriend when she asked me to be her date. That’s why I need you to come with me.” I laughed softly, shaking my head. “You’re unbelievable.” Ever since he got the job, Bruno had kept me updated about everything that happened there….from his mysterious boss, rumored to have Mafia connections, to the overly clingy Jenna who followed him around.

But in my first and only attempt to cross that line, the subtle coldness in his reaction proved to me that I had gone in the wrong direction. My objective remained intact. I needed Luke, in an indirect way, to get a taste of that family's secrets from the inside. I needed his mere presence to create the necessary chaos between Frederick and Rusty, for the brothers to tear each other apart over him until the Bayrons' investments decayed, until they were driven to the streets, without a single dollar to defend themselves from the feds. I took my cell phone, unlocking it with a quick tap. I searched through the gallery and stopped at a photo of Luke that I had taken on campus a few weeks ago.

Chapter 1 Alice “Marry Thomas Brooks… and every cent of your brother’s hospital bills will be sorted.” The words slammed into me like ice water. Marry Thomas Brooks? The cold-hearted billionaire with a reputation so dark everyone feared him? My knees buckled as I heard the faint beep of the machine in Brandy's ward. Aunt Sam stood across from me, her arms crossed, her red lips curled like this was nothing more than a business deal. Before I could process the words, her cold voice echoed through the hallway once again.