Bank Novels & Stories

Alan said sweetly again. " Ava is this the way you want to repay me for what I've done for you" suddenly Alan's voice became serious which send shivers into Ava's spine. She could feel sweat trickling down her back , she knew how ruthless this man was, what has she gotten herself into. " I'm sorry mas.. master Alan but I didn't take any money" she said and it was the truth she hadn't taken any money. "I know that you could have ask me come on now" Alan said using his index finger telling her to come to him. But when she didn't move an inch he sighed and said " I won't hurt you , you didn't take any money right?"

Ibrahim responded. Jonathan gently shook his head. “Do you believe they're that stupid? Using their personal bank account for money laundering is akin to pushing themselves off a cliff. Instead of using their personal account, they use the company's account, and they have accounts in the names of other people. It will appear more like a typical day-to-day business transaction.” Jonathan responded assuredly. “Did you also know that the only people who have access to the company's bank account are Paul Rae and Arthur Jones?" Jonathan elaborated.

Alyosha turned off the sound and continued to beat the unfortunate keyboard with his finger. This alerted me, as did my brother's gaze, and I went up to him. The bank's page glimmered succinctly on the screen, offering standard services for private and business customers. Alyosha had access to all the accounts that passed to me after Angelov's death, and which were opened just in this bank, only access to his personal account to manage them was blocked. There could be only one reason for this: the accounts were inactive, that is, simply "frozen".

He turned around and walked away from the window, he walked over to the seat he was in and sat down. Amanda didn't know much, but she knew she didn't want to die, she wasn't ready to die, she was just twenty five, she still had many more years to go on and now she was about to lose all that for something she didn't know about. If they killed her, her body would probably be disposed in a swamp or something, while her brothers looked for her, they should probably be looking for her by now. "Where's my money Amanda?" Torento asked in a voice that sent a chill running up her spine, her breathing got heavy as she sought to calm herself, Amanda would never admit it, even to herself, but she was sc

I made the black coffee, and a million methods of how to apologize were swimming in my mind. " He probably forgot about yesterday right? " Not paying attention I glanced at the watch and I was 2 minutes late. Shit!! now I'll certainly be fired on my first day. I walked as fast as I could with the coffee in my hand. I knocked twice before a voice with a deep British accent told me to get in. His office was graceful and big, I bet a family could live here, didn't have time to explore the design, because I was trying to place the coffee on his desk and make as little noise as possible.

"I like that, but how? Won't payroll start noticing how much I get paid?" "You started a business. It's called Organics Processing and I pay them $2000 a month for consulting. You get a check book and a credit card with your business. The bank that handles the account is in Bend. That will be just like the three accounts I have in that same bank. You can save money there and your absentee husband won't ever know." "You also have P.O. box in The Dalles for Organics Processing. When we get back to the office I'll give you the key. I'd guess that your credit card and checks are in the box right now."

Ace wasn’t just a thorn in his side; he was becoming a legitimate threat. The small black book was what concerned Richard the most. It was filled with names, dates, and cryptic notes written in a code he didn’t fully understand. But one name kept appearing: The Tribunal. Richard had heard whispers of this group, a shadowy organization with ties to the underworld, politics, and international finance. If Ace was involved with them, it changed everything.

My mind shifted it's focus to an article that I had read on social media earlier today, Twitter to be precise. It was about the multi Billionaire CEO of Sparta Enterprises, named Simon Lawson. Apparently, he was getting married in a few days, to some mystery girl that no one had any idea about. When the media asked him for his reason for keeping the identity of the girl he was getting married to a secret, his response, was that he just didn't want people harrassing her. It was a sweet response, that made me smile when I read it; how sweet of him.

She saw a chair and sat down as someone made their way to the door and answered. "Good morning Penelope, how can I help?" "Good morning, Dr. Paxton. This is Luna Riley. She is visiting from the Silver Moon Pack. She's been sick all morning, and we were hoping you would see her?" "Of course, come in, Riley! Let's get you in the exam room." "Thank you, Dr. Paxton." Riley said as Dr. Paxton helped her up and led her down a hallway all the way to the back of the house to a door on the right next to a back door entrance.

He looked at Foxy with a questioning face. "Ruby said she wants to buy me my dress. She insisted." Foxy explained. I smirked as I made my way to the register. On the way, I grabbed Cassy's dress from her, deciding to just put it all on one card. It all came out of the same account anyway. Cass smiled at me as she and Hound continued their conversation. I handed the clerk the dresses and she rang them up quickly. I was just handing her my card with a hand pushed it back and handed her a different one.