Barbaric Proposal Novels & Stories

Sorin asked calmly, which was worrisome for Kelvin because he didn't know where his head was at. “Not yet. The team are still trying to salvage the situation.” Kelvin responded. “But there is another problem.” He spoke hesitantly. “Which is?” Sorin raise one eyebrow. “ZAS Holdings are offering to let our partners pay lesser to join forces with them. They are making good use of the opportunity.” Kelvin revealed, and Sorin couldn't hold in the rage he was feeling anymore. He picked up a ceramic vase, and slammed it against the wall angrily, shattering it into pieces.

He asked. “What?” “When I learned about it, I thought to myself, you had to be lacking something to consider their offer. I have to be failing, for you to be meeting with my enemies in the dark.” Spencer Sherrod said. Racheal just sat there stunned. Was he talking about the Dalloz? How did he find out? “You will reject the Protect the Progeny’s proposal. You cannot be their ambassador.” Spencer Sherrod said. Racheal froze, finally realising what all this was about.

Barr’s methodical mind anticipated every counterattack my uncle’s lawyers might deploy. "We must remain unwavering," Barr emphasized, his fingers tapping rhythmically on the gleaming mahogany desk. "Your uncle will attempt to undermine your reputation. He will assert that you are only interested in his wealth and that you are mentally unstable. It is imperative that we prepare for and counteract these assaults.”

I couldn't compete with her first love, with his polished manners and elite background. Well, how was she going to react when she found out that I alone held the power to approve or reject your proposal? Stan nodded. "I think she's right. This has to be some kind of fluke, right? Why would Ms. Bishop lie about her husband?" "Exactly! Just because he sees it that way doesn't mean Baron Inc. will agree! He has no right to dismiss our work like that!" Vernon said. "He thinks he's hot shit. Just wait till our proposals pass in the Forum. Then we'll shut this asshole up!" Lena chimed in.

I said slowly, working through the calculated cruelty of this particular strategic choice. "That appears to be his approach, yes," Aldric confirmed grimly. "The petition specifically argues that Theodore's documented medical vulnerability, combined with his direct, personal experience of kidnapping and associated trauma, suggests genuine need for protective guardianship consideration beyond what your current, demonstrably dangerous circumstances can adequately provide."

"No, I don't. I'm not in the design business, so all I make is for my use only. And this is a form of my dedication and love towards someone. There's no way I can afford to give my designs away for people to use." The assistant fell silent, awaiting Bryan's decision on his colleague's proposal. Bryan opened the sheet on the desk with 'Hashimoto Jun' written and gasped when he saw the few writing lines there. "This is crazy! He's planning to set up a prostitution bar. Has he lost his mind offering me this kind of business? Email him a rejection letter immediately." "But, sir—" "What else?" "Look at the last page of his proposal. He told me that if you intend to refuse, you should look at the

“Eliminate the Bianchi problem, permanently.” “By any means necessary?” “No innocent bystanders get hurt.” Mr. Barone rubbed his chin. “That is harder but doable.” “So, do we have a deal?” Mr. Barone raised his hand, as though to bring Andrew to a halt. “Not so fast, Your Highness. This is a big job.” Andrew’s brow furrowed. “Yes, and I have offered you a big prize in return.”

she snapped, “I need to get back the shop before the boss has my head. Is this about the Bloody Barbies again?” Bloody Barbie was the nickname Maria gave to the murders ever since she’d gotten involved as a suspect. It was an apt name. Each crime scene that had been investigated was painted red with each victim’s blood, and in each one there would be a bloody doll left behind (though, not exactly a Barbie), no less than three feet away from the body.

“You can’t just come in here and hit me!” “Shut the fuck up. You fucking piece of shit. You’re lucky I don’t kill you with my bare hands,” Mason seethed out. “If you so much as breathe in Lisa’s direction again, I will ruin you. When I’m finished with you, you will have nothing. No credibility. No backing. No contracts. Nothing at all.” Panic leached all the color from John’s face. But like all assholes in this world, he felt he had one more card to pull.

I felt sad for her that she got dragged into all of this because of Eli, but if I were in her position, I would do whatever it took to get me out of here. “That is very sad to hear since my proposal would guarantee your freedom.” Sebastian’s voice was calm and relaxed even though I could feel the tension in his body. “Ah well, I guess then we have nothing further to discuss.” He was about to let us out when she mumbled something. “Excuse me?” Sebastian turned around to look at her but made sure my hand was tightly gripped around his arm. “I didn’t quite hear that.” He tilted his head to one side looking amused. “I said,” She sighed, unable to look at either of us. “What is your proposal?” Sh