Barry B Benson Novels & Stories

Barbara said, and she made herself comfortable on the executive sofa, “Tell me, why are you here?“ Mrs Benson asked, and she was looking straight to Barbara's eyes, “I'm pregnant for your husband before he died” Barbara said, “Get up and get out of my house” Mrs Benson said, “Relax your mind, I'm not here to drag anything with you out of your husband's properties, but I want to help you to have a kid In your home” Barbara explained, “I have heard enough” Mrs Benson said, have you come to my home to mock me or Insults me?“ she asked, “get out of my home” she said,

He quickly asked, the way Denzell looks at him could cut him into half already but he immediately refutes. “I didn’t do any research.” He mouthed to him. Denzell cleared his throat and immediately turned to Barrett, he had been missing this face and wanted to embrace her but he needed restraint. “So… Barrett, you actually applied here at IIC?” He confirms. “Yes, this was the application I told you about before.” Remembering their small chats, the last time they see each other. “I see then, did Miss Borton really pass her job to you?” Knowing she is honest and blunt he expected her to tell the whole thing. He may also use it to finally dismiss the eyesore.

"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.

Meanwhile, his assistant stood awkwardly in the background, unsure whether to stay or leave, caught in the warmth of the moment yet feeling out of place. Noticing the assistant’s discomfort, Sylvia Luke smiled softly and lay back down on the bed, feeling a wave of comfort wash over her. Stephan Damon turned to his assistant and instructed, “Could you clear the table, please?” The assistant nodded quickly, grateful for the directive, and moved to gather the empty containers. As the room settled into a more relaxed atmosphere, Sylvia Luke felt a sense of peace enveloping her. In this moment, despite everything else, they were a team, and she knew they would face whatever challenges lay ahead t

The thought of Liam begging for mercy on his knees made his heart race with sheer excitement. Paul had known Benson for years now and was very familiar with the latter's temperament. Benson was extremely cocky, but vengeful and could hold a grudge for years. He would stop at nothing to get his revenge, and he was the kind of person one would want on his side instead of an enemy. Even if Benson did not manage to exact his revenge immediately on those who wronged him, he would bide his time, sometimes for years, and strike at the most unexpected, unprecedented time. Either way, Benson always got his way in the end. "Let's not waste any more time! I'm going to trample you so hard that you go ru

He immediately drove to the main building. Upon arriving at the main building, he went into his office and exhaled a breath of relief when he felt the cool air from the air-conditioning. He pulled out a tissue and wiped away the sweat on his face. Benson almost never left the farmstead. He would show up here every day, missing not even a single day’s work. He was regarded as the hero of Sol County’s two hundred thousand population. Every single person was proud of him. It was Benson’s childhood dream that motivated him to work hard and advance further. His research and profession in farming and agriculture had changed his life and the lives of everyone in Sol over the years, and he had never

Benson nods and turns to leave. “Benson.” Ally calls after him. Benson turns and walks back to Ally. He comes to stand in front of her and crouches slightly so he can be level with her. Ally watches him closely. She did not expect him to react this way. It is as if he is hungry for her attention and would grab at anything she gives him. She suddenly feels very sorry for him. He must have gone through hell while she was in hospital. Ally raises her hand and lightly strokes the back of her hand over his cheek. Benson closes his eyes and lightly leans into her touch. Everything he does only confirms to Ally that she is right about him being in hell while she was away.

Benson: [Flash Back] “So this is your new home… It suits you, both of you.” This was the first time I invited my father over to my new house. I got engaged to Sandra not too long ago. We purchased a house of our own, for several reasons that she wouldn’t understand at the moment. My father wanted to see our house, but I had a feeling he wanted to talk about Sandra again. Since I met her and figured out what she really was he wouldt always mention her. Having said that, he always reminded me not to tell her, since it seemed like she didn’t know herself.

Without giving her further words, Benson gives silent order to his bodyguard that stands by the stairway and he scoots close to us. “Take her away.” Was what he said and the guy comes to drag Mae away. She curses at her father in…Russian? I'm stunned and I stare at Benson in shock. Is Benson a Russian? I never peg him as one. If he is, why then is he hiding his identity as a Russian? “Wait…did she just…?” Benson cuts off my words with a wave of his hand to the bodyguard that stands by his right in the darker parts of the area.

“You don’t have to sound so violent, I’m your cousin, remember? Family speak nicely to each other.” “Why the fuck did you even call?” I asked. “It’s fucking early. And don’t say it’s about work. it’s a damn Sunday morning.” Benson was also in the business world, of course. He had shares in Dolphin Group as well, and he was always in competition with me. That was incredibly stupid to me. I was one of the best business magnates in the continent, second only to my father. So Benson had always been an insignificance. Until Dad noticed he was really giving his best, and threatened to give all my rights as his heir to him, if I don’t provide a child.