Best Patner Novels & Stories

But in this small steamed-up bathroom, helping each other prepare for what might be our last fight, I finally understood what partnership could look like. Not the mystical mate bond I'd once taken for granted, but something better—conscious choice, mutual respect, and the kind of trust that had to be earned rather than assumed. "Partners," I said, and meant it. Grace smiled, fierce and beautiful and deadly. "Partners. Now let's go show them what that means."

I would hear them murmuring each time I visited his company. "He deserves better. Good thing he's dumping her for Kylie." "Yeah, she is SO much better than this slob!" Little did they know, I was the secret heiress of the second-wealthiest family in our nation. My best friend Brooks Piercen is the richest man in the nation. Brooks was the owner of a massive chain of restaurants, culinary schools, and the best dairy farms slash petting zoos you could ever visit. Yes, Brooks was a downright southern cowboy, down to the core, but he was also a great chef, and a fierce business tycoon.

My mother told me that Terrence merely took a short pause before agreeing to the marriage proposal. Early morning the next day, I arrived at the office to finish up a proposal. The proposal was my wedding gift to Terrence. The client that the proposal was intended for was currently the largest electronics company in our country, Meron Group. If we could secure the deal with them, the company would have no issue making it into the top three companies in Jalenos. I had spent quite some time preparing this proposal. Initially, I was going to give it to Bradley. So, all of the details in the proposal were tailored to accommodate Garvin Corporation's business and operations.

"Oh my God. I'm so sorry. I had no idea. Actually, why I was calling was that my wife has found out that Agnes was her mother." "Your wife? So that means she's my sister?" "Correct." The woman began sobbing and so did my mother. "I can't believe I have a sister. This is unbelievable. I have to see her." "I'm sure my wife would love that as well." "Yes I would," Mom answered. "Well, I better get out of here now. It's a long drive back to Long Island," Pat said as he rose. "Where do you think you're going? You left Emma once and you're not doing it again. You're moving in here," Dad insisted.

There was a deafening silence in the dining area as everyone focused on consuming their food. "Okay, I have something to say," Devon began and Patricia turned to look at him. "I see my son, Bryce is looking for a partner. So I have decided to find him one. Susan McClean here is someone we have all known since she was little and she grew up together with Bryce. They have worked closely together and achieved a lot of success. Susan is a good woman and would make a fine wife. I think she makes a perfect partner for Bryce. We will have the engagement party this weekend," he said and Patricia frowned.

"How?! the last time I checked he never liked you!" "But I was the one he talked to first! He asked me out first! " "But your response to him that day was 'No'! That was what you told him!" "Yes and that's because I never knew he was the popular Rasheed Muhammad! I never knew he was one of the youngest and richest billionaire in the whole world! I never knew he's the guy of every girls dream!" She yells back at her. "And the idiot of you believed me when I said he's married with two kids"

'' He sticks his tongue out at me. Name one person that would actually want Dimitri in their lives. Not as a best friend or a colleague but as a partner. I mean, sure . . . he has it all. He's not wrong when he said that he's the perfect package because a guy like him is hard to find—he just needs to change his ways and his attitude around people. He's full of himself. He's a sweet talker.

I scrunched my eyes and got really close to the picture as I tried my hardest to stay inside the lines. I wanted it to be perfect, if I couldn't control everything else in my life I could at least control this. ''Do you wear glasses?'' I glanced over at my partner, his name was Jacob and he has been my table partner since the start of kindergarten. ''Then why are you so close to the paper? My mum says that's how you become cross-eyed,'' he said after I shook my head.

"Yes. That's why I'm always busy. Most of our partners are elite people all over the world. I can't just pass the transaction to my employees since that will mean I'm looking down on them." Oohh. I nodded my head. I see. Even though he looks like he'll kill anyone who opposes him, I see that he still works diligently and politely? Since he considers his partners as equal. It’s good that he only use his arrogance to those who’s below him If not, I bet that even if he's rich, he’ll probably won’t be this successful since ‘People’ is one of the important and needed to be successful. My mother always taught me that I should socialize since it’s not good to be alone. I tried, believe me I did. Bu

Then he looked back at the crowd, his expression transforming into one of fierce, proud certainty. “He is my partner in life.” The room did gasp then. A sharp, unified intake of air. This went beyond acknowledging a relationship. This was a paradigm shift. Partner. The word echoed, laden with implications of equality, shared destiny, and a profound, personal merger that transcended business.