David Mazouz Age Novels & Stories

a deep, gravelly baritone rumbled from the shadows of the veranda. Marcus stepped out into the brilliant light, his massive frame completely relaxed in a loose white linen shirt and dark trousers. At thirty-five, his silver-gray eyes carried a deep, profound peace that had completely replaced the high-tension vigilance of his corporate years. He walked over to my chaise lounge, his large hands settling onto my shoulders, his fingers massaging the muscles of my neck with a slow, possessive warmth. "I was actually thinking about David the Second," I said, laughing softly as I leaned my head back against his solid chest. "He is nine years old, and he has already rewritten the automation protoco

LUCIEN'S POV- Wrapping a towel around my waist I left the bathroom to see María standing by the door, I guess talking to Aimee. "I wasn't sure on what to pick out, I hope I got it correct" A male voice followed. Furrowing my eyebrows I walked to the door seeing the male voice was in fact David, He worked for Lorenzo he was his youngest man at twenty years old. "You have ten seconds to move your eyes from her" I spat coldly. Growing pissed that his eyes were on her when she wore nothing but a towel.

How he can casually flirt with me. “So let's go, miss Natasha,” I heard David walking towards me. He is a 28 years old lawyer with black curly hair. He wears glasses, on his brown. He has a small build with slim hips and long legs that made him look like an angel. He always smiles and is a very nice guy. Unconsciously, I backed two steps away from him. “I did some research on this victim,” he said with a smile. I have no choice but to smile at him. “Umm…. David can you give me two minutes,” I asked and nodded? I quickly excused him and went inside the office to spray some perfume. I don't know why I'm doing this, but I did.

(One month later…) (Caprice La Veure auction house, Battingham Kingdom) “I… Can’t believe that we are actually here in an auction house. Don’t you think it’s too sudden, Sire?” Miyu pouted as she tilted her head to the side to look at Kazal who was standing beside her. Because of his breed, Kazal is a bit shorter than an average demi human male. All of his vassals, except for Miyu and Rein who are a cait sith, are taller than him. Despite having great skills, Kazal couldn’t really change his height all he wanted, that is probably among one of his weakness too.

He is sitting in a wheelchair next to his bed, he smiles at us at first glance. He has a nice beard, a Bandholz beard and it looked neat. He is probably in his late 60s, early 70s. He is quite handsome for an old man but not as good looking as I am. “Hello Father.” “How are you David?” “I’m fine Father. It’s good to see you are in good health.” “The Lord is good,” he says and looks at me. “Mason Woods, it’s so good to finally meet you. David could you please give us the room.”

David asked before he placed his thumb and forefinger below his chin doing a handsome sign for me. Honestly, it looked like I wasn’t older than him. He was frequently mistaken as my boyfriend every time we went to the market. He was even taller than me. I was five feet and seven inches in height, while David already stood at five feet and eight inches. And he was only sixteen. It was five months ago when I bought him a motorcycle as his birthday gift with a condition that he would be extremely careful in using it. It was a good thing that the Governor of Quego del Mar had lowered the age of those who could have a motor license to sixteen.

Giorgi leaned back with a complicated glint flickering past his eyes. “My team informed me that Onyx was out of the country to track doctor David, and Zaire left the country to join him.” Luckily, Zaire didn’t hide his trail, or else regardless of how he wanted to find information, he would be unable to Upon hearing Giorgi mention Doctor David, Venus’ expression changed, and a curious glint flickered past her eyes. Doctor David was famously known as a psychiatrist. Zaire was normal, so who could make Zaire call a psychiatrist?

However, today, something different was keeping me awake. David had left me intrigued. The man's cheeky smile made me nervous, and I didn't understand why. He was 26 years old, 6.6 feet tall, with dark hair, piercing green eyes, and an "Adonis" body. His face was like an angel's, and he knew all the pleasures of hell. He was returning home after ten years, four of them studying Business and Management at the prestigious University of Oxford in England, and, to everyone's eyes, he was the best catch in the US. Being the son of who he is puts him, for sure, on the top.

Damn, he's well-dressed too. I forgot to introduce myself: My name is Maï Doumbia, and I'm 18 years old. - Maï, come meet your cousin. I was in front of the TV, and I get up to go see him. My mother had gone to pick him up from the airport. - Madou, I'd like you to meet your cousin, Maï. This is Madou, your cousin. - Welcome. - Nice to meet you. We shake hands. He has a strong grip. He looks me right in the eye as he greets me.

"She works at Sephora as a manger and lives with her best friend name Mimi Jackson who works as an assistant to a one Mr Decker of Decker construction and has a three years old daughter by name Nora Ariel Morganza. " Douglas closed the file and looked st his boss who was relaxing in his seat with his eyes closed. "So this is the woman who conquered the great David Gandy......... Not bad. " He thought looking at his boss. The door of the jet opened breaking their reverie and David stood up and out if the jet into the SUV waiting for him. "To Oaks Apartment. " He commanded and the driver nodded and drove out of the airport. "Am coming my love........ We have a lot to talked about. " He thought