Drawn To Mr King Novels & Stories

“By the way, I heard the King is on his way.” I froze when I heard that then glanced at the person who spoke. “Is that true?” She nodded. My eyes instantly lit up and I swallowed hard. “Isn't he supposed to only come for the finals?” The woman who spoke looked around before she shifted closer to me and whispered. “I heard he was bored and he just couldn't wait for the finals.” I pressed my lips together to hold back my smile as we continued to watch the Omega's perform. It was pretty boring seriously.

I nodded to the guard and walked back to the King's chamber; I entered inside to see the other queens sitting and the King sitting at the other end with his wife while King Archer stood by the painting, staring at it with amazement. For the first time in my days staying in this castle, the king had appreciation in his eyes. He loved the painting so much that a smile curved his lips as he tried hiding it, but it was still visible. A smile that reflected his eyes… I took a seat amongst the queens Making sure I sat far from Zinnia. She was so proud to sit in the chair we sat on. She rather sat a little bit close to the king's throne. "You drew this in my absence? How did you know that I smile l

Melissa scrutinised the man in front of her and tried to recall if she had seen him before or maybe he's someone that Lady Melissa knew. This Mr King looked like he was around her father's age, he's dressed in full black and had cropped hair, his scalp was almost visible. Although he was smiling, his eyes reflected a somewhat sinister look and his thin moustache made his sly grin looked like a wolf who's ready to devour his prey anytime. In summary, he's a nasty looking man! There was nothing she could remember in her memory about this Mr King. "I'm sorry Mr King, but may I know why did you bring me here?" She asked cautiously.

It didn’t feel right keeping it anymore, so I grabbed it to return it before leaving for good. When I got back upstairs.. I walked past one of the windows of his study , something caught my eye. My breath left me all at once. He wasn’t alone and he was with Mrs. King. What the hell is she doing here? Where did she even come from? I was just here They looked like they were arguing. I leaned in closer, careful not to make a sound, hiding just enough so they wouldn’t see me. "You had one job — to make her fall in love with you, and you failed miserably!" Mrs. King shouted, her heels clicking sharply against the floor as she paced. Aiden just sat there, calm as ever, like her rage didn’t even to

I told both of them happily. They both gave each other a knowing look. What's with them? I thought to myself. Convincing Ian was quite an ordeal in itself. But with great difficulty, I finally succeeded. I knew in my heart that I could never win against Mr.King. He was rich and powerful. And dragging Ian into it would destroy his acting career. I just can't do that to my only friend. Mr.King was not bothering me as of now as he had said. And maybe staying in the King's mansion will help me move on from Drew faster.

That he'll kill her. Fuck. I can't wait to get my hands on him, though there's now a line of people wanting to fuck him up before Alyssa takes the final shot. King picks up on the third ring. "What's up, prez?" "You busy?" I ask, even though I can hear the muffled crying and shouting in the background. "Not really," King replies dryly. "Just visiting our friend, Mr. Rivera." "King, you're making a mess," Mason grumbles in the background.

When the screen comes on, my blood turns to ice. Mr King: You just love flirting with every man you come across, huh? Another message comes through before I can breathe. Mr King: Grind into that man one more time, you and him will regret it. Leave now and go home. This is your last warning, Zaria. My breath catches painfully in my chest. Tristan King is here. And he’s watching me. ***

"Mr. K..." Meera said as she looked at the king, patiently waiting to see his reaction. And just as she had expected the king was shocked to hear that name, he had an expression of fear and anger on his face. The king was really shocked to the core after hearing that name. "So finally he's back." The king sighed and seemed to have given up already. She was silent. She knew that Mr. K was strong but didn’t expect the king to act too weakly and give up so easily.

His one hand held a small bag as he moved his other towards his abdomen before leaning down in a bow. "Good afternoon your Highness, I am Charles Laine," He introduced himself before straightening up to face me," A pleasure to be at your service, My Queen." "Thank you for sparing your time to come here, Mr Laine," I politely thanked," Please come in." "Thank you, your Majesty, " He replied with a bit of surprise marring his features at my words as he walked into the room followed closely by Megan," Now, shall we get to work, your Highness?" He smirked as his eyes roamed my stature in an inspired manner instead of a scrutinising one that would have me squirming.

King—the man who dominates the entire industry. Her deepest desire was to have this man’s attention, even for a moment. His eyes suddenly met hers for a few seconds before shifting back to the crowd, and her heart skipped a beat. Gosh! His aura. Jemima found herself smiling from ear to ear. He was the most handsome man she had ever laid eyes on. Jemima’s smile slowly dropped a little as she noticed the familiar design on Mr. King’s wine suit. Tatiana’s dress. She glanced over at Tatiana’s dress and saw the same design. She even saw how Tatiana gave Mr. King a smile.