Drawn To Mr King Novels & Stories

He could not, and would not, leave a single flank exposed. Because right now, the King was bleeding. His navy suit was gone, replaced by a dark tactical shirt. His steel-blue eyes were dead, devoid of any humanity, staring at the phone in his hand like a man waiting for his own execution. He was ready to burn the entire city to the ground, to wage a war that would drag every syndicate into the abyss, just to find the woman who had stolen his cold, ruthless heart. Suddenly, the encrypted military tablet held by Cain in the front seat let out a violent, high-pitched ping.

Mr King! Mr King entered his office and sat on his chair like the king he was. There was a knock on his door and the door opened revealing his most trusted partners. His right hand and left hand, they came inside and bowed a little before him. They were in a professional mood hence didn't the usual jokes weren't sent.

This is totally insane! Mr. King watched her contently and then finally nodded "fine, take your time. But, remember one thing miss hale, lots of women out there are waiting for this opportunity. So..." He said indifferently. Clear about his sayings. "Yes, Mr. King. I understand. I will let you know by tomorrow morning.." She replied.

He turned to look at me with a smile on his face , That smile that always melt my heart but still frightens me , Bethel quickly took the opportunity to make herself presentable in the eyes on the king . " Your majesty , Am overwhelmed with your presence " " Bethel you look a little bit slimmer than the last time I saw you hope you are feeding well " " How can I eat well when my happiness has been snatched away from me " " if I may ask what could that be " she walked closer to the king, And was about to hold his hand when suddenly king Edward turned his back on her and grabbed my hand . " Let's go" We walked towards the carriage , The door was opened by a guard I was about to step in when Ki

“Soph?” The king’s voice echoed over the phone again and she realized he was waiting for her to respond. “I understand, my king, please take care of yourself,” She responded to him. “I will, you do the same and I will see you once I get back,” He said and hung up. She missed him immediately the line went dead. “I guess I have to sleep alone tonight, cons of hooking up with the king,”

King: Is this a test? Me: What do you think? King: Whatever it is, I cannot enjoy it if you’re not here. I was about to send a response when something caught my attention. A lady ran a hand through his chest. “Boss, would you like to have some fun?” She bent over secductively, trying to show off her bossoms. Me: You sure gain attention anywhere you go. He was about to read it when the lady called out to him again. I unfortunately did not get what she said but it seemed to made King very unhappy. He took a long drag of his smoke then bent his index finger towards himself then released the smoke.

My chair scraped lightly against the stone floor as I sat, every movement watched, measured. Lord Adrien turned toward me, his grin sly, his eyes dragging far too slowly over my figure. “My lady,” he drawled, his voice thick with amusement. “The King does not usually share his treasures at this table.” My throat tightened. Heat crawled up my neck. I felt Kael’s gaze on me, heavy, waiting. I forced a small smile. “Perhaps he does not see me as a treasure,” I whispered, letting my voice tremble just enough. Adrien’s grin widened. He leaned closer, his words brushing against me like a caress. “Then he is a fool.”

It usually happens when the King gets extremely upset. “We are just waiting on your father as I had to send him outside to go cool down otherwise it would have been a bigger mess to clean up.” As the King made the statement he flicked one elegant finger nail up and the hole in which he threw Lord Desdrius through fixed itself. Belle sank into the wheelchair knowing what was coming. Raja pushed Belle into the office but stopped at the secretarys desk. The King came around the corner where his office sat and he leaned against the wall. He was looking at Belle with curious eyes. His gaze looking her up and down. It was giving her some freaky goosebumps.

I flipped straight to the last page. With a swift, elegant flourish of the wrist, I signed the document. I tossed the pen onto the papers and shoved them into his chest. Gabriel caught the papers against his chest, a smirk of triumph playing on his lips. "Finally. Now, get out of my sight before I have security drag you—" "Wait," a sharp, cultured voice cut through the air. Mr. Harrison, an elderly billionaire and a founding partner of the Pearl Group, stepped forward from the front row.

Chapter 10: Growing Desire The king watched as Isabel's eyes widened in shock at his decree. He had to stifle a smile as she stumbled over her words while her face paled with worry. In truth, King Lucian had no doubt about her loyalty. He was merely teasing her. There was something about her that roused a sense of delight within him, something he couldn't quite put into words.