Flawless Victory Mk Novels & Stories

“Fuck your damn wife and her awful taste.” Matt swung the door open, walking confidently across the large meeting table filled with personalities from all over the world. He looked handsome and perfect in all sides as always and it didn’t help that he was so modest with it. It made the women fall for his sharp and precise moves. Despite all the opportunities that came his way, he was faithful to Stella and he never prized lipstick and high-heels over her.

It was Saturday so families were around, it was mid afternoon and they'd been led to a table that had an outdoor view. They had seafood and pasta before finally heading to Ikeja city Mall's cinema where they watched whiplash. "Oh Allah that was the best movie I've ever watched and I'll ever watch." Amirah said as they trudged out of the cinema, it was early evening. "What did you think about Fletcher? I actually think he was an asshole." Muhammad said as they stood on queue in front of an icecream stand. "I don't really know about that, I think he had good intentions though." Amirah said.

I’m frickin screwed. ----- Robin watched as the MAKAYLA GIRL stumbled out the arch, chasing after his son, “well that girl is in for one hell of a ride,” he chuckled out, leaning back. Chris joined in the chuckle, reaching out to butter his toast, “she’s stronger than she looks, I would be saying that for Justin, he better watch out. He just caught off guard this time. Robin grunted, bringing the mug to his lips, “it’s going to be one hell of a show.”

Harvey calmly patted Flawless’ beautiful face. “You want to kill me? You’re not even worthy!” The atmosphere tensed up immediately. Nobody thought that Flawless could not even do anything to Harvey despite her dominant approach. “So what?! Flawless quickly came to her senses soon after. “You disassembled my firearm, but do you even dare hit me? “Do you even understand the consequences of doing such a thing?” “No, but I probably will soon.” Harvey flicked his finger after that. Pfft! A bullet flew right through Flawless’ leg.

I switch it on then looking for entertainment news or show then suddenly a news caught my attention. ‘Breaking news one of the hottest supermodel now in America Miss Shane Sandoval is in a relationship now with her co-model Alexa Gray.’ My tears ran down to my face immediately watching Shane’s interview together with her new partner. They’re so sweet together, like a perfect couple of the century. I stand up but my legs are shaking and my body is trembling in anger. I'm lost now. I lost the woman that I love so dearly with all of my heart because of that one stupid mistake.

I could focus on something else for now. I made a mistake. I shouldn't have gotten close to her, not during work, but at that moment, when I realized that she was nervous at the mere thought of being alone with me, I wanted to test how she would react to me. I didn't imagine that the opposite would happen, that I would get hard just from being near her. Now Miss Brown must think that I couldn't control my own cock or that she had some effect on me. And she did. But she didn't need to know that. She didn't need to think that I was falling for her; she was already arrogant enough.

As they were about to head out he called a maid to carry out the drinks on the side table. Chimamanda was standing up from the couch when she felt a cold sensation on her dress, she looked down and saw the clumsy maid that poured the drink on her dress. The maid gasped noticing the gravity of what she did "I'm sorry ma'am" she apologized sincerely, she tried to clean off the damage off Chimamanda's dress but it pissed Chimamanda who rewarded her with a heavy slap across her face and another one, the impact of the slap made the maid to fall down and start crying holding her cheeks and soothing the stinging pain it caused her.

Victory to qualify for the final round. Bella grabbed Alec's fingers, gripping tightly for support. She wanted to hug him but this wasn't the right place for either of them. Alec looked into Bella's face, reading her eye signals. He smiled weakly, nodding as if he understood even though she didn't say anything else.

He didn’t quite know where his strength had gone, he never felt this drained no matter how exhausting his matches were. He made himself a cup of tea with automatic motions and felt the eyes of everyone in the room. He took a sip and felt much better immediately. His mind had come out of its panicked state. “Is there any chance that the selection made by the government system could be redacted and a selection made again?” he enquired. “I think everyone was expecting Prince Sebastian’s marriage partner to be female.” Camilla’s jaw was tight when she replied.

“Consistency. No slips. No contradictions. If you say Paris was our first trip together, then Paris it is. If I wear a certain colour and the blogs decide it’s your favourite, then it becomes your favourite. We don’t feed them confusion.” Dante tilted his head, studying me the way a scientist studies an experiment. “And what about feelings?” I laughed, sharp and humorless. “Rule Three: There are none. In public, you’re mine. In private, you’re untouchable. Clear?” His eyes flickered, just for a second, something unreadable in them. Then the mask slid back into place. “Crystal.”