I Don T Wanna Go Mister Stark Novels & Stories

“We’re leaving, and you’re coming with us whether you’re ready or not.” With that, he was gone, the door shutting behind him with a soft thud. I exhaled deeply, trying to calm the irritation brewing inside me. The last thing I wanted was to be rushed, to be pushed around. But I knew I didn’t have much of a choice. If I wanted to get through this, I needed to play along… for now.

“You dropped it while running from your children,” Children? What nonsense is he spilling from his mouth? “I have no kids, Mr. Stark, so I know nothing about what you are saying. Please just give me my card,” He smirked and placed it back in his pocket. What the—? “There isn't much inside anyways, why do you need it desperately after leaving it in the park,” “I didn't leave it. It must have slipped from my pocket.” He nodded and sat on the couch, his smirk replaced with a cold look.

Especially not by me. "This is bullshit," she muttered, rising and pacing toward her bag. "You want me out?" I didn't answer right away. I stared at the door instead, the one the girl had stood in. The door still slightly ajar, as if inviting guilt to linger. "Lawrence." Dianne's voice sharpened. "Do you want me gone?" I raked a hand through my hair. "I don't know what I want right now." "Then I'll make it easy for you."

" bro, we are not in one of your drama series where you are trying to make your ex accept you back. Rhain said and Laurel and Kyle started laughing "You know for you I don't mind creating another drama series but know what we all miss you and we are happy you are back. Damien said " I myself am happy and am free from it and tomorrow I will be totally free from the bondage, called marriage.by the way what did the doctor say is wrong with me? "Mmmmmmm the doctor said that you are…. " Is the sickness that serious that you don't want to tell? Rhain asked "No, sis you are not sick but you see your dizziness is normal for someone with your condition. Laurel said

The voices were low, but I could make out a few words: "Sylvester... money... deadline." I felt a hit on my head, and my vision blurred. I was brought back to consciousness when water was poured on me. I opened my eyes to myself seated on the floor, surrounded by many men. My head was throbbing, and my vision was still blurry. I couldn't see their faces. The men made their way, and a tall man in a tailored suit emerged. He was tall, and well-built, with piercing blue eyes that seemed to bore into my soul. His face was a mask of indifference, but I could sense the predatory gleam beneath the surface."Please let us go," I begged. "What has my father done to you?" Well, well," he purred, his vo

“He would have been dead too, but from the looks of it, killing him is a waste of blood and energy.” 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆! 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑬𝒍𝒔𝒂. 𝒉𝒆 𝒊𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒈𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒅𝒐 𝒊𝒕, 𝒉𝒆 𝒊𝒔𝒏𝒕... Of course, he knew Lucas was my ex; he was a stalker, a psychotic stalker. I felt my vision disappear slowly, and I fell, everything turned black; was I… dead?

"You said the family valued independent capability, but since my education was average, I should start with the basics. But five years have passed, and I'm still stuck in the same entry-level role, without even a single raise. "Yet now, you want me to independently handle the technical proposal for a major client like the Messina family? Don't you find that ironic?" Don Costa was left speechless. "I'm not refusing to meet with the Messina family out of spite. It's simply because I'm no longer part of the family. As for my reputation, you can do as you please," I added. With that, I pulled the door open and walked out. In the hallway, several Capos who had been eavesdropping scattered in a hu

“You little-“ I fight the urge to smirk. He’s been in this world longer than any of us in this room. He should know better than to trust anyone to back him up. His laugh is humourless, filled with disbelief as he begins pacing around the office. I don’t see why I’d want to continue working with him. “I’m assuming we have no deal. I’ll see myself out, after I collect the remainder of the drug from your other son” I said turning to leave. “Thank you for your time, sir,” I grabbed Mr Stark’s hand on my way out, more concerned for his life. If Mr Ivanov decides to fight back, I need Mr Stark to be far away from all of this. As soon as the door closes, cutting off whatever arguing between the fat

Then next time, you beat them like a fucking boss. 'Distracting yourself with stupid monologues won’t help,’ Stark said. Where the fuck was my supportive wolf? 'Your supportive wolf is still here, but he doesn’t like hearing you talk inside your head for the whole flight. You could talk to me, you know.’ Stark growled, annoyed. 'Sorry. I’m just not used to you yet. But are you just as fucking nervous as I am?’ I could feel Stark shrug his shoulders in my mind. Do wolves actually do that?

He smiled at me as he sat and poured himself a drink without permission and I just smiled. “Vodka” he said simply, inhaling before drinking. “Good drink” “Yes it is” I said, sipping mine. I stared at him, “Why are you here?” I said, I never would have asked bluntly on a normal day but things weren’t normal with me right now. “You’re beautiful, sexy, everything a man wants” he answered simply and I chuckled bitterly. “Everything a man wants?” I said, trying so hard not to be hysterical, “Are you fucking with me?” I said dangerously close to annoyance—not at him but for everything that’s happened.