I Don T Wanna Go Mister Stark นิยาย & เรื่องราว

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 said. "I don't care about your stupid plan right now,i need to go home and talk to her,sh must have the wrong impression of me now,i swear to God if she doesn't talk to me again I'll kill both you and Nathan"I yelled as i left the place, walking towards the exit. I pushed past the filthy crowd as i made my way to the exit. "Where are you going to man, party's not over"I heard Justin calling me and i shot him the nastiest glare i could muster.

"Anyway, I asked the doctor today. The baby's healthy, so we could…" "Get out." The words came out cold and flat. Maddy froze, thinking she had heard wrongly. But the next second, Jason shoved her away. "Get out. Don't make me say it again." She stared at him, trembling slightly. This was the first time the man who had always indulged her, who would overturn all of Gunnerson just to suit her moods, felt like a stranger. Just then, the sharp ring of a phone shattered the silence. "Mr. Schwartz, I'm Dr. Terence Howe. Ms. Hart hasn't come back for a follow-up after her last procedure. I haven't been able to reach her."

she said and suddenly hang up. I don't know what to do anymore. They knew. I know dad give me some time to live with this simple life but why did he manage to invite me to a family dinner when in the first place, I don't want to be with them. I know, I may be sound rebel but these things don't matter to me anymore. I just want to get rid of their expectations and disappointments if I do things that they don't like. I will not attend though. I just went out and thought of drinking milk when I heard Tita's voice in the living room. I glanced at it and saw she has a visitor.

Slowly, I nodded, numbly staring at my half-empty glass as my heart began to hammer against my chest. “Actually, we shouldn't risk it. You cannot wait until the Blood Mood to find out,” Dritan mused, his words nearly distorted by the constant tone ringing in my ear. “Asena, do you even hear me?!” he shouted, grabbing my chin and forcing me to face him. “I will arrange your way out of Collisville. You are leaving this place tonight.”

“I would never go against his wishes and I hope you realize that.” “But...” I tried, but Mr Stark wouldn’t budge. “I think you have overstayed your welcome” and he stood up and walked towards the door, opening it. I scoffed unbelievably, “Are you asking me to leave your house?” I could not believe him or his behavior. It’s like a man that has never lost any fight would tell the guy with whom he has fought to go away without even bothering to defend himself. “Yes, that's exactly what I’m asking,” he replied calmly, still standing in front of the door. “Now if you're done, you better get going. I don't think you should stay here anymore. I think you owe him too much”

Maybe because my miserable facial expressions reveal my feelings, Cody sits back and asks, “Is it painful?” I nod. Cody comforts me, “Do not worry. I will make Gina suffer to pay for it. I will kill her.” I frown. “No, C... Mr. Stark. Do not kill her. Do not kill her.” Cody looks at me in rage. “Why?” I hesitate and think of reasons to save Gina. Although she is awful and was cruel to me. I do not want to kill anyone even if she wanted to kill me. Maybe because I have never killed anyone in my previous life.

Astrid's POV I ground my teeth together, clenching my jaw muscles and fists as I stomped towards the car where the devil sat comfortably, trying to control my life. The driver stepped out and gave me a small bow while opening the door. My brows creased in confusion when I didn’t see Damien inside. “Uh, where’s Mr. Starkov?” I asked, my mind reeling. He had ordered me to join him, yet he wasn’t even here? What the hell?

"I want to go home." I frowned. "Damian, you're not ready—" Just then, the door swung open. Dr. Patel entered, her warm smile a contrast to the tension in the room. "Good evening, Mr Damian," she said. "How are you feeling?" The soft glow of the evening lights highlighted the concern etched on her face. Damian's eyes locked onto hers. "I want to be discharged," he said. Dr. Patel's eyebrows rose. "I'm afraid that's not possible," she said gently.

“It was a joint experiment that both of you collaborated on. Now that you have secured your spot in the graduate school, you want to hinder Josie’s path? Are you even human?” I wiped the cream off my face, and I glared at them angrily. “That experiment didn’t need my participation. Why should I go? Also, am I the one who made her fail the experiment?” A coursemate scoffed. He patted my face before he grabbed my company ID badge. “Go help Josie with her experiment now, or I’ll burn your stuff!” My chest clenched nervously. “Give it back! I rejected my offer in graduate school. If she wants it, she should fight for it on her own. Can you please not bother me?”