Kevin Gates Book Novels & Stories

In the middle of the night, Kevin woke up and was startled when he realized that his side was empty, with only a little warmth left. He quickly threw off the blanket, got out of bed, and was about to open the door to go out to look for her. However, as soon as his hand touched the door handle, he was almost motionless when he heard her voice echoing very softly outside. “Yes, I also didn't expect him to be so easily captivated. Don't worry Dad, everything will be fine, the Wine company will be saved...” Kevin's whole body trembled. There were no words that could describe his emotions at this moment: hatred, surprise, despair, and resentment.

She would always decline their offer but that didn’t stop them from trying again and again. Kevin was on his way to the bookstore so he could get a book for his baby sister. He loved his sister and would do anything for her. When he reached the store he saw a lot of Alphas in there and was confused so he went in and didn't see Nia behind the desk because they were surrounding her. He went for the book and looked around for anything he might need. After some time the sea of Alphas left and he saw Nia and went to her and she smiled and looked at him. “Well, I haven’t seen you here before~,” she said in her flirty tone and rang up the books for him and took out a card. He smiled and looked at h

“But Ma’am—” Rebecca was already heading for the door. “I’ll check it again later, Kevin. Don’t process anything yet until I confirm. I have to go.” The door closed. Silence filled the room. Kevin shut his eyes and cursed internally. Damn it! Failed again! He took a long breath, trying to stay calm, but his jaw tightened. “Why did the call have to come now?” he muttered in frustration. He stared at the document for a moment, then closed the folder sharply. He placed it in his private desk drawer, then stared at the door Rebecca had just walked out of.

"I'm growing quite impatient with your evasiveness. Are you really telling me that I, a potential high-profile client, am not allowed to tour your facilities? That seems highly irregular." Kevin's smile faltered, a bead of sweat forming at his temple. "Mrs. Gasly, I assure you, it's simply standard protocol. We have strict security measures in place to protect our trade secrets and-" "Trade secrets?" I scoffed, waving a dismissive hand. "Please. If your products are as revolutionary as you claim, surely you'd want to showcase your process, not hide it away like some dirty little secret." I could practically see the gears turning behind Kevin's eyes as he scrambled for a response. Beside me,

Carter was done eating, he paid and continued his journey. He stopped at the gate of the huge mansion where Kevin and his family lives. The guards stop him at the gate because he looks strange. He asked to see Kevin, they went inside to inform Kevin about the stranger. "Let him in. I want to know who he is." Kevin ordered. "Yes your majesty." The guard bowed and went back to get Carter from the gate. Carter looked around the huge mansion, he has never been somewhere this huge as far as he can remember. He imagined the kind of luxury Sia must be living in before she left.

Kevin glanced at his watch, growing impatient as the minutes ticked by. ‌ Finally, the sound of the suite door opening broke the silence, and Gustav stepped into the room. He was a tall, imposing figure with a charismatic presence that commanded attention. Kevin couldn't help but feel a mixture of respect and wariness in his presence. ‌ "Kevin," Gustav greeted, his voice carrying an air of confidence. "I trust you're curious about why I asked for this meeting." ‌ Kevin nodded, his eyes focused on Gustav. "Indeed, Gustav. You mentioned something about important information. What is it that you have?"

She really fell. From start to finish, Kevin didn't open his eyes to look at her, which made her very reluctant. Also, there was no expression on Kevin's face that she expected. What went wrong? Her palm hurt. Raising her hand, she realized she was really hurt. As Paul pulled the car into Kevin's special parking lot, Kevin said to him, "Tell the security guards not to let anyone with malicious intent come to the George Group gate." "Yes I see." Paul was also very disdainful of Irene's IQ. One could imagine why she had come to talk to Kevin about something like this. The saddest thing was that she pretended to be a villain but had no results. She was so obnoxious.

"Please... please just let me go!" Seeing her finally break—or so he thought—Kevin let out a hollow, haunting laugh. He ran his hand over her cheek, his touch making her skin crawl. "Such a exquisite face. Such a perfect body. It’s a waste that men like Liam and Xavier Grayson got to enjoy it first." Chloe felt a wave of nausea hit her, but she bit her tongue. "You..." "Shut up!" Kevin’s face turned a violent shade of purple. He grabbed her by the throat, his voice a jagged rasp. "If it wasn't for you, my father wouldn't be in prison! If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have been..."

Kevin sighed and said, “Fine. I’ll just go straight to the point then. Look, I need your help. I know I’m the last person on earth you’d want to help, and I understand that. But the thing is, I don’t know anyone else to turn to. You are my last resort.” Kate remained silent, waiting for Kevin to finish his ridiculous speech. “I’ve fallen on hard times, K – Mrs. DaCosta,” he continued. He scratched his beard uneasily and added, “I got kicked out of the MBA program. I don’t want to get into details, so don’t ask.” Kate was still silent, watching him.

Bobbette disappears into the kitchen, leaving the father-daughter duo in the living room. “You can have a seat, Mr. Kevin," Kevlyn gestures to the couch. She removes a pink book from the table with rhinestones and bedazzles decorating the cover. Then she takes the chair opposite Kevin. She holds a pencil in her left hand as she opens the book. “You can just call me Kevin." “We are not friends yet, so Mr. Kevin will do for now," Kevlyn says through squinted eyes and Kevin chuckles. “Ok. So, I am a teacher — a professor, actually. I am doing a master's degree right now at Berkeley University."