Lavi Bookman Novelas e Histórias

I can’t help but remember how we met back then… “Are you Manager Dory’s new secretary?” I asked the man wearing office attire who was obviously a secretary because he was holding a brown ledger. When Alicia was still in the company, that was what she was holding. It amazed me to look from head to toe and back again at the face of the man who looked respectable. “Y-yes, Ms. William.” “You talk to me formally,” I said, then laughed a little. “Call me Ava. And you are?” “Liam. Liam Brown.” It’s obvious from his face that he’s very embarrassed because I’m talking to him now. ‘How cute.’

The man said as he open the door for Liam. " We'll wait here -! " Liam nodded and went inside. When the door closed Liam eyes dropped on the man infront of him. His eyes is focused on a thick book. He cleared his throat to get his attention. " Good Afternoon, Noah. I am-- " " Owen Liam. I know who you are, you don't need to introduce yourself. " The man said in a deep voice. Liam, it's not surprising that everyone knows him. Afterall, he's a famous businessman in this country.

she pondered, her eyes darting back and forth. The striking man before her was none other than Liam Hamilton, the multi-billionaire CEO of Hamilton Tech, a top-ranking company in the Software world situated in the heart of Alaska City. He was renowned for his sophistication, assertiveness, enigmatic demeanor, and arrogance. Liam was also an elite playboy, known for dating only the most stunning women and never being seen with the same girl twice.

So before we take you to him, tell us who gave you the information. “No one. I wrote it myself I promise you. Is it Mr. Visashi? Isn’t he happy with my work?” Ludo questioned Erica. Erica looked at Evan, “Who is Mr. Visashi?” “An editor who wanted to publish her book,” Evan answered flipping the pages of the manuscript. “No darling its not Mr. Visashi. What you wrote in this manuscript talks about us. I’m sure you know us and you are just pretending,” Erica was getting angry.

He smiled when he saw Ava. “Well,” he said softly, “there she is.” Luca raised the gun instantly. “Don’t.” The man ignored the weapon completely. “You’ve caused me a very inconvenient night, Luca.” “You broke into my home.” “You killed three of my men.” “They shot first.” Ava stood frozen near the hallway entrance, unable to move. The stranger finally looked directly at her. And smiled again. “Ava Sinclair,” he said. “Twenty-four. Junior editor at Blackwell Publishing. Lives in Brooklyn. Drinks too much coffee and lies to her mother every Sunday about being happy.”

“Tall, dark hair, dark eyes, kind of old... well, your age.” “And was he a total dick?” Elias nodded, “Yeah.” I gave Ella a heavy glance before closing my eyes and taking a deep breath. “Do you know who it is?” Cato asked, stepping forward, “Dad?” I slammed the champagne bottle on the table. “Luciano fucking Megestanis.” “Luciano? The guy who-” Cato began, his eyes flickering to Ella. “Yes, that guy.” The guy who molested Ella, raped a poor human woman, assisted Andrea Martinez, and somehow broke free from my prison. To list a few.

— Luciana knew that they were talking about the little girl. —Well, that makes me very happy, I think you already know most of them, so before starting the meeting, I'm going to introduce you to my beautiful daughter, the person in charge of the company, Luciana Brown, honey, this is Santiago O 'Brien — Santiago smiled as he finally knew who the beautiful woman was and extended his hand.

my father said, looking at me, almost daring me to say something. "Mr. Berlusconi, I've conducted thorough research. It turns out that she no longer has a fiancé. You actually returned the money to him two years ago," Bossman informed me, leaving me even more astonished. "Wait, he did research," I asked myself. "I don't know what you are talking about, Mr. Gravano," my father said without taking his eyes off me. I turned to Bossman, not wanting to look at that prick, and noticed him calling Samuele over. Samuele handed him a file and walked away.

Never once appeared angry. Instead, he had spoken with visible restraint and wounded dignity. “Connard-Rutherford Consortium repeatedly attempted to secure partnership agreements with Novaris Holdings, only to be rejected every time. Now I don’t know what to think.” He had delivered the lines with such exhaustion, reluctantly disclosing that Theodore Lucian Banks and Alicia had known each other personally. That Banks had gained unauthorized access to Tobey. That his wife had disappeared shortly after becoming involved with the CEO of Novaris Holdings. When the interviewer asked if he believed Theodore Banks had manipulated the situation for personal gain, Levi had looked down for several sec

There are no rooms for sex and Max doesn't even like to stay open past 9 pm. But Levi was far from calm. He glared at the reporter the same way he did at his uncle, and I instantly pulled his arm back. I didn't want him to cause a scene here. “My wife is a librarian and honourable. That’s all you need to know.” Levi said, his voice coming out very strong and firm. More flashes and microphones came forward, but soo did the securities. We moved closer to the car, but the questions didn't slow down. “Mrs Adam, what would you use the 3% shares for?