Man Books Novels & Stories

How could a woman like me fight against such a muscular man bare-handed? After that, a leg enclosed in heard leather boots stomped onto my body. The muscular man looming above me cackled in evil laughter as he said, “To the guys up there, do you think you’re good at hiding? Can’t you see that this woman is now in our hands? If you don’t lower your weapons, I will make this woman suffer.” ‘Oh, God! The pirates must have noticed Gary and the rest! No! I’m still in their hands. If this goes on, we’ll be at a disadvantage!’

the man asked. "Penn." Penelope replied. "That is a very unusual name Penn." The man said as Penelope just nodded but didn't say anything again. "What are the things you have gone through that you think I didn't?" The man asked with a patronizing tone which made Penelope temper to flare up again.

I looked at Manu, who was holding back a laugh, and looked back at the paper where it was written: “Who is this man, friend? Is there any chance he's gay and will give me his number after the lecture?” Manu burst into laughter, seeing my surprised expression. - He's gay? – I asked, still in disbelief. - Well, PH is. He's my friend, that's all, and he would never see me the way you do. But he wants your phone number, officer. – Manu was laughing at me, and I decided to play along.

“Why d…do you…want to…kill…me? Wh…hat…have I done to…you?” “It's nothing personal,” the man's voice was as cold as ice. “It's just a manhunt.” And the last thing the guy has ever heard in his life was the loud bang of the revolver that ended him. He almost escaped. Only almost. * * * “Hi, good morning. The two of you must be Mr. And Mrs. Andrews?” asked Jacob Price politely, professionally like the way his Snyder Italian Cashmere Sutton Suit in Navy Blue wrapped around his well-built figure. He stood up at a height of 5'11. His hair was dark and soft and the perfect haircut for his oval-shaped face. Blessed with a pair of blue eyes—as blue as the skies, just looking through those windows cou

I would have to analyze them one by one carefully later. But just as I reached the sixth folder, the name of a company froze my blood: ManVen Corporated. A dense silence settled. I took a deep breath, flipping through the contents. ManVen was seeking a technological and pharmaceutical export alliance: they proposed that Feldman become their main partner in opening new markets in Latin America. The proposal sounded lucrative, with well-laid-out figures, attractive percentages, and a five-year expansion plan. But what made me frown wasn't the numbers, but the signature at the bottom of the document.

CHAPTER 55 — Liana The morning air felt unusually heavy, even for Manila. Rain threatened to fall, the clouds thick and gray, mirroring the tension that had settled over my life like an uninvited guest. I moved through the corridors of Delgado & Reyes with purpose, but the weight of yesterday’s revelations lingered. The press had blown the situation wide open: the insinuations about my connection to Evan Ramos weren’t just rumors anymore—they were questions, discussions, and speculation.

“Beautiful as always.” I don’t say anything, even though she called me by my legal name. Manny isn’t your typical loan shark. He doesn’t try to intimidate you, probably because he doesn’t need to. He runs a deep, dark business here in New York, and those who can’t pay him turn up dead with no connection to the killer whatsoever. He always compliments me, but he never expresses interest in other ways. He never asked for any sexual favors. Sometimes I end up wishing that he just did.

It's somewhat unusual for a mafia 'girlfriend' to attend a business meeting, but most of Manuel's colleagues have gotten used to seeing me at these meetings. Manuel Ramirez is top of the food chain; he commands unlimited respect and is allowed to bring whomever he wants to a business meeting. He's one of the most dangerous men in the world. Wealthy beyond belief, his money is acquired through drugs and human trafficking. But he's also an arms dealer and a smart investor. He takes me everywhere and his men have gotten used to talking in front of me. None know of our arrangement. It's a good one. I keep him safe and he pays me well.

Even most of the nine could not compete with him on that level. After Mane picked that manual, the other books disappeared. A bright light was once again released from the 3rd mountain. This time, a prepared Mane did not have to close his eyes. When the lights faded, there were a cluster of books hovering around him. Unlike before, he did not read their descriptions before making his decision. No, his hand reached for a manual before he could even think.

“I promise.” I placed my hand in her face. God I loved this girl so fucking much it hurt. “We’re not who you think we are Mil. We live two very different lives, one you’ve already seen and the other is hidden.’ I stopped taking a deep breath before I continued. ‘We’re not like you and Kacey Mil. Me and Orlando come from a different world from both of you. We have many enemies that either want it, take us out and ruin us or just kill us. We’re one of the biggest English mafia groups here, the Hemings a close second. We deal in drugs and firearms. The Hemings are our rivals, they hate us and they really hate us. Last night we had a shipment coming in. We both told Fletcher something was very w