Mha Sato Novels & Stories

It felt wrong but he would not take anything from me. I headed to the kitchen and made a hot drink. The warmth settled me. My house was too busy for my liking. I offered Logan a drink which he gladly accepted. As we were drinking there was another knock at the door which was unexpected. I froze, gripping my hands against the counter. Logan disappeared and returned a few moments later with someone behind him. “Leah, this is Jack, he does security for us. Jack this is Leah.” Jack was shorter than Logan and a lot stockier. He was muscular and had a shaved head. He reminded me more of an army man than anything else. His arms were covered in tattoos, and his stance screamed military. He stepped f

She arched a brow but didn’t comment further, only handing me the agenda notes. The clock ticked closer to ten, and soon, the delegation from Sachi Empires arrived. A group of five—two men in tailored suits, three women dressed in elegant corporate attire. Leading them was Mr. Kenji Saito, the CEO himself, a man known for his sharp mind and strategic ruthlessness. His dark eyes scanned the room with practiced calculation, his every step echoing authority. “Mr. Foster,” he said smoothly, extending his hand. “It’s a pleasure.”

Michael "Alpha Michael, I thought you and Lincoln were coming home tomorrow?" Henry – the leader of the crescent moon pack warriors asked me. Henry is not the strongest of all my warriors but he is the smartest and that is the only reason why I appointed him as the leader of my pack warriors. I know that when it comes to a real battle, having strong warriors is not enough, we also need brains that can make a solid plan when it comes to battles and wars or when our pack is under attack. Coincidentally, Henry graduated from the National Military Academy. The truth is Henry and I graduated together at the National Military Academy, I achieved the highest honor while Henry in turn achieved the f

He and Lin Momo flew in the air under the leadership of Xuanyuan Lige, heading for Chiba Island. At this time, they had entered the territory of Nihon. The scene of them flying down from the plane clearly appeared on a big screen. "Oh my God, what did I see?" In front of the big screen, a middle-aged man wearing the symbol of a senior officer jumped up. His name was Yama Sato, and he was a direct descendant of the Nihon Sato family. He was also one of the participants of this plan, responsible for monitoring the movements of Huaxia.

Trying to stand up, my legs feel wobbly but I manage to grab onto a chair before I fall and I turn my head. There, sat Austin Dechart with a smirk on his face and I could feel my blood run cold. "Hello principessa. Long time no see."

“Olivia Martin, your Olivia Martin went to Spain on July 23th of 2002 with an American passport, returned on August 4th of 2005 with a European passport and left again two months later; she hasn’t returned since then.” “I need more information.” I commented denying everything “No... It can't be. It's her!” “That's not all, Crafty Minds is indeed owned by Elizabeth Mills, but there is a clause that explains that her right hand, a certain Olivia Sánchez, is her frontman, and that everything would pass into the hands of this woman in case something happened to Mills.” “Sanchez? That’s Olivia’s mother’s last name.” I explained “How long has been the company operating?”

[Warning: Body dysphoria and self-hatred] Marcus was a tall and stout looking brunet. He sat in his office chair working on the laptop and the moment he saw me, he stood up and bowed respectfully. “Good morning, luna. Thank you for agreeing to this meeting.” I felt nodded awkwardly, not used to such a show of respect and also feeling ridiculous at the show of such high regard. “Please have a seat.” He gestured to a standard looking black office chair. But his gaze frequently flickered to the mark that sat glaringly and was on full display because of the round-necked t-shirt.

The camera pans over to the young man leisurely lounging on the couch, and my mood drops even lower. It’s Mikhail Sartori, the famous CEO of Satellite Corp, a huge holding company here in California. He’s in his late twenties, handsome, savvy, and all that jazz. In his case, that also comes with an abundance of arrogance and the usual tendency to be a womanizer. Olivia Lacroix is like, what, the fifteenth model he got involved with this month? “Not an item, Janice,” Mikhail clarifies, batting his pale gray eyes at the host. “Right now I am focusing on the expansion of Satellite Corp and providing more jobs for our hardworking people. In fact, we will be holding a--”

he said walking around the room. "Some of you will be transferred to my staff as I'm sure Mr Caine and Mr Brown already informed everyone. Only a small total of five people, Hunter Bryan, Terrance Gaint, Brittany Fostor, Camilla Dariy and Amelia Davidson. Everybody else you may leave," he said and my heart sped up slightly I didn't want to leave, I was comfortable here, I knew where the break room is I knew how to get extra food, I-

The higher floors were left for the elite, hand-picked by Satoh Ryuu. When Yan Hao introduced him as his right-hand man, I couldn't hide my surprise. I didn't think there were many Japanese in the Chinese Triads, not that Yan Hao nor anyone else mentioned the Triads. Officially, Satoh Ryuu was the COO of Diamond Dragon Entertainment, but he resembled a trained assassin more than a skilled manager. I had observed him and Yan Hao during the lunch we had eaten together with Estelle and her mother. Satoh's relationship with Yan Hao was… odd, to say the least. I could see that the old man trusted him completely. Somehow, I couldn't stop wondering how Satoh Ryuu had gotten his position...