Mha Sirius Novels & Stories

Dmitri spat out blood in my direction, an act of disrespect. I stood up from the chair and walked closer to him, raising his chin so he could take a look at me. "Unlike your miserable father, I am the biggest Mafia Lord in the entire city. Every single one of my enemies fears me, and they all have the right to do so. I am showing you mercy by exchanging your freedom for that of your sister, you should be thankful." I let go afterward, and with one last look at him, I walked out of the room.

"By whom?" Before she could answer, the shadow of a tall man appeared in the doorway behind me. I turned around slowly, my muscles tightening as I saw a man in an expensive dark suit walk into the small office. He had two heavily armed men standing behind him, their weapons pointed directly at my chest. It was Sirius. Elias’s younger cousin, a high-ranking executive who sat on the minority board of Vane International. "Hello Mr. Manchester," Sirius said, his voice smooth, carrying a calm, chilling politeness. He adjusted his silk tie with one hand, a small smile on his face.

“What do you want from me, sir?” Seth leaned in slightly, his smirk widening. “Small world, isn’t it? Quite the upgrade, Miranda.” He paused, savoring her discomfort. “You know, I’m going to be the next chairman of this company.” “The next chairman?” Mia repeated with a composed tone.

“Tell me everything, where they’re coming from, who’s involved, what Mason’s planning next.” Theo hesitated only a second before nodding, he pulled out his phone, sliding it across the table to me with a shaking hand, messages, coordinates, plans hidden behind layers of encryption Noah would tear through like tissue paper. “They’re planning another hit,” Theo said, voice low. “Tomorrow, they’re done playing with you, Mason's bringing in mercenaries this time, not amateurs, they’re hitting the corporate offices, your father’s building, Mason wants to bleed you out in public.”

Directly across. Of course he does. His gaze lifts then, deliberately slow until it finds mine and locks there. For a split second, something flickers. Recognition. Calculation. Surprise, maybe, but if it exists, he buries it fast. What he offers instead is polite interest, the kind reserved for strangers who might become useful. “Nora,” McAllister says, gesturing between us, oblivious to the war detonating under the table. “I'm sure you know David Reid. He’s our… well, silent partner, for lack of a better term.”

I exclaimed. Alec then sat across from me and said, "Master has decided on giving you a personal assistant. Someone who will run errands, cook, clean, or even drive you around if needed." I stared at him with a frustrated look because I knew this must have been his idea. I don't want an assistant nor do I need one! I am not a child that is in need of being taken care of! Alec pulled out his iPad from his bag and said, "I have a few candidates from a staffing agency we've worked with in the past. I think they should be our first-" Alec stopped talking once he noticed my red face.

I stole a glance at a second screen, not having even realized the old bat’s office light had gone dark, her form limping across one screen to my right and over into the main frame. “Marge Tepadill, head Archivist, at your service.” Marge extended her bony, gnarled hand towards Sirius. He bowed gracefully and instead of just taking it, he kissed it. Marge’s face went stark still for a moment, completely shocked. And then, Goddess be damned, she giggled.

He laughed and buried his head in his hands. "Ah, fuck. Qiao Mo... " Hila She woke up rather earlier than usual and felt queasy. The day of the Wushi Chin Cooperation annual meeting had arrived and she was to deliver the Wushi Group's proposal to the board. The obvious reason behind the formation of the group was to help the world through annual donations to curb different calamities in different countries.

"Are you the acting head of the Monroe family? You knew Sacred General Faith would be here, yet you let anyone wander onto this yacht? "I hear the kid who caused this mess is your guest. If anything happens to Mr. Faith, the Monroes won't escape the consequences!" Wayne interjected sharply, "Officer, this is the medical room! Mr. Faith needs rest, not a shouting match!" Hearing Wayne's words, Varek grudgingly released Sirius. Sirius was gasping for air. He knew better than to antagonize the man before him. Only bodyguards with exceptional skills, holding at least the rank of colonel, were qualified to protect someone like Mr. Faith.

Country Y "Welcome, Mr. Reed. I am Mitch Suarez. I will be your executive secretary here at M2M Corporation. I’m looking forward to working with you, Sir.” Mitch said. “Thank you, Mrs. Suarez.” Mitch Suarez led their way to his new office. Marcus was the CEO ( Chief Executive Officer) of the M2M Corp, John was the COO (Chief Operations Officer), and Austin was the chairman.