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.

But watching it activate in real time, watching decades old loyalty snap back into place with a single phone call, is something else entirely. Marcus arrives midmorning, having cut his and Selene’s trip short the moment the call came through, and he moves through the west wing turned operation center issuing orders before he’s even fully through the door, no explanation offered to anyone, none apparently needed. Men fall into position around him immediately. Eventually, Elias finds him alone near a bank of monitors sometime after noon. “How many people does he still have?” Elias asks, mostly because he needs to understand the scale of what’s currently assembling around him.

Alec Explained. He sat back down before I asked, "People? Who are these people?" Alec opened up his iPad and began to say, "You have a head of security, security guards, your personal assistant, and your very own lawyer. However, we are actively interviewing them now. My master is currently interviewing for the head position of your security team. I think he will promote someone from his team. Someone he can trust. Then that person will recruit four other people they trust. My master has already chosen a lawyer from his team to represent you if you so need it. So, all that's left is the personal assistant position which is our responsibility to find."

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.

Sahir couldn't hold his emotions longer. "Sultan?" Xavier looked at him and shook his head as no. Sahir sighed. "Are you back in the Mafia?" Xavier asked him. Sahir remained silent looking at Xavier. "I want to meet someone," Sahir said bluntly. Xavier narrowed his eyes. "Whom?" "Hussain Hosseini," Sahir said. Xavier looked at him with wide eyes. ----