Michael Moscovitz Novels & Stories

I take my left glove off and then the right and shake my opponent's hand for one last time as we both make our way towards the lockers. "You're pretty good kid! If you ever decide this is what you want to do for an actual profession, I know you'd go real far. Hey, you may even become famous someday, now that Knight Enterprise has you under their microscope. I hear you're their new sponsor, congratulations." He says making me chuckle. He places his shirt on as he glances toward me.

His eyes were sparkling brilliantly! He was Moses Dunley, the chairman of Prime Harvest Group. He was also the fourth-largest force in the South River District—a new force with great vigor! “Young Master, a call from the old master.” Behind him, a well-proportioned and beautiful female assistant was holding the phone in both hands, handing it to Moses respectfully. Moses took it without looking back and asked with a low magnetic voice, “Old Master, what’s the matter?” “After the underground chamber of commerce is over, I want you to return and inherit the family. I can’t allow you to fool around like this any longer.”