Mighty Ducks Adam Banks Novels & Stories

"W-Why..." "You're mine the moment I bought you and paid all your debts to Francisco, including your debts in the... bank. That means you're now in debt to me, Raviora." He muttered whilst his menacing eyes were at me. Damn. His handsome features are kicking me again that I couldn’t quit staring at his bad boy look! Indeed, Adam is a man no one could ever imagine or am I just... exaggerating? What Adam said made me stunned. Did I hear him right? Does Adam pay my debts in the banks just like he did my debt to Francisco? Should I be thankful or not?

The four of us stand up when five extremely large men walk in. “I am Kaden, and this is my cousin Alek. These two here are Brent and Lance.” I say. “Hey, I am Curtis, and this is Venom,” Curtis says. “I am Quade, and this is Zion. I am assuming you know Chaos.” Quade states.

"Okay, tomorrow I will contact my attorney in London to make an official contract so that when we visit London we can sign it right away," Adam said and then took a photo of what Jenna wrote and sent it via email to his lawyer in London. Jenna just stared at Adam in amazement. How did Adam get a lawyer in London? Does he have a business there too? "Tomorrow I'm going to Giethoorn! Skiing! The canals must be frozen!" Jenna exclaimed excitedly. "Me? We! Remember now you are not a solo traveler anymore. But Duo!" Adam replied furiously.

Turns out it’s a table that’s usually tucked away during parties. “Woah,” he throws up his hands, trying to defend himself. “What the fuck, dude?” “I’m giving you one chance to come the fuck clean.” “Ethan,” Jordan tries to intervene, but I grip Adam’s shirt and slam him against the table again. Other Gammas come rushing in when they hear the commotion, but they pause when they see me, knowing Adam and I are friends—were friends. Fuck if I know our relationship now. Adam holds up a palm, telling them to stay back. Not that they would intervene anyway. They might be brothers, but all of that is fucked because my last name is McKay.

--- [Reward Granted: $100 × Multiplier (×3)] [Total Earned: $300] Everything froze but it wasn't the same as the earlier one. It felt like Adam had imagined it rather than it actually happening. [Balance Updated: $300.00] Adam's breath caught. It worked. He would have to check if it actually deposited into his account but he believed it would work. --- "Whatever," the guy muttered suddenly, looking away. "You're not worth my time." But it didn't sound as confident as before.

I was thrown off guard,so I shook my head,trying to clear my head and focus on the situation. “I am Noah,Adam's personal doctor,I'd be taking care of your health from now on”The handsome guy said,walking over to his former position. “It's nice to finally meet you”. One corner of Adams smirk rose higher as he slid his hands into his pocket waiting for my reaction. “.. I,.. I am fine”My voice was rusty,horrified by how weak I sounded. Noah let out a hearty smile, “You’d be fine my dear” He told me,his frenetic energy ebbing out.

Adam Hart, once a successful and wealthy businessman, succumbed to financial ruin due to poor choices and deceit. Desperate, Adam immersed himself in gambling, associating with the underworld, leading to a drastic change in behavior. Adam's gambling addiction spiraled into massive debts. To cover them, he cunningly pawned the Rossie mansion's certificate, sparking rumors and confirming the betrayal to Lady Rossie.

But peace wouldn’t come, not when Anna’s broken cries still echoed in his ears. Adam sat at the head of the table, flanked by top executives and investors. The discussion about the Gold Bank launch was in full swing, projections laid out on the screen, final marketing strategies being refined. This was a monumental move for the Kavanaugh Empire, one that solidified their dominance in the financial sector. Adam listened intently, his sharp mind absorbing every detail while occasionally giving directives. His authority in the room was undeniable, until the heavy double doors swung open, and the air shifted instantly.

“Joy do this?” “Yes, and if you mess up that skeleton, she’ll kill us both and turn us into skeletons to put on display.” Adam rifled through the documents on his desk to pull out a check. Gavin wasn’t entirely sure why the vineyard didn’t allow employees direct deposit, but more than likely, it was one of Adam’s random rules that kept them in the Stone Age in terms of payment systems. As Gavin turned to go, Adam asked, “How are you, by the way?”

Hiroto slaps him in the back while he chokes on his words and turns to Hiroto in his familiar tyrant look "I am not fat!!!!. You're all just thin little chopstick bitches.Adam, I am supporting you, so you owe me 5 bucks; Adam and I are not fat, we're buff. You're all toothpicks that we could break in half. So clearly we're the strongest of this group. Muahahahaha!!!"Everyone including me looks at him weirdly, it's like a kid on an extreme sugar rush and a serial killer together