Mister Bennett Novels & Stories

and a very pretty redhead behind the desk. "Brynne Bennett here to see Mr. Blackstone." She looked me over thoroughly before getting up from her desk. "Oh he's expecting you, Miss Bennett. I'll take you back through to his office." She smiled as she held the door for me. "I hope you like Chinese."

Bennett sorted out her garments and put them aside. He sat at the edge of Morgan's pale pink bed and watched her applying makeup. "Bennett, if you're free, help me put my phone, charger, and wallet in my bag." Bennett took her bag and saw the crumpled banknotes inside. He opened them one by one and placed them neatly in her wallet. Morgan quickly peeled off the mask from her face. Bennett noticed the bank card he had given her yesterday in her wallet. He smiled and said self-deprecatingly, "I won't get any salary this month."

As he buttoned his shirt, he said, "I can't. I've seen the CCTV. The man you're talking about is probably Mason, I'll give you a photo so you can confirm." I frowned. What's he talking about? He can watch the surveillance here? Who the hell is he? “Who are you?”I asked,curiously. His lips thinned and then he announced.”I’m Bennett Graham,your husband…I mean temporary husband.” WHAT?!

The two of them laughed together, enjoying the ridiculousness they had done at their no longer young age. Dorris used to work as a driver one year ahead of Magda. The first time Dorris came to this house, the butler here was a perfectionist guy who was very fierce. Almost all the servants in this house back then didn't like Mr. Fierce Brook. Even though the taste of his cooking was very good, but his arbitrary attitude made many servants finally resign. Only Dorris was left there because he wasn't related to Mr. Brook in person. Then because of the many outgoing servants, Mr. Taylor decided to fire the butler and replace him with Magda, which he got from a service supply bureau. "How is Mr.

The moment I touched it smoothly, A heart piercing as well as yet so mousy smileinstantly spread across my face, curving my lips up to a delightful glint of happiness. 'MY RING' which was worn by the person to whom I have given my whole heart, all my life & all my true love Aaron Maximillian, the one and only son of multi billionaire Mr. Jonathan Maximillian, the owner of AMax International Construction Corporation; one of top 10 companies in United States. Apart from that he is the best friend of my dad Peter Anderson for 15 years. Our families are so close because of the friendship our dads have built up between them through out those 15 years of their lives. That was the path which sh

“ Maddie immediately stood up and walked to the door, her face full of excitement as she glanced through the peephole. To her surprise, she saw a greasy figure. It was producer Bennett. He was wearing a hat and urgently knocking on his own door. Maddie furrowed her brow. Why was it him? Wasn't Tony supposed to come? Could it be that Tony instructed him to come and negotiate some terms with her? Maddie felt a wave of displeasure and opened the door. As Bennett looked up and saw Maddie dressed so provocatively, a rush of excitement surged within him. "Producer Bennett, do you have something to discuss with me?" Maddie stood by the door and asked. "Well, indeed I do..." "Can we talk about it la

Surely, there was never smoke without fire, and beneath this smoke was a brightly burning, dangerously heating, and fast-spreading fire. "Let me begin by offering my condolences to you, The Romanos, for the unfortunate and untimely loss of Charles, who, as we all know, was a father, and also a friend." This voice belonged to Johnathan Bennett, the Patriarch of The Bennett family. He is also the CEO of Bennett Conglomerate and the long-time rival of Charles. He was seated clad in a suit and tie, his face was filled with sadness.

However, one thing that I noticed about this individual was that he had many females lurking around him and they were all models. I knew that in the back of my mind, there is still this small voice stating that I could never beat a model when it comes to a man since they are paid for their looks whilst I'm not. However, I didn't get much time to think about this daunting idea that I still had as I was interrupted by my nan and a woman next to her who looked around the same age as my mother. "Nipotina dear, I would like you to meet Iris, she is the wife of Arron McKinley who you may know as the previous CEO of McKinley Enterprise." My Nan introduced this sweet lady to me, and I knew I recogni

Even the workers were barely containing their curiosity. By the time I returned to the counter after delivering cocktails to a group of overly friendly socialites, I let out a long breath and leaned my palm against the polished surface. “The crowd is insane,” I muttered. Fayn, who was arranging glasses nearby, laughed. “Of course. The entire city is here for the mystery man.” I rubbed my temple. “What is Sir Gab’s surname again?” Fayn looked up. “Ja—” His answer was cut off by the sharp screech of microphone feedback.

"I'm just glad to have bumped into my ex-girlfriend on a rare occasion like this. Was that bad?" "So bad," I whispered. I'm not your ex, silly. Bennet didn't answer but his gaze turned even worse to BENEDICT. It's like he's back to the Bennet version 1 I used to know. The Monster. After a while, BENEDICT recoiled a bit. He seemed shaken by Mister's gaze. The man's eyebrows rose before the beautiful smile on his lips was erased. "Tsh! Leofwin, always the ferocious," said the man.