Novel & Cerita Mister Night

Crying wasn't going to solve anything. Checking around she only saw a cheque of five billion dollars and a note vividly explaining how tight and good she was in bed got her all flared up, the person had written that note like she was nothing but a dirty whore who should be grateful for a generous tip. Paying her off for a night stand was bad but making her look like a slut was the least she could contain with, that son of bas**rd should be lucky they never met gave to face and also for the fact she had no idea who he was or she would have taunted him to death and told him how much of a fool he was, the nerve of that b**ch.

Present From October to November 2016 The night of the charity dinner had arrived, to my utter bewilderment, it was in an elegant place, an amazing place that was everything we had always been taught as glamorous, elegant and luxurious. He had no idea if he had paid for that with the money he managed to steal from the company or it was something he did at an earlier time. We didn't know anything about his background before he got his hands on this city's underworld again.

"Am Adrian, Oh, forgive my bad manners, am Madison, That was a mistake, I know where we can take this, it's positive, I'm pregnant, Adrian that's my baby daddy" Everything from five years ago became clear in my head, I had a one-night stand with a stranger and he happened to be Adrian, my ex-boyfriend's best friend. My head began to ache, I couldn't take it anymore, I couldn't understand everything, and my world began to darken as I felt myself slip to the floor. ********* Everyone was wearing black, sunglasses in their eyes, different roses in their hands as we watched Xavier's coffin being laid in the ground. My heart broke knowing I would never see Xavier or hear his voice, I wish time co

He shut the door behind him and glanced at the closed door. This is a puzzle. How can he solve this triangle; Jace, Arianna and Chase? There's something about that woman he hasn't gotten to know. Jace picked up his phone and dialled Nicholas' phone number. Nicolas is Chase's personal assistant. "Where is Chase and Arianna?" He asked immediately and the latter answered his phone. "Together sir, having lunch?" Nicolas answered. Why is the boss asking him about his brother? He could call him, right?. "In the hotel room, together, right?" Jace asked again, his temper getting the hold of him. "Yes sir,"Nicolas answered. Second master brought Miss Jason and he was the one who paid for a room.

“Are you sure? You-” “Seriously violet I’m okay” I repeat slowly. “Alright. Now tell me what the hell happened? How did you forget how you got to the hotel?” “A man took me there. I don’t remember his face clearly but I know he has neck tattoos, and I can recognize his voice…” I pull out the card from my bag. “He left me in the hotel room with this.” “Mr. Brandon?” violet said, glaring at the card. “Yeah. I don’t know why I can’t remember everything that happened that night.”

"Rough night?" "Rough every night," the guy said with a dry laugh. "I'm Milo, by the way." "Victor." "You always work this late, Victor?" "Always. Late shift suits me." Milo leaned forward, resting his forearms on the back of the passenger seat. His face appeared in the gap between the headrests, close enough that Victor could smell him. Sweat, cheap beer, and something underneath that was warm and clean. "How about you? Rough night?"

With those parting words, he heading towards the parking lot, eventually making me follow behind him as I gave one last look at the now dead officer. As we arrived into the underground parking lot, Giovanni and his bodyguards were there beside him. He was a bit on the heavy side, but nonetheless, the big boss around Miami Vice. He wore a black tuxedo, ready for another King's Club party. "My money?" He beckoned. The bodyguards helped us out of the car and we handed them the two bags of money. "Thank you, boys, for the assistance in this hold up. You both are going to be very rich men."

Towards evening, just as Nathan closed from work and was about to head home, his phone rang. He glanced at the screen and saw it was his grandfather's butler calling. He picked up the call. “Grandpa Leo!” “Young master, the old Master said you should come over to the mansion now.” Nathan was surprised. “Did something happened to my grandpa?” “No! The old master is fine…” just then Mr Robinson voice rang out on the other end. “You rascal you better start coming home now before I come to that company to get you.” With that the call ended.

“The Saddler family's heiress is supposed to be engaged to Mr. Johansen. Why is she clinging to someone else?” The chatter didn’t last long. Timothy's authoritative voice soon silenced the crowd. “What’s wrong with my grandson holding his future wife?”