Mister Pit Novels & Stories

"What we can be certain of is." "Huft, the former playboy will start his action." "Ha ha ha." Again they both burst out laughing. Meanwhile, Lilyana had only been paying attention to the two old men while also smiling a little when she heard their conversation. "Ah, Sir ...." Lilyana couldn't remember who the man was. "Glen," he said reintroducing himself. "Oh Mr. Glen, I'm sorry. Would you like to sit down and talk? I'll make some coffee or tea for you."

"I am so sorry." "Go away." I manage to say. "I am sorry, love. You infuriated me and I..." The door bell rings twice, interrupting him mid sentence. "That must be the pizza guy." He pecks my cheek before standing up. "I will be right back." "Matthew Bryant?" The person calls his name when he gets the door. "That's me, how may I help you?" That is definitely not the delivery guy. "I am officer Patterson, and you are under arrest..."

"Mr. Bart, Peter Mahone—the former VP from your old company—says he has urgent business with you." I was surprised but agreed to meet him. Peter looked far older than I remembered. The arrogance that once defined him was gone, replaced by exhaustion and humility. "Rex, it's an honor to finally see you again," he said, handing me a business card. I glanced at it—his title read Independent Consultant. "And what brings you here, Peter?" I asked. He wrung his hands, voice low. "To be honest, I'd like to apply for a consultant position at your company. I've been in the industry for thirty years and have extensive connections…"

Edward Stood. The spoiled brat son of Arven's prime minister. I almost forgot that I might encounter some unexpected people here. Stood was another bastard who had escaped the law several times. Even though he had clearly been caught abusing illegal substances. It seemed like he didn't recognize my face because he was drunk. I forced myself to smile politely at Edward Stood. “Sorry, but I don't want to steal you away from your beautiful girl.” He turned his head toward the woman in the dark red dress beside him. The woman glared at me sharply.

— Okay, go help him with the coffee… Maybe you’ll find his heterosexuality in the coffee powder. I walk into the kitchen and MR. X was finishing serving my mug. I approach and steal a fiery kiss from her lips. He stares at me for a moment and then lifts me up on the kitchen counter, forcing his hip between my legs. Lift my skirt up and then pull my panties, gliding with it through my legs until it reaches my feet. His head positions itself between my thighs and then begins to explore my sex, making me moan intensely. As his tongue explored me, my desire to scream grew, but then I remember that not far away is Filomena mumbling and convincing himself that Mr. X is gay. — Definitely... you...

Victor's warriors attacked me, the sound of bones breaking, blood spurting, flesh tearing. "Ugh, I'm sorry, Mister. You went to all the trouble of bringing it here, and I'm having trouble swallowing it." He looked at me. "What do you want to eat? Just tell me." I tried to lighten the mood with a chuckle, then winked at him. "Maybe if you feed me, my appetite will suddenly come back." He was dead silent, with eyes narrowed, of course. "Just kidding! I'm kidding, Mister. Don't make that expression like you're about to swallow someone. Jeez, I promised I wouldn't seduce you too much again."

I stressed. "Absolutely," Pamela agreed with me. To the stranger, "How does Mister ASS sound to you?" "Wait. Wasn't there a wrestler named Mister Ass?" I questioned. "You are right - Billy Gunn!" Pamela shared my alarm. "How could you ever forget the FAME-ASS-ER!?" I faux-gasped. "I'm ashamed of myself," Pamela owned up to her disgrace. "What is wrong with you people?" the guy butted in. Pamela and I stared at him innocently.

Don't worry, I will meet you soon but before that. Sienna gazed at the tall man walking before her, 'From the information I collected, I got to this conclusion that Mr. Pierce is named Aston Kai Pierce. He came back from abroad not long ago and his company is new, there's no information about his family or his past though I found it strange. If not for me seeing how rich the mansion he lives in is, I wouldn't think he could help me... Anyway, I'm powerless now. I am not sure if I will be able to execute my plan perfectly but... For now, I can only trust him.'

Amir said proudly. Amir wasn’t oblivious to the tension between him and Asher. From the way Asher looked at him, Amir could tell that he had feelings for Sofia. He was used to others being attracted to his girlfriend, but this time, Amir felt irritated by Asher. He couldn’t help but feel small in comparison. Unlike Asher, he wasn’t wealthy. He was a simple mechanic from the Sapang Bato Compound in Angeles. His current outfit, one he’d worn repeatedly for special occasions, was far from luxurious.

they shook hands together. Katalina cleared her throat when the waiter’s face turned as red as a tomato. “So, don’t you like him? I-I mean, people, love and patronize him. Do you?” Preston shook his head. “Not at all. I heard a rumor that Hunter is a mafia boss and he sells human organs.” Fire ignites in her heart and brought back her fuel of writing. “Really? How about you join me here at the table and let’s have a conversation about this.”