Mister Pit Novels & Stories

However, came out of his house and started making his life on his own terms. He is very intelligent as well. I am glad that he opened up to me otherwise I would have missed this chance to be his friend. For the weekend, we planned to go to some park or something to enjoy. I am very glad to join this company and gain such wonderful colleagues as friends. *Mr.Stone Pov* I am working on some important deal and I didn’t see someone entering my cabin. I looked up and saw that Di already entered and sitting in front of me.

"Right now, the crisis is you having to explain a potential scandal to Mike Harrison." Mike Harrison, a hulking man whose suit looked custom-tailored to contain his perpetual scowl, approached Dylan for the second time that night with the easy arrogance of an investor who owned a significant piece of G.L. Hospital. He was flanked by two other board members, their expressions ranging from skeptical to hostile.

I didn't want to take money from my brothers or my children but they are stubborn and won't take no for an answer. I was sitting in my office, looking over some papers when the door opened and in walked Mr. Dechart and his men. I immediately stood up out of my chair and tried to find some sort of confidence to stand up and come out with what I have to say. Mr. Dechart sat down in the chair in front of my desk and pointed to my chair which I took. His men stood around him, staring at me with cold emotionless faces. "Where's my money Mr. Romani?" His voice was void of any emotion. The confidence that I somehow conjured up, soon went away as I came to the realization that I was gonna be in big

Marcus I dont know how I got into the motel. But here I am checking in; it’s the kind of motel that one can pay by the hour, and I pay for three nights, not because I have plans after but because I don’t know how long the money I have will last or how long I will be able to hold on. It’s becoming more and more difficult to breathe, and I am almost engulfed by the darkness. At this moment, I am so grateful that Simon had paid me weekly for the cleaning and that he had been more generous than a typical employer because I would have ended up sleeping under the bridge, although, to be honest, the motel was only marginally better.

Feeling befuddled, he asked, "Kolten, who's Mr. Cole? Also, what's Nirvana Factory? You're making me confused early in the morning. What are you talking about?" Kolten became even more anxious. He quickly explained, "Gosh, you're such a fool. Mr. Cole is Mr. Miller from Misty Manor. He's the boss who's backing me up! Look at you. Even I have to please this invincible big shot, yet you—How foolish of you."

“ Mister Pineda, please meet my fiancé. “ She finally spoke. The movie director glanced at Anthony with curiosity. “ Please to meet you, Mister Pineda. I'm Anthony Gregor of NERO company. “ They hand shake and then Mister Pineda seemed to remember something. “ Oh my god! You're the “Mister Gregor”? It's an honour to meet you personally, Sir!” Anthony just smiled a bit. Frankly, he was annoyed by people who pretend to be so amused by his presence. “ Please follow me to the table I've reserved for us.” Mister James was the same age as Anthony perhaps. He was good looking too and a jolly person.

Now I understand why my dad trusted him so much. He was a genuinely considerate man, the kind who didn't want anyone to feel uncomfortable. "Let's go inside first.... Mr. Kim." To be continued

“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?”

voice. “I have a habit of being where I’m not supposed to be,” he replied, offering a dimpled smile that felt dangerously familiar. He stepped closer, extending a hand. “Julian. Julian Vermon. I’m a venture capitalist, though mostly I just find things that people have forgotten to appreciate.” I froze. “Vermon?”

Mr Pitt and his friend--sorry, the ceo of MILLERS-- held meetings about the upcoming project until both were satisfied with the buildup plan. But, Mr Pitt's friend was a really hard man to please. It could be that or it could be that he was just trying to get on my nerves. "Your secretary messed up the document. Again" He complains for the umpteenth time. "We need to come up with a new buildup plan. This won't work" "Abel" Mr Pitt calls out to his friend. "Are you trying to get on my nerves or Jonathan's?" Mr Pitt's question caught me off guard because I didn't expect him to be so straightforward with it.