Mr Black Book Mga Nobela at Kwento

"Emma, he is… I thought I knew what he was and then there's always more. He's wealthy in a way he just doesn't announce. The penthouse, the studio, the connections…he has all of it and he just walks around coaching children on weekends and leaving watercolors on coffee tables." Emma stared at me. "That man," she said slowly, "is sitting on serious money." "Serious money," I confirmed. "And he's just out here being humble about it?" "Apparently." Emma pointed at me with her fork. "I knew I liked him. I knew it from the moment he walked into that bar." She shook her head. "I've known Cameron for two seasons of Bryan's basketball and I had no idea. I knew he was good with the kids and would do

“What’s going on here, Malcolm? Are you giving the guards a hard time again?” The light glinted off a gold tooth as he grinned. Some guards chuckled, others shuffled around nervously. Malcolm straightened, a mix of respect and irritation in his tone. “Just testing the loyalty of our new recruit, father.” So this was Mr. Blackwood, the notorious drug baron who pulled the strings of this entire operation. His reputation preceded him. But seeing him in the flesh was a different experience altogether. He was a man accustomed to power, the kind that didn’t need to shout to make its presence known.

Rani said laughing. “Oh, then you all must have witnessed some smoke coming from his ears too right.” I said high fiving her. We didn’t see someone standing in front of my desk until that someone cleared his throat. We both suddenly turned around and saw that Mr.Stone is standing there fuming at me. We both immediately stood up gulping and looking at each other and then at Mr.Stone. Then we heard Maam coming out of her cabin and stood beside Mr.Stone smiling at us. And the remaining staff just did what they always do like sitting silent and there is that stupid pin drop silence.

Brooklyn asked and jumped in shock when Mrs Mental appeared by her and Harry's desk and dropped a text book in front of them. "Page soixante-quinze," Mrs Mental smiled. "Answer questions." Brooklyn stared at the book on the table as Mrs Mental walked away and Harry rolled his eyes at her confused expression. "Page 75," he translated. Brooklyn nodded slightly and reached for the text book at the same time as Harry. Their hands clashed and Brooklyn tensed, feeling the explosion of sparks at his touch. She immediately drew her hand back and placed it in her lap, staring intently at the desk and avoiding Harry's gaze.

It's been two weeks since I met vincenzo, Gabrielle, and Valentino. My mafia is hosting a ball to welcome the Italian mafia, which means I'll be seeing Vincenzo. The ball is on Saturday, It's Monday and Mia, Gabrielle and I are going dress shopping.

I promised myself the best sleep of my life. *** Friday had everyone running around in circles. We all dreaded this meeting. Mr Drey was already pissed from the morning. Some deal had fallen through with one of his investors. Apparently, one of his competitors had bought the investor over causing Mr Drey to lose some money and he wasn't happy about it. That was putting it lightly. He had already fired someone on the 28th floor and it was likely someone else was next. "I'll come for your heads if you fail me today." Alfred said pointing to no one in particular and everyone at the same time.

Stephen Alejandro. *** At Mr. Stephen's Mansion. The study room was built with fine, expensive wood and glass. There were purple flowers buried in white, ceramic vases standing at the four corners of the room. Mr Stephen adjusted his reading classes as he studied the file in his hands. It was about, the BB Mall prices and new changes that had taken place in couple of months. “If this had also caught Jade's attention, there's definitely something going on.” the chairman started. “Yes. He's been really cautious.” Mr. Tim whispered in all seriousness.